My 1999

"Take advantage of this time to recharge your batteries. If you have anything you don't understand when you get to Jinmen, call me. Don't bear it alone." Xu Liang said.

"Hey, Brother Liang, you know me. I'm not someone who wants to save face and suffer."

"You said you were fat and you were breathless.

After returning home, contact Xu Xu, Hai Bo, Guang Lin, Hong Chuan and Lao Hui and ask them to take the train to the capital tomorrow. They will work under the boss for a month to get familiar with the business of the logistics department, and then they will be assigned to other studios. "

"These guys have been waiting for Brother Liang to call them for a long time, and this time they finally got their wish."

Xu Liang smiled and waved.

"Okay, let's go back. If you have nothing to do, go to each department to see more and learn more."

In agreement, Xu Qiang nodded.

"Then I'll leave first?"

"Go ahead."

Seeing his back disappear, Xu Liang's eyes became profound.

As long as you are rich and noble, don’t forget each other.

He also gave these friends who grew up together a chance to escape from farming.

Although their abilities are limited, managing the logistics department, cleaning, and purchasing painting supplies for students does not require much ability.

The key is that these people are loyal enough to themselves, and they are somewhat of an informant within the company.

From now on, he will leave new dreams, logistics and security to his fellow countrymen.

Of course, he will also give high positions to those who are capable, just like Xu Qiang.

"Li Yan represents the old team, Gu Cheng is the elite rising from the bottom, and Xu Qiang is a fellow villager. Pengcheng needs to choose a teacher in order to maintain balance." Xu Liang said.

"Ask Zhao Xing first. If he doesn't agree, then change to someone else."

After making up his mind, Xu Liang looked at the time, got up, put on his coat and went out.

Outside is the secretariat.

Seeing him coming out, Lu Hui and Zhou Weiqing quickly said hello.

"Lao Zhou, come out with me."

Zhou Weiqing quickly followed.

Now the company already has a car, two Santanas.

Not high quality, but enough.

Xu Liang's driver's license hasn't been issued yet, but Zhou Weiqing has one.

"Mr. Xu, where are you going?"

"Go to Wangjing Building first."

Wangjing Building is not far from Wangjing Commercial Building, and their names are just the same, but they are worlds apart.

Wangjing Commercial Building is only six stories high, with a total office space of less than 8,000 square meters, but Wangjing Tower is different. This office building was just completed two years ago and has a construction area of ​​34,000 square meters. It is a landmark building in the entire Wangjing area.

Most people within the company hope to move the studio here.

I feel that only this new type of commercial building is worthy of New Thought’s position as No. 1 in the field of art training.

But Xu Liang obviously couldn't accept it. The rent was too expensive.

After taking a long look at the intersection.

"Go to Factory 798."

"Factory 798? Mr. Xu, are you talking about the Factory 798 in Jiuxianqiao?"

"Um."

After getting a positive answer, although he was full of confusion, Zhou Weiqing still drove honestly.

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798 was originally a key industrial project 718 United Factory with a total area of ​​1.1 million square meters, built in 1952 with assistance from Big Brother and designed and constructed by East Germany.

In April 1964, the superior authority canceled the organizational structure of the 718 United Factory and established the 706 Factory, 707 Factory, 718 Factory, 797 Factory, 798 Factory and 751 Factory.

From the 1980s to the 1990s, Factory 798 gradually declined.

Two thousand years later, the superior authorities reorganized Factory 700, Factory 706, Factory 707, Factory 718, Factory 797, and Factory 798 into Beijing Qixing Huadian Technology Group.

The group restructured its assets, leaving many factory sites vacant. In order to make full use of this part of the assets, it was decided to rent it out.

In February 2002, Robert, an American, rented the 120-square-meter Muslim canteen here and transformed it into a store in front and a company in the back.

This guy is an art website developer and has friends with many artists.

Later, many of his friends also valued the large space and low rent here and opened their own studios and exhibition spaces.

As a result, the snowball grew bigger and bigger.

Because some of the factory buildings are in the modernist Bauhaus style, the entire factory area is well planned and unique in style, attracting more and more artists to settle here, forming today's 798 Art District.

However, Qixing Huadian has just been reorganized and the entire factory is still being relocated. There is still no sign of the 798 Art Zone.

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Factory 798 is not far from Wangjing.

It took less than half an hour to drive there, parked the car on the side of the road, and came to the east gate.

The door was open and there was no doorman in sight, so Xu Liang walked in with his secretary.

After turning a corner, the huge 798 factory came into view.

This radio equipment factory, which had been glorious for nearly half a century, inevitably declined.

Stepping inside, you can still clearly see the big slogans from the last century on the wall.

Rusted and intricate pipes, like blood vessels, run through the factory with mottled walls.

There are weeds all over the outside of the tall factory building, and garbage can be seen everywhere in the corners.

There is no trace of Ding Dian’s later famous 798 Art District.

"Stop in front."

Accompanied by an old but powerful shout, an old man wearing a brown coat, black cotton shoes, and a red sleeve band on his left arm walked over quickly.

There was vigilance in his eyes, and he clenched the baton tightly in his hand, looking like "Be more honest."

"What do you do? Who let you in?"

The fighting power of the people in Chaoyang has been proven one after another by the handsome guys in the entertainment industry. Xu Liang didn't want to get into trouble and said quickly.

"Hello, uncle. I just saw a notice posted outside saying that the factory here is for rent, so I came in to take a look."

The vigilance in the uncle's eyes diminished a lot.

"Do you want to rent a factory?"

Xu Liang nodded quickly.

"Looking at your young age, why are you renting a factory?"

Xu Liang had a toothache and thought to himself, "Is this the case for Mr. Chaoyang?"

"Our company operates an art studio and would like to rent the factory here and renovate it for use as a classroom."

"Art studio? Painting?" the uncle asked curiously.

"Um."

"This wretched place has been relocated now. You are running around in the warehouse. What's there to draw about?"

After muttering, "Don't you want to rent a house? Go along here and go to the factory office to find someone. They will be in charge of this."

"Thank you, uncle."

Seeing their respectful attitude, the old man nodded, but did not walk away.

Still staring straight at them.

Xu Liang understood what he meant and walked forward in an orderly manner, following the direction of the uncle's finger.

As we walked further, the surrounding factory area became cleaner, and we could see some workers moving equipment.

After bypassing a huge factory building, we came to a wide square.

Many trucks were transporting equipment, and some semi-new but not old cars were parked next to them.

Everything seemed messy and no one was taking care of them.

Close to the east side of the square, you can see a three-story old-fashioned office building. From the sign hanging outside the door, you know that this is the factory office that the uncle mentioned.