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Chapter 313: Arrangements for Master's Retirement
Chapter 313: Arranging Retirement for Master
When I went to work at the steel mill on Monday, I received some bad news.
Yu Yimiao angrily kicked open the door of Wang Gensheng's office, still looking very unhappy.
Zheng Shuang stared at her blankly, and then the little girl told the whole story:
"The Monkey King we created was rejected by the production team of the animated film Havoc in Heaven. All our work over the past six months has been in vain."
"The reason is that there is some overlap with what Teacher Wan did. Teacher Wan started doing this series in 1961 and he even accused us of plagiarism."
Surprisingly, after hearing about this, Wang Gensheng was not troubled as imagined, but instead grinned.
This is the effect he wants.
A strong wind was about to blow, and Wang Gensheng didn't want to take the limelight before that. He really couldn't delay it at the beginning, as his master, Mr. Xu, wanted Wang Gensheng to become famous.
He then used a trick to take advantage of the opponent's strategy.
The Monkey King painted by Wang Gensheng combines the successful experience of his predecessors and must be more lively.
At that time, Teacher Wan had also published many similar works, but they had not yet become famous. As a master in the circle, Mr. Xu must have known about them.
He felt that contrast would better highlight the spiritual power created by Wang Gensheng.
Moreover, Mr. Wan's Monkey King series of movies had not yet become famous at that time. Although they were both traditional Chinese paintings, the techniques were different, so Wang Gensheng's actions could not be considered plagiarism.
That's why Wang Gensheng kept delaying it. Half a year has passed, and although he has produced many individual paintings, no complete series of films has been presented.
Of course, we fell into a disadvantage in the competition.
Now that he had been rejected, Wang Gensheng was happier. At least he didn't have to rush to become famous, he hadn't disobeyed his master's orders, and he hadn't let down the good intentions of his superiors and senior brothers.
To celebrate, Zheng Shuang drank a little wine in the canteen. In the afternoon, she worked in a slightly tipsy state and was very comfortable with it.
Not only was the purchasing in the steel rolling mill handled in an orderly manner, but even the business of the public-private partnership reform office was also going very smoothly. It has to be said that one is in high spirits when good things happen.
In Yu Yimiao's eyes, his teacher is a useless piece of mud.
On the third day, Wang Gensheng brought in the holiday gift boxes made in the bakery, with a painting made by Yu Yimiao on it.
A small paper bag with a picture of Chang'e flying to the moon, containing a heart-shaped cake and a few pieces of White Rabbit milk candies, came to the home of the master, Mr. Xu.
Old Xu was sitting on a recliner in his yard, listening to the opera on the radio, clapping his hands to the beat, looking very relaxed and contented.
Wang Gensheng did not say anything to disturb him, but walked forward lightly and gently placed the small gift bag in his hand on the tea table, still without disturbing his master's interest.
After a while, the opera on the radio finished. Mr. Xu gently stopped rocking the recliner, looked back at Wang Gensheng, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"You're here."
Wang Gensheng nodded: "Master, am I disturbing your interest?"
Mr. Xu shook his head.
"I originally thought that you should have come yesterday. It seems that you have improved your character during this period of time."
Wang Gensheng had a smile on his face, looking more respectful and sincere. In fact, he was really more sincere because he felt that he was cared for.
Yes, I have gotten married and started a family without realizing it, and I am still cared for by others. It is worth being happy!
"What did you gain from creating this animated film?"
"In reply to Master, I feel that my current painting skills are more handy and my foundation is more solid."
"Yeah, that's right. I thought you would be hit hard by the rejection of your work. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."
"Tell me, what is your plan for coming to me this time?"
Wang Gensheng smiled and took a paper bag, gently opened it, took out the bread inside, and handed it to Mr. Xu with both hands:
"Master, please try it. This is a new product this year. I am here to wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
Mr. Xu's smile widened, and he turned around to look at Wang Gensheng again, then he took it with his hand, smiled and took a bite. He praised:
"Yes, it tastes great, and the sweetness is more natural."
Wang Gensheng also smiled: "Yes, this is the ingredient specially adjusted for you. You are old, you can't eat too sweet like young people."
"You are becoming more and more mature. Not bad. When you leave later, take some money from your master's wife and return the film production fee approved by the ministry."
Wang Gensheng paused and looked back at Mr. Xu who was still lying on the recliner with his eyes squinted, his eyes slightly moist.
"Master, what are you talking about? How can I use your money? My monthly salary is not small, and I have a bakery, so I can have some surplus. I don't care about the fees I have to refund to the ministry."
These words surprised Mr. Xu.
"I didn't expect that a young man like you could actually save money. I thought that since you are in love and married, and I heard that you found a house, you would spend all your money."
"Master, look at what you said. I am also a married man with a career. I have to plan for my future, right? I haven't even had a child yet. How about saving some money for the future?"
"Okay, I underestimated you. I even asked your mistress to prepare a refund to help you. It seems that I was worrying too much."
"Hey, Master, you should save your money and eat more good food."
"Well, I'm old now, and I can't eat much. I'd rather live a more pastoral life. But there's nothing to do in the capital, except eating and lying here in the sun. I'm exhausted."
Wang Gensheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stepped forward with a smile:
"Master, isn't it easy for you to live a rural life? My hometown is in Wangjia Village. Last year and this year, the village has reclaimed a lot of private plots. Do you want to get a piece of it too? Grow some delicious vegetables and fruits yourself."
"That's a good idea." Wang Gensheng's words made Mr. Xu sit up suddenly and look back at Wang Gensheng.
He pointed his finger and said, "There's something wrong with what you said. I feel like you want to drive me to the countryside on purpose."
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Wang Gensheng nodded with a wry smile.
Old Xu frowned, and after a while, he sighed and said, "Go ahead, I'm old, I've experienced everything, and it's okay to move to the countryside. I want to hear your thoughts?"
Wang Gensheng also found a place to sit down: "I am just guessing. There are many things that are not very good. If you listen to it, just treat it as a joke. Just think of it as the retirement care I arranged for you."