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After the little secretary left, Zhang Ze turned around and put the matter behind him.

Seeing that the National Day is approaching, in this era, everyone attaches great importance to the National Day and Army Day.It can be seen from the length of the holiday—two, the Spring Festival is only a two-day holiday, and the National Day is as high as three days.

Although there are still some days, the festive atmosphere can already be felt in the streets and alleys, because some shops have taken out the national flags and hung them at the door early.

As a merchant, what a marketing opportunity this is.Zhang Ze wanted to take advantage of this festival to launch a National Day gift package.It is a large collection of our own products in a catty pack, and a well-designed packaging related to the festival, with random small gifts inside.Add interest and attract people to buy.For example, small toys or cute headbands, cards and the like, it is best to have commemorative significance, this is also a new way of promotion.

There is a big gift package out of the blue, so we have to publicize it first.Otherwise, everyone will not know who will buy it.

Then where to advertise, this has become a problem.Later generations will still be able to shout on TV. Now that everyone is poor, anyone who can afford a TV and a radio at home is considered a good condition.So naturally we can't promote it on this, the audience is too small.

Zhang Ze thought about it and decided to make a few large posters.

It says, Zhang Laotou Food Factory wishes everyone a happy National Day, and then draw some cute patterns.Draw your own big gift bag on it, and then think of a popular slogan, especially on the top. Isn't this an advertisement, and it can better fit this festival.

As for where to hang it, it is naturally the place with the most traffic, and it must be the supply and marketing cooperative.

Zhang Ze is familiar with the supply and marketing agency, and they are all their own consignment outlets, so there is no objection to hanging a poster.A salesperson also came to ask Zhang Ze if there was a commission for selling this.

Of course Zhang Ze said yes, and it was still the same as before.

The salesperson was ecstatic.

Now that the hanging places have been settled, Zhang Ze has to find a way to find someone to draw the posters.He already had a candidate in mind, the art teacher who designed the packaging bags for Factory Manager Wang.

Zhang Ze has seen his designs and liked them quite a bit. It can be seen that he is a person with a certain artistic taste and artistic attainments.As for why such an excellent person would live in a small county as an ordinary art teacher, Zhang Ze didn't want to ask.

He ran straight to the candy factory non-stop, explained his purpose of coming, and asked Factory Manager Wang to introduce him, and Factory Manager Wang immediately agreed.

"Director Zhang, but this person is a bit strange." Director Wang felt that he should give Zhang Ze a word first.

He didn't know how to describe it, and after holding back for a long time, the word "strange" came out.

Zhang Ze didn't quite understand what Director Wang meant when he said strange.

Director Wang continued: "Oh, there are too many rules." Every time he finds someone to design packaging, he can only go on weekends, and it must be after 2 pm.If you usually go, even if he is at home, he will never open the door for you.He doesn't talk much, he is a very taciturn man.

But I have to admit that the design is really good-looking, and the work is serious.

Zhang Ze smiled, but he didn't really care about it. In his opinion, it's not a big deal, as long as the painting is good and the ability is excellent.And artists seem to have more or less eccentricities, they are more independent.

Seeing that Zhang Ze didn't care about this, Director Wang said that he would bring him to meet the man this week.

On the weekend, after lunch, Zhang Ze went to the intersection with Director Wang.This is an old residential area. It looks like it has been around for some years. The alleys are narrow and deep. It is difficult for two grown men to walk side by side.

Director Wang and Zhang Ze - front - back, Director Wang led the way, and Zhang Ze followed closely behind him.Zhang Ze didn't even remember how many turns he turned, but he had arrived.

Factory Manager Wang went up the steps and knocked on the door knocker, making a few muffled bangs.After a while, I heard footsteps coming from inside, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door.

"Who."

"Ms. Ye, it's me." Director Wang shouted—throatly.

With a creaking sound, some dilapidated wooden doors were swung open from the inside with a small crack, revealing a thin face.Because of the backlight, Zhang Ze could only see a straight nose and a protruding collarbone because he was too thin.

"Miss Ye, I brought a friend with me today and I want to ask you to draw something."

After hearing this, the man leaned forward, and his eyes slowly turned to Zhang Ze.

I saw that the man had a pair of very beautiful eyes, a little round, like the eyes of a small animal when he was young.The tails of the eyes drooped, looking a little pitiful.Zhang Ze suddenly remembered the two little milk dogs he raised, and every time he asked him for food, he always had such a small expression.

Originally, such eyes should look cute and lively, but the man's eyes are full of melancholy, which is incompatible with these small round eyes.

"That... hello." Zhang Ze was suddenly a little nervous, he swallowed and said dryly.

The man nodded without speaking.

Seeing that he was someone he knew, he seemed to have relaxed his vigilance, leaning against the wall, and opened the door on the side to let them in.

"Don't call me Teacher Ye anymore, I've already resigned." After the two of them came in, Ye Nianbin closed the door and turned to Director Wang in a low voice.

Factory Manager Wang scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "I'm used to it."

Zhang Ze glanced around between the two of them, and then began to observe the small courtyard.At first sight is the drawing board standing alone in the courtyard, next to it is a low square table, which is full of paints and brushes, a piece of half-bitten pastry and a water glass are squeezed in the corner, looking pitiful.

The yard is not big, and there are three houses in total.On the left side of the door is the kitchen, facing the place where the man lives. As for the right side, the door is tightly closed, and even the windows are covered with a layer of paper, so it is impossible to see what it looks like inside.There was still a lock on the door that didn't match the door very well, and a long iron chain was wound around it - round and round, and the lock hung down heavily.

The man walked in front and brought Director Wang and Zhang Ze into the main room.

There are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the main room, which is a bit empty.But there are quite a lot of trivial things, which are placed all over the room, looking a little messy.Zhang Ze glanced at it, and there were some pictures and painting tools, and he could hardly see other daily items.It is said to be a home, more like a studio.Zhang Ze wondered if this man had nothing else to do in his life except painting.

The man went to the table in the main room and sat down on his own. Director Wang pulled Zhang Ze to sit down.

"What do you need to draw?" Ye Nianbin looked at Zhang Ze and asked slowly.

Zhang Ze's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Ye Nianbin frowned his delicate eyebrows that seemed to be carefully trimmed.

Director Wang hurriedly poked Zhang Ze's arm, urging him eagerly.Only then did Zhang Ze regain his composure, and said anxiously, stuttering.

"It's just a poster."

Ye Nianbin's brows were still frowning, as if he was very dissatisfied with this answer.

Zhang Ze also quickly realized that there was something wrong with his answer. There was a feeling that he had said what he hadn't said. He was afraid that people would think he was teasing himself, so he hurriedly added a sentence.

"It's... a poster with the theme of National Day." After speaking, he raised his hand and touched his nose, lowering his eyelids, wondering what happened to him today.

Zhang Ze admitted that Ye Nianbin did grow in his aesthetics.But I have seen many people like Ye Nianbin before, and I have never made myself like today, like a kid who has never seen the world.

He took a deep breath—he breathed slowly, letting his accelerated heartbeat gradually slow down, and then continued.

"It's like this. Our factory wants to make a poster about the National Day. I don't know much about the design of the poster. I only have these few requirements." Zhang Ze raised his head and stared straight at Ye Nianbin's back— portrait.

He didn't dare to look Ye Nianbin in the eyes.

Hearing that he was going to make a request, Ye Nianbin stood up and looked for something on the table behind.It seemed that there were a lot of things, he searched bit by bit, and Zhang Ze got a chance to take a good look at his whole body.

He is of medium height with broad shoulders, but he can support the slightly baggy white shirt he wears.It's just that the figure is a bit too thin, and the waist looks empty.The shirt seemed to have been ironed - flat, without a single wrinkle hanging down, and there was no ups and downs until the bottom of the waist.

Zhang Ze inexplicably felt that his throat was a little dry, he coughed lightly and looked away.

At this time - a ray of light came in from the glass of the main room and just reflected Ye Nianbin's side face, Zhang Ze felt that he could almost see the short fluff on his face, which was inexplicably cute.

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The corners of Zhang Ze's mouth curled up slightly.

At this moment Ye Nianbin turned around suddenly, he quickly lowered his head and put away his smile.

"Found it, tell me." Ye Nianbin sat back with a notebook and a pen in his hand.

"The main reason is that there must be words of congratulations and advertisements written on the posters." Zhang Ze explained his thoughts over and over again.

Ye Nianbin lowered his head, holding a thin pencil with his slender fingers and rustlingly writing on the paper.Seeing that there was no sound, he raised his head suspiciously, motioning for Zhang Ze to continue.

Suddenly there was a stare at each other, Zhang Ze's face was a little hot, he quickly turned his eyes away.

"That's all, there are no other requirements. I also want you to help me design the packaging of a big gift package, which must be combined with the theme of the National Day, and then draw this package in the most prominent position on the poster."

"Big gift bag." This was the first time Ye Nianbin heard such a word, and he didn't quite understand what it was used for.

"It contains all the products of our factory. I call it a big gift bag."

Ye Nianbin understood, and asked some more about what products were available, what was the brand, and if there were any other special requirements.

Zhang Zedu——Answered.

"Old man Zhang." Ye Nianbin said softly.Isn't this the one he likes to eat? He looked up at Zhang Ze and thought it was such a coincidence. He didn't expect it to be produced by their factory.

Zhang Ze looked at him and himself, and felt a little joy in his heart, so he asked what was wrong.

Ye Nianbin shook his head and stopped talking.

So what if he did it, what does it have to do with him, he just needs to make the poster well.

"What size do the posters need to be?" he asked.

Zhang Ze reported the number, "Another 8 posters are needed."

He has already discussed it with others, and there is a consignment point for his products, and there is one at every door.

Ye Nianbin nodded, wrote down the requirements in detail, and then put away the notebook.

"It will take about two weeks." Eight large-size posters are still time-consuming to draw.

"Yes." Anyway, there are still three weeks before the National Day, which is enough.

The two discussed the price again, and after everything was settled, they left. Ye Nianbin sent the two of them to the door.

Standing outside the door, Zhang Ze was a little reluctant.He looked at Ye Nianbin and said, "If there is any change in the middle of the poster, can I come to you."

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, his heart beat faster, and he carefully watched Ye Nianbin's expression with anticipation and nervousness, for fear of getting his words of rejection.

After a long time, Ye Nianbin nodded, "But only at 2 pm on weekends."

He doesn't like to be in contact with people, and if he hadn't quit his job, he wouldn't accept outside jobs.

Seeing that Ye Nianbin agreed, Zhang Ze was overjoyed, and nodded heavily, with the corners of his mouth grinning to his ears.

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