The Pentium Era - South to North

Hangcheng was different from Haicheng. At that time, there were not many companies in Hangzhou, so there were no dedicated office buildings. Each hotel had one or two floors of guest rooms and converted them into office buildings for rent. There were also some public units that used their own offices. If it doesn't end, he will free up several floors of offices in his own office building for rent. Basically, companies in Hangzhou live in these places.

The tallest buildings in Hangzhou are concentrated in the Wulin Square and Jiefang Road Hubin area. The tallest building in Wulin Square is the Hangzhou Tower. The tallest buildings in the Jiefang Road Hubin area are the 17-story Xinqiao Hotel and the 18-story Sino-Japanese Friendship Building. Restaurant.

Zhang Chen decided to go to Jiefang Road first and then to Wulin Square.

Last night, after Xiao Zhao fell asleep, Zhang Chen did not fall asleep. He was thinking about finding a job today. Of course, what he was looking for was a job related to painting or design.

For Zhang Chen, the most appropriate and convenient thing is to go to the many theater troupes in Hangzhou to see if any of them are short of artists. Zhang Chen is well aware of the art level of every theater troupe in Hangzhou and knows that he compares with them. No less, although he is an artist for a county-level theater troupe, he is still somewhat famous in their industry.

The Provincial Department of Culture organizes performances by formally established theater troupes across the province every year. It is like a sports competition. Which company's art is the best? You can see it as soon as the curtain opens, and you can't hide it.

Zhang Chen is confident that if he follows this path, there will definitely be a theater troupe that needs him. But the problem is that these theater troupes are all professional establishments and cannot easily recruit people from the society. They are usually assigned by schools.

Zhang Chen is also in the professional establishment, so he can handle job transfers, but firstly, he doesn't know whether he has been fired from the troupe, and secondly, even if he has not been fired, Ding Baigou will not let him go.

I can give up on my attachment to entering a formal unit.

Hangzhou is not Haicheng. Even the people in Haicheng's government agencies have come from all over the world. Each unit recruits people based on needs, regardless of your other conditions, and there is no transfer. Whether they are editors or reporters in government agencies or media, many of them resigned in mainland China.

And Hangzhou still continues to use the state-distributed system of household registration and files, which can tie a person to death.

Zhang Chen could only find companies in need, especially private companies, but such companies were really rare in Hangzhou at that time.

Zhang Chen arrived at the Xinqiao Hotel first. The office building of the Xinqiao Hotel is located on the eighth floor. There is a big sign at the elevator entrance. It numbers from 801 to 822. The company in each room is clearly marked. Zhang Chen was discouraged as soon as he saw it. Two-thirds of the above are Hong Kong and Taiwanese companies in traditional Chinese characters, and they are all trading companies, which cannot be compared with him.

There are also a few simplified Chinese characters, which are also several large state-owned enterprises in the province. Their offices in Hangzhou have nothing to do with him.

A security guard happened to come over, and Zhang Chen asked him, what kind of companies are these upstairs? Are any of them engaged in design?

The security guard shook his head and said no, he had never seen it before. "These are all leather goods companies."

The so-called wallet companies are those that buy and sell short. The official seal and business license are all placed in the wallet. If the wallet is dropped, the entire company will be lost. It makes sense for this type of company to rent in a hotel. You are here today. Look, he is very impressive in a high-end hotel. If there is a business problem tomorrow, when you come to see him again, you don't know where he has gone.

Zhang Chen wanted to go home, so he went up to the eighth floor. When he got upstairs to take a look, he came down immediately.

These companies usually have one company per room, or at most two companies per company. Although they are in high-end hotels, the furnishings in the offices are very simple, just a few tables, chairs, a telephone, and a set of Cheap sofas and coffee tables.

Although it is listed as a Hong Kong and Taiwan company, the people inside speak from the mainland. At first glance, it gives the impression of a makeshift team.

Zhang Chen left the Xinqiao Hotel and went to the Youyi Hotel. The Youyi Hotel also has an office building on the fifth floor, but the tenants are all Japanese. Most of them are Japanese semi-official organizations and associations. Hangzhou and Gifu City in Japan have just been established. Not long after becoming a sister city, many institutions here are from Gifu City.

Zhang Chen stood at the elevator entrance and looked at the row of nameplates. Zhang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw "Songzhu Yingying", especially the word "painting". Zhang Chen felt that this unit should be related to design. .

Zhang Chen hurried upstairs and found room 515 of "Shochiku Movies". Sitting in the room was a Japanese in his thirties, wearing a suit and tie. His chin had been shaved blue with a razor. He saw Zhang Chen came in and he greeted Zhang Chen enthusiastically in half-baked Chinese.

Zhang Chen saw that the walls of this room were covered with movie posters, both in Chinese and Japanese. There were many movies that Zhang Chen was familiar with, such as "The Hunt", "The Story of Torajiro", "The Call of the Mountain", "Happiness" "Yellow Handkerchief" and so on. Zhang Chen thought to himself that he had come to the right place. This place should specialize in poster design.

The man asked Zhang Chen to sit on the chair and asked him what he wanted. Zhang Chen took off the picture folder on his back, opened it, and showed the design drawing he drew inside to the other person. The other person looked at it seriously and said it was very beautiful. Did you draw these?

Zhang Chen said yes, I designed it. These projects have now been completed in Hainan Island. Have you been to Hainan Island?

The other party shook his head, he said no, and then asked Zhang Chen, what's the matter here?

Zhang Chen pointed to the posters on the wall and told him that he could design these posters and that he was looking for a job.

Only then did the other party understand and laughed. He told Zhang Chen that they were not a design company, but a film company. These movies were all produced by their company. He was their company's representative in China, because co-productions are becoming more and more popular now. There are more and more people coming, so he needs to handle a lot of cooperation matters here.

When Zhang Chen heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood. It turned out that "film" in Japanese was not a painting, but a movie. Zhang Chen quickly said sorry.

The other party said it doesn't matter. It was a pleasure talking to you. Your works are indeed impressive. By the way, if we need to design sets and props for a film in the future, can we contact you?

Zhang Chen said happily: "Of course, I am in the troupe. Does the troupe know?"

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he sang a piece of Shaoxing opera: "Brothers came down the mountain, and there were pairs of magpies in front of the door. The magpies came to bring good news. Congratulations to my dear brother for a safe journey home..."

Zhang Chen knew that he was singing the "Eighteen-year-old Farewell" aria from "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai". It turned out that this person was still a theater fan.

Zhang Chen said: "That's right, I used to be an artist in the troupe, but it's not Yue Opera, it's Wu Opera."

"Martial arts?" The other party made a clapping motion.

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "It's Wu opera, not martial arts opera."

It's hard to say this Wu. He said it was the abbreviation of Jinhua, Zhejiang, or Wuyuan, Jiangxi. He didn't necessarily know. Zhang Chen saw a pen and paper on the table and gestured. The other person nodded. Zhang Chen picked up the paper. He took the pen and wrote the word "婺", and then the other party understood.

The other party took out his business card and handed it to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen took it and looked at it. It turned out that the other party's name was Shino Harada. Zhang Chen said embarrassedly, "I don't have a business card."

The other party tapped the paper with his finger. Zhang Chen understood and wrote down his name and the phone number of "Red Flag Hotel".

Harada asked Zhang Chen, Zhang is your last name and Chen is your first name?

Zhang Chen is right.

"Then should I call you Zhang or Chen? Or Xiao Zhang?" Harada asked.

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "It seems to be more casual. We Chinese usually call the two-character name directly with the first name and surname. It is called Zhang Chen. If I am called Zhang Zhichen, I will only be called Zhang Zhichen in formal occasions." , usually it would be called Zhichen, but it was also omitted into two words. Is there anything special about you Japanese?"

Harada said: "In terms of my name, Harada is my surname and Shino is my first name. People who don't know me well will call me Harada-san."

"Then I'm going to call you Harada-san." Zhang Chen smiled.

"No, no, that's too formal. It's like you Chinese ask someone to add a husband. They usually call me Harada. Without Sang, those who are closer to each other will call me Zhino. There is also a nickname. I'll call you Xiao. When it’s morning or morning, you have to call me Shino-chan.”

After Harada finished speaking, both of them laughed.

Zhang Chen stood up and said goodbye to Harada. Although it was a mistake for him to walk into this room, the conversation with Harada was pleasant. The two of them also agreed to drink tea and chat together again when they have time.

When Zhang Chen walked out of the Friendly Hotel, he looked at his watch and saw that it was already eleven o'clock. Xiao Zhao was still waiting for him to go back to eat, so Zhang Chen rode back.