Chapter 891 The Big Guys Are Here

Radar Wen immediately stopped talking to the man and came over with a glass of wine.

"What's the matter?"

"Minghua is planning a Chinese calligraphy and painting exhibition and wants to find an advertising company to promote it. I remember that you have a friend who opened an advertising company?" Zhang Qing said.

Radar Wen immediately smiled and said, "Yes, it's a business partner of mine. How about this. Minghua, I will accompany you to that company tomorrow morning, and you can talk to him in detail, how about it?"

Fang Minghua agreed.

"Minghua, I think it will definitely increase the popularity of the calligraphy and painting exhibition if we can invite some celebrities from all walks of life in San Francisco, such as the president of the San Francisco Chinese Chamber of Commerce, the chairman of the Chinese General Association, and even officials from our country's San Francisco Consulate, city government officials, and members of the parliament!" Zhang Qing suggested.

Fang Minghua waved his hand and refused: "I don't know many people in San Francisco. I have never dealt with those celebrities you mentioned. Forget it."

To be honest, I just had a whim to hold this calligraphy and painting exhibition with a playful attitude. It's okay to advertise, but it's unnecessary for me to call those people I have never met.

After eight o'clock the next morning, Lei Dawen called Fang Minghua and told him the address of the advertising company, and the two went there to meet.

The advertising company called Artful Strategy is located on Broadway Avenue. When Fang Minghua drove there, Lei Dawen had already arrived.

Accompanied by Lei Dawen, he met the manager of the company, Garcia, a blond man in his thirties. After listening to Fang Minghua's description, he immediately said that we will provide you with a package of publicity and promotion plans to achieve the expected results.

After the two parties signed the contract, Fang Minghua left.

Soon, an exhibition advertisement was published in the most famous newspaper in San Francisco, the San Francisco Chronicle, and the title seemed very eye-catching.

"Famous writer Minghua takes you into the mysterious Northwest of China"

This is a group of calligraphers and painters from Northwest China, which has a vaster land than the western United States, desolate and mysterious. Through their calligraphy and painting, you can see a different China and feel the splendid Chinese culture."

At the same time, news about this calligraphy and painting exhibition also appeared on TV and the Internet. A huge billboard appeared at the entrance of the art gallery. On October 6, it will take you into the splendid and mysterious Chinese culture in Northwest China.

On the morning of October 6, the "China Northwest Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition" officially opened. According to convention, a simple opening ceremony was also prepared. The people who came were Fang Minghua or Li Li's friends, Lei Dawen, Zhang Qing, Demi, etc., as well as several professors from San Francisco State University and Stanford University's School of Literature who like Chinese culture, and Liu Xiaoli, who came to San Francisco one day in advance to attend the opening ceremony of this exhibition.

As the organizer of the exhibition, Fang Minghua wore a black suit and tie today, looking energetic.

According to the agenda, he will give a short opening speech in the etiquette hall outside the calligraphy and painting exhibition hall at nine o'clock, and the exhibition will begin.

It is now 8:45, and there are still 15 minutes left. A group of guests are standing in the hall chatting, and of course there are more visitors to the calligraphy and painting exhibition.

At this time, an old man in his sixties, wearing a Tang suit, accompanied by two young men, walked into the etiquette hall.

Who is he? Fang Minghua glanced at him and didn't recognize him. He thought he was just an ordinary audience, but Lei Dawen beside him hurried over to greet him: "President Wang, you are here?"

"Lawyer Lei." The old man laughed: "Come and see."

After Lawyer Lei shook hands with him, he quickly waved to Fang Minghua to signal him to come over.

"Minghua, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Wang Longchang, the president of the San Francisco Chinese Chamber of Commerce."

"This is Fang Minghua."

"Mr. Fang." Wang Longchang shook Fang Minghua's hand and said: "I heard that Mr. Fang is going to hold a Chinese calligraphy and painting exhibition here, and I am very interested in our country's traditional calligraphy and painting, so I came to see it."

"Welcome, welcome."

Fang Minghua said immediately.

Zhang Qing also came up to shake hands. At this time, another oriental man in his fifties came in from the door. He was wearing a suit and had a square face that looked majestic without anger.

When he saw the old man in a Tang suit, he immediately smiled and said, "President Wang, I knew you would come."

"Haha, Chairman Wu, you came later than me this time."

Radar Wen immediately introduced Wu Mingsheng, Chairman of the Chinese General Association.

Ouch

The leaders of the two major groups in the Chinese community in San Francisco are here!

Naturally, there was another round of handshakes and greetings.

Then Wu Mingsheng smiled and said to Fang Minghua, "Mr. Fang, I like Chinese calligraphy and painting just like Chairman Wang, and I also like to collect them. Are the calligraphy and paintings exhibited in your calligraphy and painting exhibition for sale?"

Ah? This?

Fang Minghua really didn't expect to sell them. These will all be donated to the Confucius Institute in the future.

Just as Fang Minghua was about to explain, he saw another oriental man in his forties in a suit and tie walked in, followed by three young people, whom he naturally didn't know.

But when Wu Mingsheng saw the man coming in, he immediately let go of Fang Minghua's hand and walked over to greet him: "Consul General Yang, you are here too?"

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Wang Longchang also went over to shake hands and said: "Consul General Yang, you are busy with official duties, I didn't expect you to come in person."

The middle-aged man smiled heartily: "The famous writer Minghua organized a calligraphy and painting exhibition, of course I should come and see it."

After that, he took the initiative to shake hands with Fang Minghua next to him: "Comrade Minghua, I am Yang Yihang, the deputy consul general of the Consulate General in San Francisco. Our Consul General Peng Keyu has returned to China to report on his work, so I am attending the opening of this calligraphy and painting exhibition on his behalf."

"Thank you, and welcome Consul General Zhang." Fang Minghua replied, paused and sighed: "It's just a small calligraphy and painting exhibition, I didn't expect to alarm you, as well as celebrities such as President Wang and Chairman Wu."

Yang Yihang said: "Don't underestimate this calligraphy and painting exhibition. It is a window for promoting our country's splendid culture to the outside world. In addition, I heard that Zhang, the counselor of our consulate, said that you have made a lot of efforts in the preparation of the Confucius Institute at the State University. These calligraphy and paintings are intended to be donated to the Confucius Institute, right?"

"Yes, I also got them by begging." Fang Minghua smiled and briefly described the "asking" process, and Yang Yihang also laughed after hearing it.

"Qin Province is indeed a cultural province, with so many calligraphy and painting masters. I must appreciate them later!"

Yang Yihang naturally would not chat with Fang Minghua for too long, and went over to greet Lei Dawen and the others. In the end, Wu Mingsheng and Wang Longchang surrounded him and talked about something. It seemed that they kept in touch frequently.

At this time, Lei Dawen whispered: "The deputy consul general of the consulate general is here, and someone from the San Francisco government will definitely come."

Sure enough, after a few minutes, an American man with sparse hair, a hooked nose, and a suit and tie walked in. There were also a few people next to him, who were slightly younger and looked like bodyguards and secretaries.

"Hello, Deputy Consul-General Yang!" The man smiled and greeted Yang Yihang as soon as he came in.

"Hello Mayor William." Yang Yihang also smiled, and the two shook hands and said hello to each other.

"San Francisco Mayor William!" Lei Dawen immediately whispered to Fang Minghua.