Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 911: Female Poet of Shu Province
Fang Minghua did not express any explicit opposition to this, and believed that mutual benefit was the real issue.

At the same time, Fang Minghua also registered the non-profit private organization "Xijing Art Museum" with the local civil affairs department. On September 9, Xijing Art Museum and Qujiang Tourism Construction and Development Corporation signed a formal contract.

Fang Minghua participated as the director of the Xijing Art Museum, but he is still a bachelor. He temporarily transferred several staff members from the Chinese Literature Award Organizing Committee Office to do the specific work, and Wang Zi was among them.

After signing the contract, Wang Zi seemed a little unhappy.

"What's wrong? Wang Zi?" Fang Minghua asked.

“We had planned to use the museum’s reputation as the organizing committee and foundation, but it seems that’s no longer possible.”

Originally according to Fang Minghua's idea, while building a new art museum, an annex building would be built to move the organizing committee and the foundation there. However, looking at the current plan of Qujiang Tourism Construction and Development Corporation, this may be difficult to achieve.

Hearing Wang Zi's complaints, Fang Minghua laughed: "Don't worry, I have already thought about it. I will find a suitable place to build a building on the old site of the Xiying Studio on Xiying Road and move both of your units there."

"The old site of Xi'an Film Studio? Well, that's a good location."

After signing the contract, Fang Minghua set about looking for a suitable architectural design team.

In fact, he didn't need to look for him. After the news of building a high-level art museum in Qujiang spread in the industry, many leaders of architectural design companies came to visit.

Fang Minghua also talked with designers from Northwest Architectural Design Institute and Provincial Architectural Design Institute and listened to their design concepts, but Fang Minghua always felt unsatisfied.

In his opinion, an art museum should be a building that perfectly combines modern and traditional elements, and also exude a Chinese style.

How about going to Yanjing and Shencheng? There are many architects there.

Fang Minghua was thinking about leaving the next day, first going to the Architectural Design Institute of Yenching University, and of course visiting his daughter at the same time.

Both my daughters Fang Rui and Liu Yifei were successfully admitted to the Yenching Film Academy. When school started, the two girls did not need to be sent off by their parents. They took their own luggage to the school to register. They had not been to this university for many years.

After buying a flight ticket for the next day, Fang Minghua was drinking tea at home that afternoon when his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but he still answered it.

A strange female voice came from inside, speaking Mandarin with a slight Sichuan accent.

"You are Chairman Fang, Fang Minghua, right?"

"I am, are you?"

"I'm Zhai Yongming from Chengdu. Do you remember me?" the woman said with a smile on the phone.

Zhai Yongming?!

The woman's voice sounded a little strange, but the name Fang Minghua was not unfamiliar at all.

An outstanding female poet in China, she began to publish her works in the early 1980s. She was one of the "Five Gentlemen of Bashu" in the poetry world. At that time, a large number of outstanding young poets emerged in the poetry world of Sichuan Province, including Zhai Yongming, Zhang Zao, Bai Hua, Ouyang Jianghe, Shang Zhongmin, and Wan Xia. The scene was full of shining stars.

However, more than ten years later, everything has disappeared. Most poets have either changed their careers, gone abroad, or become obscure. Zhai Yongming is one of the few poets who is still active in the poetry world.

Fang Minghua met her very few times. The most recent time they met was in 97 at a poet salon in Los Angeles, USA. She was a girl from Shu Province who loved to laugh heartily.

It was also at that gathering that Fang Minghua proposed the concept of the Silver Age of modern poetry.

It has been seven years.

Now when he heard her calling him suddenly, he replied with a smile: "How can you not remember? Famous female poet, are you still in the United States now?" Zhai Yongming said.

"No, I returned to China in 98 and now I run a pub on Yulin West Road in Chengdu."

The tavern on Yulin Road?

This suddenly reminded Fang Minghua of Zhao Lei's popular folk song "Chengdu" sung more than ten years later, and he immediately became interested.

"Really? I'll come to your tavern when I'm free." "Welcome, welcome to Chengdu."

The two chatted for a while, and Zhai Yongming suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Chairman Fang, I heard that you want to build an art exhibition hall in Xijing?"

"Ah? No way? This news spread so quickly? Even you know about it?" Fang Minghua was very surprised.

"Haha, a good friend of mine told me." Zhai Yongming said, "His name is Liu Jiakun, and he is an architectural designer.

Oh. Fang Minghua immediately understood something.

But Liu Jiakun?
Have you heard of this name?

Fang Minghua thought for a moment before tentatively saying, "Liu Jiakun, I remember that in the 1980s and 1990s, there was also a writer named Liu Jiakun in your Sichuan Writers Association. He wrote several novels, but he didn't seem to write novels later. I don't know what he did."

"Haha, you're talking about him!" Zhai Yongming laughed heartily on the other end of the phone: "Liu Jiakun graduated from Chongqing Institute of Architecture and Engineering, majoring in architectural design. He once wanted to be a writer, but he returned to his old profession after the 1990s, which can be considered a reformation."

Ah?
Zhai Yongming introduced Liu Jiakun on the phone again. He now has a company called Jiakun Architectural Design Office in Chengdu, specializing in architectural design. He led the team to design the Sichuan Academy of Fine Arts New Campus Design Art Museum, Chengdu Sheraton Hotel, Nanjing China International Architectural Art Practice Exhibition Center, etc.

"My good friend has good architectural design skills. He won the China Architecture Art Award and the 7th Asian Architecture Association Honor Award last year. He is also interested in your project. How about you two chat about it?"

"Okay." Fang Minghua agreed readily.

"Then I'll ask him to come to Xijing to find you," said Zhai Yongming.

"Why, don't you come over and chat?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Well, I'd like to come, but I have to take care of the tavern, so I can't leave for the time being. How about you just come to Chengdu? Come and sit in my tavern?"

"Okay." Fang Minghua replied, "I don't have anything urgent to do right now, and I haven't been to Chengdu for a long time."

"OK, are you taking a plane or a train? Call me in advance and I'll pick you up at the airport," said Zhai Yongming.

"Don't bother, I'll go find you directly."

"Okay, call me when the time is set."

The two chatted for a few more sentences and then hung up the phone.

At the Chengdu Bistro, Zhai Yongming said to a middle-aged man next to him, "They agreed and came to Chengdu specifically to talk to you."

The middle-aged man was Liu Jiakun. He was right next to Zhai Yongming when he made the phone call just now and heard some of the conversation intermittently, but he was still a little surprised to hear that Fang Minghua was coming over.

“He came to Chengdu specifically?”

"Yes, I came here specially."

"I understand. He is interested in your pub." Liu Jiakun said with a smile. "Whether writers or poets, they all have a romantic and sentimental nature."

"Aren't you?" Zhai Yong understood him at a glance.

"Me? Now I just want to be an excellent architectural designer."

"Then do your best. I have created the opportunity for you. It depends on whether you can seize it." Zhai Yongming said.

"Don't worry, I will do my homework." Liu Jiakun said with a smile: "I went to Xijing not long ago and visited the area around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. I know the environment there. Besides, I know Fang Minghua very well."

"how?"

"You said a man with some romantic in his bones."

(End of this chapter)