Yuan Chiling smiled.

Comparing calligraphy with Xiao Yang, isn't that death?

The people of the calligraphy association think that calligraphy is just a driver, how can calligraphy be good.

"We don't take advantage of it, just write the poem you just wrote. "An old man from the Calligraphy Association came out.

"Good. ”

Xiao Yang took the pen in Yuan Zhiling's hand.

The old man of the Calligraphy Association has already begun to write.

Xiao Yang also followed suit.

Everyone didn't take Xiao Yang seriously, and they all praised the old man's calligraphy of the Calligraphy Association.

The old man of the Calligraphy Association took the lead in finishing the writing, and then looked at Xiao Yang, "Young man, have you finished writing?"

Xiao Yang put pen to paper.

Everyone looked at it together, and their faces suddenly changed, this word ......

The old man of the calligraphy association was stunned, this ...... Was this really written by a driver?

Zhang Beihai exclaimed, "Good words!"

The faces of the people in the Calligraphy Association were ugly, is this kid a devil? It's just that the poems are well written, and the calligraphy is so good.

Zhang Beihai said, "In this game, the two are tied. ”

Yuan Zhiling's jade face changed slightly, can this also be a draw?

The people of the Calligraphy Association, despite their blushing faces, gladly accepted the result.

Dou Wenhai became more and more proud, no matter how good your handwriting is, what can you do? You are just a broken driver!

Xiao Yang glanced at Zhang Beihai, this old man was really too snobbish.

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "Elder Zhang, today I brought you a hundred-year-old wild ginseng." ”

A person next to him took out the gift box and respectfully handed it to the people of the Zhang family.

It's time to start giving!

Hundred-year-old wild ginseng, that's a good thing.

Dou Wenhai continued, "Later, my dad will bring something over." ”

Everyone became more and more curious, what Dou Haishan sent would definitely not be an ordinary thing.

Next to it, everyone also began to give gifts one after another.

Yuan Zhiling was angry, but after all, it was Zhang Beihai's birthday, and she still gave away her gift.

Dou Wenhai looked at Xiao Yang, "Since you also came to this birthday banquet, why don't you know to bring some gifts?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Yang and smiled, they didn't even bring any gifts when they came to the birthday banquet, they really didn't have any courtesies at all.

Xiao Yang looked at the picture he wrote, "This is the best gift I gave to Zhang Lao, and this poem of mine is worth 10 million." ”

At the mention of 10 million, Dou Wenhai became angry and sneered, "10 million was given to you by me, not that your poems and calligraphy are worth 10 million." ”

Other people also said in their hearts, how much is your handwriting worth, don't you really think that your calligraphy is worth 10 million?

Jiang Han chuckled, "Young man, not everyone is Xiao Yang. ”

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "If you take out this painting, it's worthless." ”

Yuan Zhiling said coldly, "Dou Wenhai, have you said enough?"

Dou Wenhai smiled, "Sister-in-law, it's just a driver." ”

Yuan Chiling said coldly, "Please pay attention to your words, I am not your sister-in-law." ”

Dou Wenhai's face was a little ugly, this woman was really shameless.

If it weren't for Ye Huan, he would have turned his face a long time ago.

Zhang Beihai said with a smile, "This gift is under my hands." ”

He didn't want everyone to be unhappy at his birthday party.

A servant of the Zhang family put away Xiao Yang's calligraphy.

The Zhang family didn't take Xiao Yang's words in their eyes at all.

Just then, a man in his early fifties arrived.

Dou Wenhai greeted him, "Dad." ”

The person who came was Dou Haishan, the chairman of Brilliant Media and one of the top ten richest people in Beijing.

Dou Haishan smiled and said, "Old Zhang." ”

Zhang Beihai smiled and nodded, "Haishan, sit down." ”

Dou Haishan laughed, "Don't worry." ”

Looking back at the man behind him, he said, "Don't open things yet." ”

The man in the back took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

Everyone looked at it, it was a picture!

Pei Qianyao couldn't help but say, "It's Xiao Yang's "Persuasion". ”

Dou Haishan said with a smile, "That's right, this is "Persuasion", I bought it from the Beijing Drama Academy. ”

The crowd looked closely.

Zhang Beihai admired, "Good words, good words!"

When Xiao Yang wrote that poem just now, he was afraid of being recognized, so he changed his pen, which is two completely different styles from "Persuasion".

"Persuasion" is written in line letters, and Zhang Beihai is best at line letters, so he especially likes "Persuasion".

Dou Haishan did what he liked, so he went to the Beijing Drama Academy to buy "Persuasion" back.

Dou Wenhai also praised, "It is indeed a good word." ”

Jiang Han said, "Xiao Yang's calligraphy attainments are too high. ”

Others praised it.

Zhang Beihai said, "Haishan, you have a heart. ”

A child of the Zhang family couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Haishan, how much does this cost?" ”

Dou Haishan laughed, "It's not much, it's only 40 million." ”

Everyone gasped, this "Persuasion" was actually worth 40 million.

Xiao Yang doesn't have to be an artist at all, just writing calligraphy can be worth hundreds of millions.

The people of the Calligraphy Association are very envious, who doesn't like money?

Zhang Beihai said: "Haishan, it's a waste of money. ”

Dou Haishan said, "Mr. Zhang is polite, when will I go to the East China Sea and buy "Ma Shuo" for Mr. Zhang." ”

Zhang Beihai laughed: "Haishan, you can just find Xiao Yang for me." ”

Dou Haishan said, "Xiao Yang is in the capital, I will bring him to you in two days." ”

Zhang Beihai smiled, "Then I'll just sweep the couch." ”

He really wanted to meet this famous genius in the East China Sea.

Next to her, Yuan Chiling couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Beihai said, "Let's take a seat." ”

Everyone nodded.

A waiter said to Yuan Chiling, "Miss Yuan, your seat is the second seat." ”

Yuan Zhiling is the future daughter-in-law of the Ye family, and the Zhang family must give Yuan Zhiling face.

Yuan Zhiling was about to take Xiao Yang over, but the waiter said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Miss Yuan, only your place is left in the second seat." ”

Many people next to him couldn't help but be happy when they heard this, a driver was actually embarrassed to go to the second seat, was his head caught in the door?

Dou Wenhai was also in the second seat, and when he saw Xiao Yang deflated, he couldn't help laughing, his face full of ridicule.

High society, it's not like you can come if you say you can come!

Yuan Zhiling said, "Then I won't go." ”

The waiter was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, where am I sitting?"

The waiter looked out the door, "There is a table specially prepared for the driver outside." ”

Yuan Chiling's face sank.

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling and said, "It's okay." ”

Yuan Chiling said, "I'll go out with you." ”

Dou Wenhai said, "Professor Yuan, it's better to let him move a stool and squeeze it." ”

Many people next to him couldn't help but want to laugh.

Yuan Chiling's face became more and more unsightly.

At this moment, Zhang Beihai's son received a call and hurriedly said to Zhang Beihai, "Dad, Uncle Zhang is here." ”

Zhang Beihai got up, "Everyone, I'll pick up someone." ”

Dou Haishan's face changed slightly, who was it that actually asked Zhang Lao to greet him in person?

Others were also curious, it must be some big man coming.