Chu Xiong looked at An Ran's writing.

Calligraphy is divided into three realms.

The first is good-looking, the second is charming, and the third is intentional.

The words written by Enron can only be regarded as the first good-looking.

Chu Xiong was also embarrassed to hit An Ran, "Good words, I didn't see it, you can still write such a beautiful hand." ”

Enron couldn't be happier.

"As long as Uncle Chu likes it. ”

An Ran squinted at Chu Yuqing and found that Chu Yuqing and Cheng Xiaoxiao were getting together to enjoy the video they had just recorded.

Didn't look here at all.

An Ran was angry for a while, just wanting to run to Chu Yuqing to see how he was currying favor with Chu Xiong, but Chu Yuqing didn't look at it at all.

"President Murong, what do you think?"

An Ran said.

Murong Du glanced at An Ran lightly, in such a short time today, Murong Du had already seen clearly what kind of character An Ran was.

After hearing An Ran's words, Murong Du, the old fox, was not in a hurry to make an evaluation, but looked at Wang Hao who was playing with his mobile phone next to him with a wicked smile.

"Little friend, why don't you comment on this painting?"

Wang Hao looked down at his phone, the third king dared to send it to Wang Hao.

"Second brother, recently a wanted criminal ran to Yinzhou City, this grandson is wanted whether he is running the rivers and lakes or the police, I have fought with this grandson before, you remember to protect the eldest brother and the fourth, I am afraid that this grandson will go to the eldest brother and the fourth child to trouble. ”

"No problem. ”

Wang Hao replied with a message.

"Wang Hao, President Murong asked you!" An Ran said in a low voice.

Wang Hao raised his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry President Murong, my family sent a message, what do you say. ”

"Out of the way. I'd like you to comment on this picture. ”

An Ran looked unhappy and said, "President Murong, let him comment on what to do, he doesn't understand this, you are the president of the Calligraphy Association." What you say is authority, you can judge. ”

Murong Du smiled meaningfully, "I am also an insider, the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and sometimes outsiders are more in place than our insiders."

Little friend, let's talk about it. ”

Wang Hao glanced at the words, and then at the few people next to him, and felt that there might be a pit in it.

He grinned, "Who wrote this?"

"It was bought by this young man named Enron. ”

Murong Du, the old fox, said deliberately.

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at An Ran.

"How much?"

An Ran was also angry, "How much do you think it should be?"

Wang Hao stretched out five fingers.

An Ran smiled at the corner of his lips, "Is 50,000 worth it?"

Wang Haole was happy, "Fifty thousand, what do you want, fifty." ”

"Fifty, you said one less than ten thousand, right?" An Ran said extremely unpleasantly.

Wang Hao was happy and grinned.

"You really think that the money is blowing in the wind, it's all money, and it's still the money of this scroll. ”

"You mean this word is worthless, is it?" An Ran clenched his fists, feeling that he was about to hit someone in the next second.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, "Did you give a box?"

An Ran held back his anger, "Yes." ”

Wang Hao thought for a while, "It should add up to one hundred and fifteen."

But it's okay, it may be that I'm clumsy, the price of this thing is quite high, but no matter how high it is, it can't exceed five hundred, but didn't Uncle Chu also say it just now, send goose feathers for thousands of miles, the gift is light and affectionate, it's okay. ”

Murong Du, the old fox, held back a smile.

Mr. Redfish next to him also held back a smile.

I only saw that An Ran's face had turned the color of pork liver.

"Wang Hao, I'll give you another chance, how much is this piece worth again?"

Enron already had the intention of being angry.

Wang Hao thought about it and asked shyly.

"Why don't I give you another fifty increases?"

An Ran almost couldn't hold back and did it.

"President Murong, I'll just say that he doesn't know calligraphy, look at it, listen to it, which of these words he said is something that an industry insider can say, he only gave me fifty for the word I wrote, or the money for the scroll, that is, my words are not worth a dime, right?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Murong Du, the old fox pretended not to see Wang Hao's expression.

"What did you write?" Wang Hao said with a grin, and awkwardly reached out and tugged at the pants that were tucked into his buttocks.

"It's good, blame me for having no eyes, calligraphy and painting also need a celebrity effect, no matter how good it is written, as long as the person who writes has a high status, the price will be correspondingly higher, since this character is written by you, this thing is worth this number to say the least. ”

Wang Hao stretched out five fingers as he spoke.

An Ran's brow jumped.

"Fifty?"

Wang Hao said shyly, "Look at what you said, what is the relationship between the two of us, how can we offer you such a low price." ”

An Ran gritted his teeth with hatred, "Fifty thousand?"

Wang Hao was almost amused, this criticism doesn't know where the confidence comes from, and he always feels that the thing he wrote can be worth 50,000.

"How much is that?"

Enron clenched his fists.

"Fifty-five. ”

Murong Du almost laughed.

An Ranqi's nostrils spewed out, and two words popped out of his teeth, "Wang Hao!"

Wang Hao grinned and said with a hippie smile.

"I'm an outsider, not your professional, if you let President Murong comment, I'll be kidding, President Murong I feel that it is the most fair and just, isn't it equivalent to asking the price of the tobacco business and the price of the catering business. ”

An Ran held back his anger.

"President Murong, we can ignore him, you can comment, how much is this character worth?"

Murong Du glanced at Wang Hao, and muttered a little fox in his heart.

"On the whole, this character is not bad, whether it is the power or beauty of the font, it is not easy to write this character at your age. ”

Murong Du said something that didn't hurt or itch, and he didn't mention much money at all.

An Ran's criticism didn't know where the confidence came from, "President Murong, how much is the difference between my word and the young man you said before?

Murong Du looked at An Ran like a fool.

But after all, today is Chu Xiong's birthday, and he also thinks that Chu Xiong is a good person, which is not good for Chu Xiong's interest.

But I think this young man is taking himself a little too seriously.

Murong Du originally wanted to say two words that hit An Ran.

In the end, I held back, but I just said lightly.

"There's still a me between you and him. ”

This sentence stunned several people in the audience.

An Ran squeezed out a smile, "President Murong is too modest." No matter how good he is, he can't be better than you. ”

Wang Hao was really stupid by this

Laughed.

When normal people hear this, they think that there is a suspicion of belittling themselves in these words.

But if you think about it carefully, in fact, the implication is to talk about Enron garbage.

Cheng Xiaoxiao came over.

"Who wrote this?"

An Ran puffed out his chest, "What did I write?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao shook his head, "It's far worse than what is written in the soil buns." ”