Chapter 212: Maybe I'm Wrong

Chu Xiong was stunned for a long time.

"President Murong. What does this mean? Shouldn't it be you who wrote the inscription? Is there a second person in the entire city of Yinzhou and even the whole province of Yinzhou who deserves to inscribe this painting?"

Murong Du shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Chu, are you talking about one less person?"

Chu Xiong didn't react.

Murong Du reminded, "This painting has to be inscribed by the person who has this calligraphy conference." ”

Chu Xiong patted his head, "How did I forget this, in this way, the words written by the calligrapher who I have never met are matched with this painting, it is a match made in heaven."

President Morrass. Wouldn't it be beautiful if you could find a way to invite him and take advantage of this interest to have him inscribe? ”

Murong Du smiled meaningfully, "This person, it's not easy to invite if you say it's good, it's good to invite if you don't want to please, it's good to please, but even if you invite it, whether you can write an inscription is another matter." ”

The speech is very round, but the general meaning can still be understood.

Chu Xiong was a little disappointed, "It would be a blessing to be able to meet this friend." ”

When An Ran heard this, he immediately said to Murong Du.

"President Murong. Can you find a way to invite this person, I will pay as much as I want, and I will pay as much as the appearance fee. As long as he is willing to come and make Uncle Chu happy. ”

Murong Du snorted, "Do you really think that everything in this world can be attracted by your copper smell? There are always some people in this world who will be unmoved in the face of money." ”

An Ran scoffed disapprehantly, "President Murong, didn't you say it, this person is still young, since he is not old, I am a young man, I must know young people better than you, there are few young people who don't love money."

You just believe me, give him a call, and I'll tell you the rest, I can pay as much as I want, as long as he comes, as long as I can make Uncle Chu happy, I can invite him to come!"

Murong Du was already full of disgust for An Ran.

An Ran said that the yin damage is also quite yin, this person still has a point, he will talk about anything he does, for fear that others will not know what he has done for others.

Chu Xiong coughed lightly, "An Ran! Since you can't please come, you won't be exempt, don't be so impetuous again."

President Murong, Mr. Hongyu, this child is still young, and he can't hold his breath, you two should take care of it more. ”

The two didn't say anything, just laughed off.

"Since I can't invite the young man, I think I can take out the young man's words and put them together with this painting, and I can bring out some charm to a greater or lesser extent. ”

Emperor Xu suggested on the side.

Chu Xiong nodded heavily, "This is reasonable. ”

Turning around, he went to the room and took the letter.

The words slowly spread out.

Once again, all eyes were drawn in.

Chu Xiong shook his head and praised, "Oh, I think I have to spend less on more than two hundred, and this painting can be worth a higher price." ”

"The main thing is that this young man has just become famous. Otherwise, if he has some fame, you may not be able to buy it, and there are other people in Yinzhou Province at the venue that day, and you are the richest man in Yinzhou City, but it does not mean that you are the richest man in Yinzhou Province. I think there were quite a few rich people who came that day, and you weren't the only ones who were interested in this painting. ”

Emperor Xu next to him.

Chu Xiong laughed heartily, "It's also fortunate that this young man wasn't famous before, but it will be difficult to buy his words in the future." ”

The scroll opens, and the words on it and the painting next to it are side by side, complementing each other perfectly.

Calligraphy and painting have their own already.

The tragic painting is accompanied by the words of slaughter. Everyone felt a chill.

Cheng Xiaoxiao originally just glanced at it, and he was not very interested in this kind of thing.

But after glancing at it, Cheng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.

"Tu Baozi, isn't this the one you wrote in my office that day?"

Except for Murong Du, several other people were stunned for a moment.

An Ran next to him sneered, "Xiaoxiao, all the eyes of the mobile phone are spent? Everything is Wang Hao's? What kind of skill is this character, can Wang Hao write half of the charm?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao elbowed Wang Hao next to him.

"Tu Baozi, isn't this what you wrote in my office that day? I saw it with my own eyes. ”

An Ran then sneered, "What's the matter? Writing the same poem is written by one person? Xiaoxiao, I know your feelings for Wang Hao, but you don't need to want to involve Wang Hao in everything, right? This kind of forcibly putting gold on the face does make people feel a little funny. ”

"Did I mean to lie to you?"

An Ran squinted at Cheng Xiaoxiao, "Then do you know what the pen name of this painting is?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned and thought hard, "What's your name?" I also made a special note that day, Tubaozi, what's your pen name?"

An Ran sneered, "Is it called Wen Zhuxing?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded heavily, "Yes, yes, that's it." ”

An Ran laughed directly, "Editor, you continue to make up, I see what flowers you can still make up." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked displeased, "Believe it or not." ”

Chu Xiong looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao's appearance, a little angry, but didn't say anything.

Cheng Xiaoxiao caught Chu Xiong's expression.

"Uncle, I didn't lie to you, this is really written by Wang Hao. ”

Chu Xiong didn't speak, "President Murong, can't you really invite him here?"

Murong Du chuckled, "As I said just now, even if you invite him, you may not be able to get him to inscribe, this young man's personality is very similar to my personality when I was young." ”

Chu Xiong sighed and said, "I really don't know when I will see this young man." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao was a little angry, and read the painting seriously.

"Uncle Chu, this is really written by Wang Hao. ”

Chu Xiong glanced at Wang Hao, "Xiao Wang, is this really what you wrote?"

Wang Hao grinned, "Uncle, this painting is very awesome at first glance, do you think I can write this kind of character?"

Chu Xiong smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was a little angry, "Tubaozi, why don't you admit it?"

Wang Hao said with a hippie smile, "I didn't write it. ”

Since Chu Yuqing was injured last time, Chu Xiong has a great prejudice against Wang Hao, and he feels that Wang Hao ran away selfishly and did not protect his daughter, but he is very optimistic about An Ran, and feels that An Ran saved his daughter.

In addition, Enron prepared a birthday surprise today, which made Chu Xiong like Enron more.

Wang Hao also saw it, since Chu Xiong didn't believe it, Wang Hao didn't have to prove it. Waste of tongue.

To put it bluntly, Wang Hao also has a temper, and he doesn't want to write to these people at this time.

Chu Yuqing was a little confused, so as not to make the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

"Xiaoxiao, are you mistaken?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao also seemed to understand something.

"Maybe I'm wrong. ”