The smile on the fat old man's face froze directly.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Murong Du hurriedly smiled and said.

"Lao Ji, come and come, sit and sit, young people are also temperamental, besides, you haven't seen people's words, if this word is taken to participate in the calligraphy conference, it will definitely be able to win the award.

When the time comes, it will soar into the sky, and it will be a matter of time before people become famous, and it will cost hundreds of thousands of words to say less.

Isn't there something wrong with you just opening your mouth? ”

When Wang Hao heard this, he also accompanied a smile.

"I'm kidding, don't be angry, it's okay to ask for words. ”

The smile on the fat old man's face resurfaced, "You young man will definitely be able to do something in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Hao stretched out a hand.

"Five hundred!"

The fat old man almost choked to death by his own saliva,

"Five hundred is five hundred!"

The fat old man directly took out five hundred and handed it to Wang Hao,

Wang Hao didn't talk nonsense, and wrote a word by brush.

The fat old man was holding the words written by Wang Hao.

After taking a serious look, I felt that there was a fly in the ointment.

Turning his head and pointing to the words.

"Can you give me a payment, it's all written. ”

Wang Hao stretched out five fingers without hesitation.

The fat old man also generously took out 500 yuan, even if it costs a thousand, this thing is a sure thing.

I just didn't expect Wang Hao to shake his head, "Five thousand!"

"What? Why is it five thousand again?"

Wang Hao grinned, "Otherwise, either you apologize to me, say sorry for what happened just now, and I'll give you the words directly."

Or five thousand!"

The fat old man rubbed his hands together and made a straight face.

"I'll apologize to you as a young man at an age? impossible!"

Murong Du sighed.

"Lao Ji, you are still like this when you are old, if you make a mistake, you can admit it, what kind of person is young.

Shouldn't you apologize for doing something wrong when you're old?"

The fat old man stubbornly didn't apologize.

It's more than a thousand dollars to rummage through your pocket.

"WeChat or Alipay transfer is also fine. ”

Wang Hao said again.

The fat old man took out an elderly machine, "How to turn it? ”

Think for a moment.

The fat old man took out a jade pendant from his pocket.

"Otherwise, I can't use this thing to change my line? This jade pendant was bought by me before, and after being carved by the master, I bought it for 80,000 yuan.

I'll give you this thing, you have to give me the word I just wrote on it, and then write me a word, and I'll decide what to write. ”

Wang Hao grinned, "How embarrassing this is." ”

As he spoke, he took a jade pendant from the fat old man, with delicate texture and fine workmanship, it was a good thing, and 80,000 yuan was low.

"Can you write me another copy of Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong"?"

"Yes, yes, that's my favorite song. Wang Hao picked up the pen and wrote.

Sprinkled with water.

After the pen is written.

The fat old man was emotionally clutching the rice paper. There was a light in his eyes.

"Good words, really good words, there is a sense of slaughter between the lines, you young man is a martial arts practitioner, right?"

Wang Hao grinned, he didn't expect this fat old man to be able to see this through a single word.

He didn't hide it, but nodded.

The fat old man shook his head and sighed, "Good words, really good words, it's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes."

Young man, in time, it will become a great tool!"

"I lend you good luck!"

Wang Hao also grinned.

Murong Du also looked envious, looked at Wang Hao, and smiled awkwardly.

"Young man, I have a fan here, on which there is a painting made by an old friend of mine, Mr. Hongyu, and I mentioned it myself, can you change it for one of your words?"

As he spoke, he brought a fan.

Wang Hao took it and unfolded it, and was instantly attracted, it was a picture of Lao Suo's fishing, only a few strokes, but it was extremely expressive.

There are eight words written next to it.

The lonely shadow of the cold river, the old man of the rivers and lakes.

As Murong Duruo said, the master's works have a kind of artistic conception of beauty hidden in them.

The things on this fan, not only the paintings but also the words, have already been in it, and the sense of scruple that comes to the face makes people feel as if they are there.

Wang Hao carefully put away the fan.

"Write what?"

"Write a poem by Li Taibai. ”

The atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

A few people chatted and gradually let go, and Murong Du's hearty laughter came from time to time in the study.

Wang Hao also gradually liked to chat with Murong Du, this old man was very interesting, not as serious as he seemed.

And the chubby old man next to him is much more interesting, he is the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, and Murong Du is small, very childish, and very funny old man, and he admits death.

It didn't take long for a few people to get together.

Murong Jing watched his usually serious father smile so happily today, this is the first time he has seen him since he was a child.

couldn't help but glance at Wang Hao deeply, and felt that this man had a strange aura, which was very attractive.

After eating, Wang Hao went home.

Just after washing, Cheng Xiaoxiao's call came again.

"What are you doing, big sister?"

Wang Hao didn't have a good airway.

"Can't you call if you're fine?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao's fist tapped the screen lightly, causing Wang Hao to laugh.

"Okay, okay, de

。 ”

"You're de

Cheng Xiaoxiao glared.

Wang Hao's phone vibrated a little.

When I picked it up, it was a text message.

Click on it and see that it's all in English.

At a glance, it turned out to be a message from the foreigner who bought the cultural relics from Wenwenren.

It probably means that he wants to make friends with Wang Hao, and things can be sold to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao sat up.

"Let's talk about the price. ”

"A million dollars. ”

"Yes, I'll transfer it to you on the website, and I've made you a friend. ”

The other party sent a message, which was a specific address.

"This is my home address, if you pass by where I live, please come to my estate, I would like to have two drinks with you. ”

"No problem. ”

Wang Hao left an address and asked him to send the things to Wang Hao.

Logging in to the space-time corridor, there are still millions on the account, and Wang Hao transferred the money.

Straightforwardly, this kind of thing is priceless, and there is no way to measure it with money.

Wang Hao has money, and he is not short of these money, so he can make a modest contribution to cultural inheritance.

Cheng Xiaoxiao found that Wang Hao had been staring at the phone screen, and that expression was not looking at her at first glance.

"Are you talking to other women?"

"Hmm. ”

Wang Hao jokingly hummed casually.

Cheng Xiaoxiao stared at Wang Hao and found that Wang Hao was still sending messages without looking at her.

Doodoo ......

The phone just hung up.

Wang Haole is happy.

I didn't bother with it, and after everything was done, I had to go to sleep.

Who knows that before he could lie down, the phone vibrated a little.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was a call from Enron.