"A million, are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

Even Zhuang Yi, who has always behaved highly, is not calm at this time, although he has some savings, but one million is not a small amount for him.

Even Zhuang Yi is like this, Zhang Ping is just the owner of this small shop, where did he get the confidence to say a hundred yuan so casually?

"Didn't you say that you were sure that Boss Zhang was a liar? Then what are you afraid of?" Li Xinrui had already finished eating a plate of egg fried rice, and when she saw Zhuang Yi is expression, she said mockingly: "Or are you actually not sure yourself, but you put this uncertain conclusion on the Internet?"

However, she also muttered to herself in her heart, Boss Zhang really has such a lot of confidence that he dares to gamble with 1 million, or is this to scare Zhuang Yi away.

Thinking of the latter possibility, Li Xinrui broke out in a cold sweat.

I'm not going to be self-defeating, am I?

"You little girl took gunpowder today, why are you so angry?"

Even Zhang Ping was a little surprised, Li Xinrui is also his old customer, although his usual words are also sharp, but because his personality is not particularly outgoing, it is rare to talk like this with a gun and a stick.

"Boss Zhang, don't say that. Hearing Zhang Ping's words, Li Xinrui also felt that her words were a little excessive, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, but she still pointed at Zhuang Yi and said: "I just can't get used to him like this, obviously causing trouble to others, but he still doesn't repent, thinking that he did the right thing." ”

This matter is obviously Zhuang Yi did something wrong, and the power of the Internet is unimaginable, if this matter continues to ferment, it is possible to directly destroy Zhang Ping's store.

And Zhuang Yi, who caused this incident, didn't realize his mistake at all, or he realized it but didn't want to be responsible for it at all, such a person really made Li Xinrui very unaccustomed to it, so he helped Zhang Ping speak.

"But Boss Zhang, isn't one million too much?" Li Xinrui was afraid that she would say the wrong thing, so she confirmed it with Zhang Ping here.

"Do you dare to bet, don't dare to bet, so I posted a clarification on the Internet, saying that you, the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, are talking nonsense. ”

However, without waiting for Zhang Ping to answer, Wei Ning, who had already been angry, had already turned out his camera, and just put the camera on Zhuang Yi's face, as long as he promised to come down and have a video as proof, he couldn't rely on it.

"I can get one million, but can you get so much money in a small shop? Since you want to gamble, the two sides naturally have to be equal. Zhuang Yi quickly regained his composure, to be honest, he was indeed not 100% sure that Zhang Ping was a liar in his heart, he could only say that it was very likely.

Of course, Zhuang Yi will not admit this statement.

Zhang Ping had long expected him to say this, took out the jade from his pocket, and said, "I heard that this jade is worth millions, and now you have nothing to say." ”

It is no secret that the customers in the shop have long heard that Zhang Ping has a piece of jadeite that is priceless.

Zhuang Yi's eyesight is also there, although he can't see at a glance that the jadeite is glass imperial green, he also knows that it is worth a lot.

"Okay, I'll bet with you. Zhuang Yi had nothing to say, so he could only agree, but he added another condition, saying: "If I lose, I will compensate you with one million, and at the same time post an article on the Internet to admit that I did wrong, if you lose, in addition to the million, I will also buy the pair of words you published in the newspaper." ”

"Okay, I don't care. ”

Zhang Ping shrugged his shoulders, anyway, he won, no matter what conditions the other party adds, he will only cheapen himself.

Zhang Ping quickly found the pen, ink and paper that had not been used up last time from upstairs, and the people in the hotel made a table for them with interest, and Xuzhou wiped the table spotlessly, waiting excitedly for what would happen next.

For people of his age, this kind of thing is the most happy to see.

To be honest, we ordinary people don't know the level of calligraphy of Vice President, and if you are a layman, I dare not hand over your own words to you for judgment. ”

put the pen, ink and paper on the table, but Zhang Ping asked first.

It's not that Zhang Ping really doubts Zhuang Yi's level, it's just that Zhang Ping is not very confident in the other party's character.

What if he writes a good work, but Zhuang Yi says no? After all, with the other party's cheekiness, it is very likely to do so.

But if there is a comparison of Zhuang Yi's own works, Zhang Ping believes that even if it is based on the level of the customers in the store, he will be able to distinguish who is superior and who is inferior.

"That's what you want. Zhuang Yi had nothing to say, walked to the table, and said to Zhuang Mengya: "Little dream, come and press paper for me." ”

"Okay. ”

Zhuang Mengya originally came here to eat happily, but everything that happened one after another made Zhuang Mengya no longer have any interest, and she and Zhuang Yi seemed to be on the opposite side of the world in this conversation.

However, although Zhuang Mengya knew that this matter might indeed be something Zhuang Yi did wrong, in terms of calligraphy judgment, Zhuang Mengya still believed in her father's authority, so she was confident to agree now.

As long as Zhang Ping is really a liar, then there is nothing wrong with Zhuang Yi daring to expose the scam!

Because the rice paper was placed in the drawer by Zhang Ping, it was no longer flat, Zhuang Mengya walked to the other side of the table, pressed the two corners of the rice paper, and let it cling to the table.

Zhuang Yi also picked up the brush on the table, let it absorb the ink, and put it in front of his eyes for a moment.

"With such inferior pen and ink, how can you write that good character with far-reaching artistic conception?"

Of course, Zhuang Yi can see that whether it is this brush or that bottle of ink, it is used by Zhang Ping in that video, which is also a criterion for his judgment.

If it was in normal times, Zhuang Yi would disdain to use this level of study utensils, but now there is no way, and Zhuang Yi has self-confidence, even if he can't exert all his strength, it is enough to write words that are praised by everyone.

Zhuang Yi moved the pen, the pen is vigorous, the movements are smooth, and the calmness on his face is enough to see that he has indeed been immersed in calligraphy for many years.

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

He wrote two sentences of "Will Enter the Wine" and displayed it, and even people who don't know calligraphy can see that this pair of characters is indeed extraordinary.

"This is indeed a good character, I also know something about the calligraphy world, although this pair of characters is not as good as Mr. Zhuang's best ones, but it can beat most people in Wuyue City. This person seems to have knowledge of the calligraphy association, and his words are quite professional.

"Well, my dad has the right to judge your words. ”

Zhuang Mengya's little face, which had been calm, finally showed a smile, the previously suppressed atmosphere almost made Zhuang Mengya not want to stay here for a moment, and now that Zhuang Yi was recognized, she finally let her breathe.