The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.

Time flies, it has been more than two weeks since I joined the company, and March is in full swing, and there are only a few days left.

In the past few days, I went to work during the day, conscientiously developed customers, visited customers, read and practiced calligraphy at night, and ran to the mountains late at night to breathe in spiritual energy cultivation.

For others, it may be extremely boring, but for Zhou Hao, he can't wait to break one day into two days, push away all unnecessary entertainment and invitations, and the whole person is like telling the running spinning top, buying and reading books at any cost, practicing calligraphy tirelessly, and gnawing on ancient books that Master of Arts students are unwilling to reluctant.

"Ahh

Zhou Hao, who was exposed to the green tendons, was very dissatisfied and tore off the small seal that had just been written, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.

Counting the weekends off, these days, Zhou Hao has copied hundreds of calligraphy, from block letters to seal scripts, line scripts, cursive scripts, official scripts and so on more than ten kinds of fonts, each of which is written extremely seriously.

But the results were far from ideal.

Many times, even when he wrote that the hand holding the brush was already sore, Zhou Hao still did not give up, and finally had to change to his left hand to continue writing.

So much so that the calligraphy written by the left hand can catch up with those calligraphy lovers who have practiced for three or five years.

And in order to write the words that are satisfactory in his heart, what single hook method, double hook method, back wrist method and other writing methods have been practiced by Zhou Hao almost in a state of self-harm, but even so, I still feel that this word seems to be missing something.

At this moment, Zhou Hao is like an old calligrapher who has been immersed in calligraphy for decades, and the handwriting in front of him, if others see it, is already superior, even if it is his father Zhou Hongmao, he does not constantly praise Zhou Hao's calligraphy is good, and it is the most beautiful word he has seen in his life.

But Zhou Hao still felt that something was missing, but he couldn't say anything.

This feeling is like a fish in the throat, and it is very uncomfortable.

At this moment, the pen is written in a wild grass, the pen is light and orderly, the handwriting is thick and orderly, the strokes are flowing and the words are rigid and soft. From the perspective of a calligrapher, this is indeed a masterpiece, but Zhou Hao sighed, directly kneaded this pair of wild grass into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

Just when Zhou Hao was puzzled, the phone at the table rang.

Looking at the number, Zhou Hao was in a gloomy mood and said, "Strange? Why did Xiao Lao call me?"

Thinking about what happened in the KTV a few days ago, it suddenly became clear, and he stretched out his ink-stained hand and picked up the phone.

"Oh, is it Brother Zhou?" As soon as the phone was connected, there was a hearty greeting from Xiao Lao, but at this time, Zhou Hao was depressed in his heart about the calligraphy that he was not satisfied with for a few days, and replied coldly: "What's the matter?"

"This. Xiao Lao on the other end of the phone looked a little surprised, he didn't expect Zhou Hao to be in this tone, but he still replied with a smile: "Today's Sunday, I want to come to the elder brother should have time, the elder brother is uninvited, I want to ask, do you have time, come to the elder brother's side to sit?"

Zhou Hao, who wanted to refuse directly, but his eyes lit up at this time, and he suddenly remembered that day at the top of Zihu Mountain, Xiao Lao seemed to have introduced himself as the president of the Qingshi Calligraphy Association, and his tone was much more relaxed, and he replied: "Yes." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and without waiting for Xiao Lao on the other side to reply, he said hello to Zhou Hongmao, hurriedly ran to the entrance of the village and stopped a taxi, and headed towards the West Lake Garden in the city.

And Xiao Lao, who had just finished busy these days, looked at the phone that had been hung up, couldn't help but smile, and said jokingly to his grandson Xiao Longxiang: "I didn't expect this kid to be so unkind, so he actually hung up the phone, and I still wanted you to pick him up." ”

Xiao Longxiang on the side was speechless, he could only smile, as a grandfather, there are few people who dare to hang up his grandfather's phone like this, looking at the entire Jianghai Province.

But I didn't want to be hung up by a young man in his early twenties.

The grandfather and grandson were chatting in the study about the recent days, and half an hour later, Xiao Lao's phone rang again.

"Yo! I didn't expect this kid to be so fast! Long Xiang, you go down and pick up Zhou Hao. Remember, to be polite. ”

"Don't worry, grandpa. ”

West Lake Garden, as a number of rich areas in the city, security measures should also be first-class, the gate of the community has special personnel 24 hours a day, between each villa, but also a day three shifts, two groups of security personnel back and forth patrol, these security personnel, all know the owner of the villa and relatives, if it is a stranger, even the door of the West Lake Garden can not enter.

Each villa has an exclusive gate code, equipped with portrait and fingerprint recognition system. Even if you bypass the gate and security personnel, as long as you do not enter the villa through the normal procedures, once you enter, the villa and the property center will sound an alarm, and the security measures are tight, and you can see the best in the entire Jianghai Province.

As Xiao Lao, there are even guards with guns in the villa, and ordinary people, the roots are not even qualified to enter the door.

Zhou Hao, who came to the West Lake Pavilion for the first time, was also quite surprised, and he couldn't imagine that the security of the West Lake Pavilion was so tight, especially when he entered the Xiao family villa and saw the guard guarding the door, he couldn't help but ask Xiao Longxiang: "Is this person a soldier?

Xiao Longxiang on the side looked a little puzzled and said: "Grandpa was the commander of the Southeast Military Region before he retired, well, deputy military rank, colonel rank. And Uncle Liu is his grandfather's guard. ”

Listening to Xiao Longxiang's words, Zhou Hao couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, feeling that he was hanging up the phone of a retired colonel just now?

This Xiao Bingsheng, who joined the army at the age of eighteen and joined the party at the age of twenty, has participated in countless battles, and has walked through the Long March with Taizu, and has made countless meritorious contributions in the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, according to Xiao Lao's merits, the lowest military rank should be major general, but Xiao Lao did not want to accept the title anyway, and even refused to be nominated and appointed by the central government several times, and was only willing to accept the rank of colonel and the rank of deputy army, not only that, but he also took the initiative to resign and abdicate at the age of 60.

At this time, Zhou Hao knew what kind of existence he had encountered! In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little more respect for this old man who was smiling on weekdays.

And such a person actually took the initiative to commensurate with his brother, which made Zhou Hao's cheeks even hotter.

seemed to notice Zhou Hao's strangeness, and Xiao Longxiang on the side hurriedly explained: "Grandpa is approachable, and now he has abdicated, but he is just a flat-headed commoner, Zhou Shao doesn't have to mind." ”

Don't mind? Can you not mind? This is the existence that has fought with Taizu. A national treasure-level character! Can you meet such a person, can ordinary people be calm?

Although I thought so in my heart, the expression on my face was the same.

When he entered the study and saw Xiao Lao sitting on the side of the coffee table making tea, Zhou Hao hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Xiao Lao." ”

"Come on, come on, don't be polite to me, sit down, sit down, drink my big red robe that I just snatched from a few old friends in the provincial capital, tsk, don't really say it, this other person's thing, the taste is different." ”

The corners of his mouth pulled imperceptibly, this Xiao Lao is really approachable, if it weren't for Xiao Longxiang's words just now, Zhou Hao would have thought that this was just a nouveau riche, and he was just an ordinary old man next door.

"Brother Zhou, haha, old man, I call you that, no comment, right?"

Xiao Laogao looked at it. ”

"Okay, since you mind, then I'll call you Brother Zhou from now on, and you, just call me Brother Xiao. I don't need those messy generations, listen to the madness. ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. ”

Shh

"That, Brother Zhou, the old man has something to tell you!"

Xiao Lao said directly. ”

"That, the dragon elephant is not very sensible, and he has made some friends in the society, he provoked you a few days ago, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhou Hao frowned, thinking to himself, this kind of thing needs to be done by Xiao Lao in person? Could it be that this Liu Yunbao is really so worthy of the Xiao family?

Xiao Longxiang on the side smiled bitterly, his mind was exquisite, and he could see at a glance what Zhou Hao's expression meant, and said in passing: "Don't get me wrong Zhou Shao, the clouded leopard and I are just ordinary friends, and I am not too close, and I usually just exchange some information with him, in addition, helping him that night is actually helping you." ”

"Help me?" Zhou Hao at this time was a little incomprehensible, Xiao Long looked like he was protecting Liu Yunbao that night, not like an ordinary friend.

Xiao Lao on the side laughed and explained: "The three underground giants of Qingshi have been able to entrench in Qingshi for so many years, and they all have their own energy. If you make a big deal that night, it will actually not be good for anyone, not to mention that you have already cut off one of Liu Yunbao's arms, so I think it would be better to settle things like this. ”

I thought that I would wait for this period of time to go over to Liu Yunbao to collect some interest, but after Xiao Lao mentioned this, he thought in his heart: Feelings, Liu Yunbao is not even willing to provoke the Xiao family?

And there are actually three such people in Qingshi?

Thinking of the situation that night, Zhou Hao's face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "As long as he doesn't come to provoke me, I will accept Xiao Lao's intention and stop looking for him." ”

Xiao Longxiang came forward that night, and Liu Yunbao naturally gave Xiao Longxiang face, but if the fish died and the net was broken, Liu Yunbao would not necessarily be afraid of Xiao Longxiang and Zhou Hao.

However, the Xiao family intends to be good friends with Zhou Hao, and at the juncture when his father Xiao Shihui is about to ascend to the throne, there is no room for any turmoil in the Qing market, so the Xiao family does not want to see the situation develop in a bad direction.

So just in case, Xiao Lao, who is walking around these days, will contact Zhou Hao in order to prevent it from happening, so as not to cause any extraneous branches, after all, seven people died at once that night, even the Xiao family took a lot of effort to suppress it. If the young master Zhou in front of him, who is even more than the second ancestor, punches and kills a few more, then even the Xiao family will not be able to bear it.

This is one thing, and the other is that Xiao Lao also has some intention of letting Xiao Longxiang befriend Zhou Hao. That's why I invited Zhou Hao to come over and talk about it, but I originally thought that Zhou Hao would refuse directly, but I didn't want this kid to come so directly, which made Xiao Bingsheng a little surprised.

After receiving Zhou Hao's affirmative reply, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but saw Zhou Hao looking again and again in the study, and asked, "Old Xiao, I remember that you mentioned that you are the president of the Calligraphy Association?"