"It's a deal!"

Although Wang Zhuo didn't know what the delicious building was, the word delicious had already aroused his cravings.

"Old man, although the words of your Huairentang are only a few numbers, they are very big, the strokes are vertical and horizontal, concise and spicy, like an iron painting silver hook, combined with nature, the most important thing is that it is majestic and spiritual, and there is a bit of rhyme between the lines, this is everyone's work, you just hang here like this, don't worry about being stolen in the middle of the night?"

The old man's face, which was still careless, changed slightly, and said, "Young man, don't beat around the bush and get to the point!"

Wang Zhuo said: "If I am not mistaken, this painting should be written by Zhang Daqian."

As he spoke, he gave him a thumbs up, "Old man, your courage is not small, these words are worth more than your entire store, you actually hang it here like this, amazing!"

"Hey, do you really want your kid to see it?" The old man's face was moved, you must know that even the top calligraphy connoisseur is here, and after such a distance, he does not dare to confirm that this character was written by Zhang Daqian.

But the young man in front of him could tell the ins and outs of the word clearly just by looking at it.

With this eyesight alone, this young man is not simple.

"Young man, you are also very good, you are the first person to see the origin of my pat, you are young, you have this ability, it is not easy. The old man said very seriously.

Wang Zhuo smiled: "What's so difficult about this, it's just that I've seen too much." ”

"Uh, what do you mean?"

Wang Zhuo said: "I have several books at home that were copied by Zhang Daqian, and I have read them since I was a child, so I am very familiar with his words, and they are not as powerful as the old man said." ”

He was telling the truth, in Longhu Mountain, there were several scriptures that Zhang Daqian recruited for his master.

"It's really a joke, you can't say anything at a young age, several books are written by Zhang Daqian, will you be like this?" At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of a car next to him, with a little contempt on his face.

Wang Zhuo saw the person coming, smiled and did not explain.

The middle-aged man continued: "Don't be unconvinced, do you know how much Zhang Daqian's painting is now, if you have a book written by him, you will be this poor and sour picture?"

"Dad, I've told you several times, put this thing away, don't let people worry about it, and get it for you at night. The middle-aged man said to the old man.

The old man's eyes widened, and he said with some displeasure: "Stinky boy, I told you not to look at people with dog eyes, what's wrong with this kid's appearance? That's better than your copper-smelling appearance." ”

Saying that, he also seriously apologized to Wang Zhuo and said, "Young man, don't take it to heart, this stinky boy, alas, don't say it." ”

"Out of the way, I'm just talking nonsense. Seeing the old man shaking his head and sighing, with an apologetic look, Wang Zhuo smiled, he himself knew that no one would believe what he said just now.

"Good character of the lad. Hu Qingquan stepped forward to take Wang Zhuo's hand and said enthusiastically: "The old man is talking, let's go, let's go to the delicious building." ”

When the middle-aged man saw that his father and Wang Zhuo were leaving, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Dad, don't be in a hurry to leave, this time I have something to look for you." ”

"I don't want to mix your, don't disturb my appetite. Hu Qingquan didn't give him a look at all, and reprimanded him indifferently.

The middle-aged man's face was anxious, "Dad, this time it was Secretary Wang's family who had an accident, his old man was sick, let me invite you to see it, I promised others, if you don't go, what should I do?"

"Heal?"

The old man's face softened slightly.

He was very disdainful of his son's friendship with powerful people, especially in his own name, but as a doctor, someone came to seek medical treatment, and his professional ethics made him unable to refuse.

Wang Zhuo said: "Since the old man has something to do, let's leave first." ”

"How can this work!" Hu Qingquan frowned: "I, Hu Qingquan, are good at talking, and if I say that I will invite you to dinner, then I will invite you to dinner, I have never lost my words in my life, but I can't lose my trust in my old age, I don't think you have anything urgent, come with me, and when I finish my illness, we will go to dinner." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Zhuo to refuse, let Wang Zhuo follow him to the car.

When Ho Chi Minh saw that his father agreed to go with him, he didn't care about one more person, and drove towards Secretary Wang's house.

"Young man, I haven't asked for your name yet. In the car, Hu Qingquan asked.

Wang Zhuo said: "Old Hu is serious, my name is Wang Zhuo." ”

Hu Qingquan asked: "Then I will call you Wang Zhuo, where is your family, and who else is in the family?"

"JX's, I was an orphan since I was a child, I grew up with my master, my master is a Taoist priest in the mountains, and I learned some means of making a living from my master, and this time I came to Beijing City to fulfill a wish for my master. ”

"It turned out to be a master of the world. ”

When Ho Chi Minh heard this, the disdain in his eyes was even heavier, but because he had a request from his old father, he didn't say it.

What means of making a living can be learned from a Taoist priest, but it is just a trap and abduction.

Along the way, an old man and a young man chatted quite a lot, and Ho Chi Minh didn't say a word, and quickly drove the car into the compound of the municipal party committee in Shangjing City.

Ho Chi Minh parked the car, got out of the car and opened the door, and said courteously: "Dad, it's here." ”

"I have eyes, and I can see them. ”

Hu Qingquan glared at him, and under the guidance of Ho Chi Minh, the three of them walked into the No. 1 compound together.

This is a small villa, the decoration is not luxurious, it is decent, at the door, there are already people waiting in front of the door: "Hu Lao, you are finally here, please come inside." ”

Wang Zhuo followed behind without saying a word, and when he entered the villa, there were seven or eight people in the spacious living room, including traditional Chinese medicine doctors like Hu Lao, and some expert doctors in white coats, as for the rest most of them were the owners of the Wang family.

"Hu Lao is here. ”

"Elder Hu, Elder Wang's condition is a little complicated this time, you can come and take a look. ”

"Old Hu, please take a seat, please go in person. At this time, a middle-aged man walked over, with a Chinese face, with a bit of majesty, because of the reason for being in the top position, there was a kind of non-angry and self-majestic momentum, but there was a little anxiety between his eyebrows.

"Secretary Wang, you don't have to be polite, it is the duty of a doctor to treat diseases and save people. ”

"Yes, Hu Lao is right. Wang Tianhao said, and then glanced at Wang Zhuo behind him: "Who is this?"

Hu Qingquan introduced: "With you, Wang Zhuo, a young man who has just met. ”

"Oh, hello Wang Zhuo, sit casually. Wang Tianhao just nodded lightly, as a greeting.

"Thank you. ”

Wang Zhuo was neither humble nor arrogant, and really sat down on the sofa, which made many people next to him frown. In front of Secretary Wang, everyone didn't sit down, this kid sat down, do you understand the rules?

Ho Chi Minh's face was anxious, and he tried a few glances at Wang Zhuo, but Wang Zhuo pretended not to see it.

This made him so anxious that he couldn't wait to get this boy out of the way.

Hu Qingquan was also slightly surprised, shook his head helplessly, took everyone's attention away, and said, "Secretary Wang, I just came, can you tell me about the old man's condition?"