Seeing Zhao Yongsheng feeling so guilty and blaming himself, Zhong Yue was embarrassed to hide it anymore, and said: "Old Zhao, you really don't have to be like this, to tell the truth, even if it is not for your support, after "Huangjiu Post", I will put my pen on hold." ”

"Ah, why?" Zhao Yongsheng was a little puzzled when he heard Zhong Yue say this, he thought that he had single-handedly caused such an ending and ruined a good calligraphy seedling, so he came over to take the blame, and when he heard Zhong Yue's words, he was a little surprised, "You don't have to comfort the old man." ”

Zhong Yue said: "The way of calligraphy is difficult and dangerous, as you said, it is good to be a late bloomer, and with the pearl and jade of "Huangjiu Post" in front, if I want to keep improving, it will be even more difficult." Now the reputation is a little, if you are obsessed with giving people the inscription, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to do it. Although I am self-aware, I am worried that it will be difficult to excuse myself sometimes, so I simply try to be cruel to myself, which is why I have nothing to do with you.

On the contrary, it is you who are willing to damage your reputation for me, so I will take this opportunity to attach Professor Liu Tong's ideas to the opportunity, which can be regarded as a smooth sailing, so if the calligraphy atmosphere in East China has changed in the future, it all depends on Zhao Lao's support today. ”

Zhong Yue got up and bowed to Zhao Yongsheng, no matter what Zhao Yongsheng's purpose was, but he could pave the way for him at the expense of his reputation, such a senior was worthy of his worship.

The people around him couldn't stand it anymore when they saw Zhong Yue standing up and making a move.

"Waiter, can you allow rehearsals in your café to disturb other customers?"

The little girl with the coffee pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, I'll deal with it." ”

The little sister wiped away her tears, and when she thought of going to see the fierce old man again, she looked aggrieved. Seeing the boy who had just cleared the siege for her, she had to bow down to the old man, this ......

She walked over tremblingly, brought the coffee to Zhong Yue and Zhao Yongsheng, and put it down, "You two, please use it slowly." ”

"Well, thank you. ”

The little girl hugged the tray and stammered: "Two, just now a customer reported that you two are rehearsing the opera, and you have disturbed them, please ...... A little bit ......"

Zhao Yongsheng raised his eyebrows, "Who rehearsed the opera? What do you mean?" The old man had a little gap with this eventful little girl before, and now he came to rehearse the drama sourly?

The little girl glanced at Zhao Yongsheng aggrievedly, "No, it's other customers......"

"Okay, we got it. Zhong Yue hurriedly gave the little girl a look, which meant that he didn't want to explain.

Zhao Yongsheng looked at the little girl's back and muttered a few words, "This little girl, why does her mouth owe so much?"

"Old Zhao, if you invite me out, won't you just apologize to me, then you really can't afford it. ”

"Nope. I have another reluctant invitation to come this time. ”

"Reluctantly?"

Zhao Yongsheng nodded and said: "Since you have already intended to advocate the East China Calligraphy and Painting Alliance, you are the initiator, I sincerely invite you to hold a speech at Gome this time." As for how well you can make this alliance, it depends on your ability, and it depends on whether Zhong Buqi is a fist or a trick. ”

"I? It's not suitable, after all, I'm just a student myself. ”

"Don't be presumptuous. I heard Lao Qian say, when you have dinner in the Indian Society, you can talk and laugh in front of those elders, and those old feudals all raise their glasses to you, why, in the face of these peers, you can't control the situation?"

Zhong Yue said: "Can that be the same? That time it was at a dinner, and this time you were talking about a speech." ”

"It's easy to do, you go to Gome's cafeteria to talk about it. ”

The corners of Zhong Yue's mouth were crooked, can you pull a little more.

Zhao Yongsheng didn't have that trace of guilt, and saw that what Zhong Yue was going to do coincided with the goal he was willing to pave the way to achieve before, and he was in a good mood and joked.

"Zhong Yue, this is different from kung fu on paper, this alliance really wants to provoke the beam, and it needs a lot of people to help you, and what I can do for you is to provide such a platform, otherwise you go to the society to recruit people, think about it, how difficult is this?"

Zhong Yue said: "Okay, then I'll prepare, and if it's ready, I'll let you know." ”

"Good. I hope that when the time comes, you will be able to make the students of Gome stand in the same trench as you. ”

"Hmm. Zhong Yue glanced at the vibrating mobile phone, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." ”

Zhao Yongsheng got up and said, "That's okay, let's do this first, I'm done with the matter, let's go first." ”

"Okay, then you go slowly. Zhong Yue looked at Zhao Yongsheng and the little waiter "scuffling" together, looking like he couldn't cry or laugh, it's not that they don't meet.

"Hey. ”

"It's me, Ma Feng. ”

"Is there anything wrong with Mr. Ma?"

"Where are you, there are couriers. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, "Express, oh, I'm having coffee here on Gushan Road." ”

"Hmm. Ma Feng hung up the phone coldly. Below the printing agency, Ma Feng threw the courier on the co-pilot, looking unhappy, "It's a kind! Let Lao Tzu be the courier, do it!"

……

Fifteen minutes later, Zhong Yue saw Ma Feng, who was in a hurry, rushing into the café.

"In the future, please Mr. Zhong don't send the courier to the Printing Society again, you are not from our Printing Society, so it is convenient to do this, and once again, we will directly refuse the visa!"

"It's really troublesome Mr. Ma. Zhong Yue said with some embarrassment. He also wondered who sent it if he didn't buy anything online.

Ma Feng snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

Zhong Yue stopped, "Mr. Ma, can you sit down and have a cup of coffee?"

Ma Feng said lightly: "There is still something to do in the Indian Society. ”

"Then I take the liberty of asking, may I ask where the old Mr. Qiu Wenzhen of your society lives?"

Ma Feng sneered: "Qiu Lao has not seen outsiders for ten years, and he has no contact with the Indian Society. ”

"He doesn't have a good relationship with your society?"

"The letters of appointment were sent to his house, if it weren't for the fame of the previous president, it is estimated that this letter of appointment may not be able to enter the door of the enemy's family. ”

"Isn't that a good thing to see?"

The corners of Ma Feng's mouth twitched, "Qiu Lao regards fame and fortune into the clouds, he has been obsessed with governing India for decades, and he is the first knife in Zhejiang, and no one is out of the right." This time, I took advantage of this grand event to let Qiu Lao go out of the mountain to say a few words, but our people were directly blasted out by him. You don't know each other, you don't have a relationship, and you probably won't be able to meet each other. ”

"Do you have an address? ”

Ma Feng saw Zhong Yue's unrelenting appearance and said with a smile: "You really have no taboos?" ”

He took a note from the inner pocket of his suit, wrote down the address with a pen, and placed it on the table.

"I've reminded you. ”

"It doesn't matter, even if it's closed. ”

Ma Feng crossed his waist, "I mean, don't send it to me next time!"