No one could have imagined that the world's famous calligraphy No.1 Incheon Tiannan bowed deeply to Bai Feng!

"Chinese culture, broad and profound, the strange girl Bai Feng, is also a tea ceremony, kendo, flower arrangement, Mahayana, is already an inviolable saint in my heart, I ...... How dare I be so disrespectful and call the Holy Maiden, just ...... I just want to see the saint and worship ......"

Although this Incheon Tiannan is said to be himself, he speaks in authentic Chinese, and chews on words and mouthfuls of ancient style, as if he loves ancient Chinese culture to the core.

"Holy Maiden?"

"Holy Maiden?"

Bai Feng and Pu Bu were all fluted, and Bai Feng's mind immediately exploded, and the reward of the system appeared again!

The Heart of the World - Sum!

Now it seems that this thing is not completely useless.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be effective against the country of the club......

Park didn't bother for a few seconds and laughed.

A sarcastic opening.

"I can't imagine that Master Incheon would admire a person who trampled on the dignity of his motherland, and he is still a woman! Well, since you don't challenge, then it's up to me to prove that the calligraphy of our Bangmao Country is the best in the world! Let me prove to the world that Baekho won your culture, but lost to our Bangmao country!"

Incheon Cheonnam sighed and shook his head slightly.

"You don't understand, but this is precisely where you are not as good as me, learning calligraphy, never used to compare the high, I write 'the road of non-action', is to hope that you can be just without desire, in calligraphy to go one level further......! I don't feel ashamed to worship someone who is stronger than myself. ”

Bai Feng nodded appreciatively, and asked with a smile towards Pu Bu.

"You're a famous prostitute, aren't you?

Poof, all the Chinese around who understand the essence of Chinese culture burst out laughing.

Park didn't understand enough and snorted.

"I'm just not enough, what's the matter? Don't you dare to compare? Or you don't know calligraphy at all?"

Bai Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Hehe, no, no, no, let's not mention calligraphy, the long scroll you wrote just now is "Yulin Ling, Cold Cicada Poignant"?"

"So what?"

"Do you know who made it?"

"Hmph, I know, this is what you Chinese people do, but so what? I can write it, and I use official scripts to write the peak! Write the peak that you Chinese people can't surpass!"

Bai Feng smiled again.

"Hehe, you're so cute, don't you know the author of this poem before you wrote it? Then let me tell you, the original author of this poem is me, Bai Feng! You use my words for commercial purposes, and you must have done it more than once, right? Excuse me, with my authorization?"

Ga......

Pu Bu was immediately dumbfounded, and looked at Bai Feng with wide eyes, in disbelief.

He just thought it was beautiful and suitable for a long scroll, but he had never studied who had done it, and he had written it many times.

"Hehe, according to international copyright protection law, your behavior can be regarded as infringement, and the punishment is ...... How much?"

Su Dechang next to him immediately showed the good quality of the dog's legs, and leaned over and said sharply.

"According to the copyright protection law, if you want to confiscate all illegal gains, you have to pay a fine of 3 to 5 times! According to the minimum fine of 3 times, you have to pay us a total of 21 million US dollars!"

21 million US dollars, equivalent to more than 100 million yuan, hearing this number, Park did not wilt immediately, and his forehead was already sweating.

Just when he wanted to get out, the mallet tyrant who had slapped him behind him and several other mallets came over and spoke with a sneer.

"You're Bai Feng, right? A chef who cooks also deserves this kind of place? Master Park, don't be afraid of this kind of person, it's only 21 million US dollars, our company will pay for you, as long as you win Bai Feng, our entire Bangmao country will support you!"

Other mallet tycoons chimed in.

"Yes, challenge Bai Feng and win her!"

"Let her know how good our mallet calligraphy is!"

"We compete with her in calligraphy!"

……

Before they were happy, a few rich Chinese people next to them also gathered around.

"Which stupid b dares to look down on Mr. Bai? It's you, right? Won't your family build a broken car? What are you arrogant about? You are richer than Mr. Bai? Hehe, you don't inquire, what is Mr. Bai's value now?"

The Chinese tyrant next to him echoed.

"Tell you, the mallet boy who makes garbage trucks, Mr. Bai's net profit of the three major branches on the first floor of the world alone exceeds 3 billion yuan every year!"

"In addition, there is the first bookstore, with an annual profit of at least more than 5 billion!"

"There is also Haoyue Video, which can make a profit of more than 12 billion yuan every year!"

"And Haoyue Animation can make a profit of more than 30 billion every year!"

"And what about comics, now that I have won the comics market, there are at least 10 billion every year!"

"There are also games, at least more than 20 billion net profits per year!"

"There are also copyrights for songs and film and television dramas, and at least more than 10 billion can be earned every year!"

"Although Mr. Bai has not entered the list of the world's richest people, I am sure that she is the only one among us who has never borrowed money from the bank! Just this is enough to throw off your family ten streets, boy! Dare to be richer than Mr. Bai? You are still a little worse, don't you just build a broken car? Although it claims to have trillions of assets, but your family can only use only 50 billion, on this point, you don't have any money yet, what kind of rich young master is pretending to be a rich second generation? md!"

……

These people are what you say to me, and Bai Feng is furious when he listens to them.

"I'm Cao, how do these people know my details, and how many assets I have, and they know how many assets I have?"

Su Dechang next to him said with a smile.

"Mr. Bai, in fact, they are undercounting, you still have our Longfeng Chengxiang Culture and Entertainment Co., Ltd., ......"

A rich Chinese man smiled and waved his hand, as if he knew Su Dechang, and sneered.

"It's not that we forgot to count the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, it's just that the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang can't make a few dollars a year, so it's completely negligible!"

"Who said that we make more than 100 million a year!"

"Cut, more than 100 million is also money?"

Ga......

Su Dechang was speechless, indeed, for these people, 100 million is about the same as a dollar in his pocket, there is no big difference.

Then, it was time for these Chinese tyrants to fight back.

"Mr. Bai, compare with them, MD, if you write a puddle of shit, we will also cheer, and a group of mallets dare to shout in front of us!"

"Compare with them!

"Yes, we will all shoot, it's a big deal to raise funds and auction at a sky-high price, so that Tai Meow is arrogant!"

……

Bai Feng smiled and just wanted to speak, but more than a dozen local tyrants came around him, and they all bowed to Bai Feng at a standard ninety degrees.

"Mr. Bai, you are the saint of our book, and we also support you!"

"Yes, we all support you!"

"Teach these mallets a lesson!"

……

Bai Feng smiled and nodded, looked at Park and asked.

"Hehe, do you dare to compare?"