In the busy morning, Tang Dou had not finished meeting Douglas, and waves of guests came to the door one after another, facing various reasons to please him, Tang Dou was really annoyed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Dou couldn't help but grin secretly, it turned out that managing a huge Qian enterprise was even more cumbersome than managing a country......

This is not good, everything must be done personally, manpower is limited after all, and if it goes on like this, it will be chaotic sooner or later.

Tang Dou not only served as the emperor himself, but also built the country's political power system for Qin Shi Huang and Zhu Yuanzhang, but whether he was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty or helped Qin Shi Huang and Zhu Yuanzhang fight the country, basically he was in charge, and there were specific people to do specific things, and he only needed to set things right at a critical moment.

At this time, Tang Dou's mind was thinking about whether to apply the model of managing the country to manage the Qian enterprise, and hand over the Qian enterprise to a few trustworthy people to manage, but this idea had to be discussed with Qian Cihang.

Qian Cihang woke up near noon, Tang Dou told Qian Cihang what he had done this morning, and also told Qian Cihang what he thought.

Qian Cihang smiled and waved his hand at Tang Dou: "That's your business, I don't care." Come, while it's time for lunch, tell me about Wang Xizhi again, how did you get Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface"? ”

Tang Dou has a black line, didn't this old man say that he wanted to help me do more, why is it my business now?

At such a big age, can we still count when we speak?

However, Qian Cihang's interest now has obviously shifted to Tang Dou's dominance in ancient times, he looked at Tang Dou with a black line and smiled, flattered Tang Dou with a little dish, and urged Tang Dou: "What kind of god is the stinky boy, you are still young, you have time, but your godfather has already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, so you can't help your godfather share a little more, so that your godfather can live happily in the last few years?" ”

Tang Dou was speechless......

No, if you want to help Qian Qianqian up immediately, even if you make a little more effort behind your back, it will be much better than the current situation.

Eating lunch and talking about how he got the "Lanting Collection Preface" from Wang Xizhi, although Tang Dou did not focus on his role in this matter, but the wise Qian Cihang still heard some articles from the facts told by Tang Dou, and he never expected that the "Lanting Collection Preface" was forced out by Tang Dou.

Before the meal was finished, Qian Cihang took Tang Dou to the study with great interest, and asked Tang Dou to show him Mobao.

Qian Cihang didn't believe the story told by Tang Dou, but this kid was able to force Wang Xizhi to the point that he almost didn't write a preface to the Lanting poetry collection, doesn't this mean that this kid's calligraphy attainments have surpassed that of the sage Wang Xizhi?

How is this possible?

Anyway, if you don't see it with your own eyes, Qian Cihang is a little skeptical.

Ink is the best Hui ink, and paper is the best rice paper.

Tang Dou was speechless and looked at Qian Cihang and asked, "Godfather, what do you want me to write?" ”

Qian Cihang stood opposite the bookcase, looked at Tang Dou and said, "Just do whatever you want." ”

Qian Cihang knew that when a literati and ink artist created a work, he should not force him to create any kind of work, only if he was free, there would be a real masterpiece.

Tang Dou smiled, selected a brush dipped in thick ink, and was about to put down the pen, when the door of the study was gently knocked.

The interrupted father and son looked at the door, and Qian Cihang said expressionlessly at the door, "Come in." ”

Pushing the door in was Baron Harry, Baron Harry didn't know that he was interrupting Qian Cihang's interest, he smiled and bowed slightly to Qian Cihang and Tang Dou, and reported: "Mr. Qian, Mr. Tang, President Pion of Unilever is waiting to meet you." ”

"Let him go back, tell everyone, let them all go back what they should do, I haven't seen anyone for the past few days." Qian Cihang waved at Baron Harry expressionlessly.

Tang Dou smiled, and quickly wrote four big characters on the rice paper.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qian Cihang saw Tang Dou make a move, and hurriedly turned his head to ignore Baron Harry.

Baron Harry grinned secretly, tiptoed back, and closed the door gently.

Qian Cihang saw the four big characters that Tang Dou wrote on the rice paper with a splash of ink, and couldn't help but scold: "Stinky boy, you are fooling me like this? ”

Tang Dou wrote the last word, put away his pen and looked at Qian Cihang and said seriously: "Godfather, you are unreasonable again, I asked you what words you want to write just now, you can just say it yourself." ”

"Stinky boy, I'm just letting you do whatever you want, not letting you write to me as you like." Qian Cihang scolded in his mouth, but he had already bypassed the bookcase, ready to appreciate the four big characters of 'just do what you want' written by Tang Dou.

Tang Dou laughed, replaced a small wolf hair, stood in place and pondered for a while, dipped in thick ink, and wrote under the four big characters of the dragon and snake.

Qian Cihang saw that Tang Dou had not completed this work, so he hurriedly stopped behind Tang Dou and quietly watched the wolf in Tang Dou's hand jumping on the rice paper as lightly as a butterfly wearing flowers.

Don't force everything to do,

Why bother with cunning?

Always be content with three meals a day,

You can get it in a good way.

Don't be jealous of the red dust and many colors,

When will life be off?

Feel free to follow the way of heaven,

Half a roll of red dust and half a roll of sorrow.

Is there no regret in a hundred years of life?

Have a clear conscience.

Tang Dou put away the pen, Qian Cihang applauded and laughed: "Okay, well written, a good sentence to follow the way of heaven at will, half a roll of red dust and half a volume of sorrow." A good sentence, is there no regret in a hundred years of life? Have a clear conscience. Stinky boy, you have embarrassed the old man, the old man has lived a long time, and he has not lived as open-minded as you. ”

Tang Dou grinned and hugged Qian Cihang's arm: "Godfather, your achievements are coveted by everyone in this world and beyond their reach, life goals are different, as long as you look back for a hundred years with a clear conscience, it is enough." ”

Qian Cihang smiled and stood in the position where Tang Dou let go, looked down and admired Tang Dou's calligraphy work, but said with a lost voice: "But my body is stained with copper smell, and I can't wash it off." ”

Tang Dou smiled and rubbed his arm on Qian Cihang's body: "Then I'll also dip some." ”

"Stinky boy", Qian Cihang unceremoniously slapped Tang Dou, and then laughed out loud.

Except for this stinky boy, no one dares to talk to Qian Cihang like this, with this stinky boy, Qian Cihang seems to feel that he has returned to his youth.

Qian Cihang carefully admired Tang Dou's words, looked up at Tang Dou and said with a smile: "I forced Wang Xizhi to write the "Lanting Collection Preface", and this time I believe it.

Tang Dou stretched out his hand and touched his nose and said, "You just didn't believe in your feelings." ”

Qian Cihang laughed and slapped Tang Dou again, grabbed him and sat down directly on the sofa, and couldn't wait to say: "Stinky boy, hurry up and tell me what happened next......

"Next, there's no next." Tang Dou said with a sad face.

"How could there be no next, and how did you get the "Lanting Collection Preface" without the next?" Qian Cihang's eyes widened.

Tang Dou smiled, looked at Qian Cihang and said: "Next, Xie An took a glass of water and a glass of wine to relieve me, but this goods handed me the wine glass, I thought it was water, and I got bored after a sip, and as a result, I was drunk......"

"Huh?" Qian Cihang was dumbfounded, and then, Qian Cihang couldn't help laughing.