Before he reached the eighth floor, the people in the office of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles opened their voices and shouted loudly at the top: "Little Lizi, is Yang Lao here?" ”

"Yes! Who's coming? A little girl upstairs replied sweetly.

"Well, it's his godgranddaughter Xu Xiaoli here!" The man in the office told her loudly.

What, are you Yang Lao's godgranddaughter? Wang Wenhua looked at Xu Xiaoli beside him and asked in a low voice.

"yes, what, isn't it?" Xu Xiaoli asked him with a smile.

"Like." Wang Wenhua nodded, still a little confused.

"Hehe, this old Yang is my grandfather's old colleague. That's why he called me his godgranddaughter. Xu Xiaoli explained her business, and then told Wang Wenhua, "That little plum is the little secretary that Chairman Xiu matched for him." ”

"Little secretary? Hehe, Chairman Xiu is so thoughtful! Wang Wenhua praised.

The two of them went up the stairs to the eighth floor, only to see the door of Yang Lao's office being opened, and a girl wearing the court costume of the ancient Manchu Qing Dynasty came out of the house, and when she saw Xu Xiaoli, she shouted: "Sister Xiaoli, you are here!" ”

"Is the godmaster here?"

"Yes." The girl in court costume agreed, and then turned back to the room and shouted, "Old Yang, your godgranddaughter is here!" ”

"Xiaoli, are you here?" A hoarse greeting rang out from the room.

"Hey, and me!" I saw Chairman Zhang of the Calligraphers Association loudly announcing his existence.

"Zhang Ziquan, you're here too!" I heard another greeting to Chairman Zhang.

Wang Wenhua, Chairman Zhang, and Xu Xiaoli walked quickly into Mr. Yang's office, and the old man was holding a magnifying glass, looking at a stone seal carefully, and it was estimated that which treasure appraisal agency had encountered something inaccurate and asked him to identify it.

Seeing Zhang Ziquan, Xu Xiaoli and a young man standing in front of him, the old man looked up and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"This is our new Chairman Wang, come to visit you!" Xu Xiaoli told him loudly, and then handed over a red paper bag, "Master, it's the New Year, this is a little bit of what Chairman Wang means!" ”

"What. Meaning? Where is this? The old man adhered to the principle of no merit and no benefit, and pushed the red envelope away.

"Old Yang, don't you know me? I am the deputy director of the General Office of the Beiliao Municipal Party Committee, and the director of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee once brought me to ask for words. Seeing this, Wang Wenhua hurriedly stepped forward.

"Director of the Provincial Party Committee Office? Liu Xuanzhong. When Yang Lao heard this, he immediately raised his head, "Your surname is Wang?" ”

"Yes. My name is Wang Wenhua. Elder Yang, speaking of which, you are an old friend of the office department of our party committee! With this relationship, why do you still reject me? ”

"Oh...... If so...... Little plums, put them away! As he spoke, Yang Lao put away the red envelope and handed it to Xiao Lizi.

"Ziquan, Xiaoli, you and your chairman are looking for me, is there something wrong?" Yang Lao looked at Wang Wenhua, it is estimated that he is courteous to others, and he must ask for something.

"Godmaster, our Chairman Wang, is your fan of calligraphy and painting." Xu Xiaoli and Chairman Zhang said almost in unison.

"Hehe, ask for calligraphy and painting, I don't have time. Well, these ...... hanging on the wall Pick it! Take whatever you like! "Elder Yang was very generous.

"Quick," Chairman Zhang saw Yang Lao spitting, hurriedly raised his finger and pointed to the scrolls of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, quietly tapped Wang Wenhua's arm, and reminded: "Tell me quickly, which one do you like?" I'll take it off for you right away. ”

"This one, 'Tiger Roaring Great Wall Map', is great!" Wang Wenhua's eyes scanned the wall, and at a glance he took a fancy to the picture scroll depicting the Northeast tiger roaring on the Great Wall.

"Where's the word?" Xu Xiaoli asked again.

"That's it." Wang Wenhua's hand pointed to the position by the window: "'Huifeng Hechang' and 'Majestic Ten Thousand Miles', these two banners are too imposing!" ”

"Okay!" Hearing that Wang Wenhua had chosen correctly, Chairman Zhang seemed to be familiar with the road, his eyes slipped to the corner of the wall, and when he saw the painting fork, he immediately took it in his hand and picked the painting fork on several scrolls, and these three incomparably precious works were obediently taken down from the wall and let Xu Xiaoli roll them up easily.

"Master, there are three of them. I took it! Xu Xiaoli raised the rolled scroll and prompted Yang Lao to take a look. When Yang Lao nodded, he put the scroll into the pocket he had brought with him.

"Old Yang, when will you go to Beiliao Wow?" Wang Wenhua stood respectfully in front of the old man again.

"Alas! My old friend is gone. Who am I looking for? Yang Lao thought of his old friend and dropped a few tears in remembrance.

"Godfather, my grandfather is not here, don't you still have a granddaughter?" Xu Xiaoli saw the old man's appearance, hurriedly took out a handkerchief, and wiped away the tears for the old man, "When do you want to go, make a call, and Chairman Wang and I will pick you up......"

"Uh-huh, Wang ......" The old man suddenly forgot Wang Wenhua's name, and only called out the word "Wang".

"Wang Wenhua." Wang Wenhua reminded the master.

"Uh, Wang ......" The old man still didn't hear clearly, but then his voice clearly told Wang Wenhua,

"You, the leader, are kind to us Xiaoli! She is a descendant of my old friend. Her grandfather, who is the founder of the Northern Liao Federation of Literary and Art Circles, has a high view of his descendants, and loves him for three points! ”

"Yes. Elder Yang, don't worry! Wang Wenhua expressed his attitude, and when he saw Xiao Li winking at Xu Xiaoli, he slowly retreated.

"Hehe, Xiaoli, when you get to the godmaster's house, do you have any gains?" Wang Wenhua and Xu Xiaoli walked down the stairs and saw Chairman Xiu waiting in the corridor on the seventh floor.

"Chairman Xiu, my grandfather is very generous today." Xu Xiaoli said, stretching out three fingers to Chairman Xiu. He gestured for three things.

"Well, okay! It seems that your 'godmaster' is not in vain! Chairman Xiu said with a sigh.

"Well, the old man didn't give me face, he gave face to Chairman Wang and Chairman Zhang to be so generous." Xu Xiaoli explained, "Usually, when I ask him for calligraphy and painting, he always says no!" ”

"Calligraphy and painting, if you give it away, it's worthless." Chairman Xiao went downstairs and talked about the market of calligraphy and painting, "Now some people write when they give money, and their words depreciate." A person who is as serious about learning as Yang Lao is the real big deal. ”

Going down to the first floor, turning right out of the door, Wang Wenhua saw a small restaurant with a banner, and the plaque on it was inscribed with the words "Coarse Grain Museum".

Chairman Xiu led the people in, and as soon as they entered the store, the chef and waiter greeted him: "Aunt Xiu, you are here!" ”

Chairman Xiu ushered everyone to the private room and took their seats, and then asked the cook to bring an apron and tie it around his waist, as if he was going to go down to the kitchen.