Chen Xishan instructed the waiter to take the calligraphy and painting from Wang Shen's hand and spread it out on the table.

Immediately, "Blessing is like the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan" eight elegant and free, and the beautiful characters jumped into Chen Xishan's eyes.

Just at a glance, Chen Xishan's expression became very excited, and he stretched out his trembling fingers and gently stroked the eight words, as if they were alive.

The four giants present, except for Qin Chu's deep eyes and dark expressions. The other three were stunned.

They had known the godfather for so many years, and it was the first time they had seen the godfather so emotional when he received the birthday gift.

They couldn't help but stretch their necks to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the table, and saw that the handwriting was really extraordinary. The three bigwigs couldn't help but guess that this word must have come from the hand of a certain master.

The black bat Liu Aochu and the smiling tiger Zhang Huazhong both felt a little remorseful in their hearts, knowing that the godfather liked calligraphy and painting so much, they should have asked the most famous master in China to write a piece of calligraphy as a birthday gift to the godfather.

said that Chen Xishan stared at the eight big characters excitedly for a long time. Suddenly, with a blank look, he slowly shook his head, and muttered softly, "Could it be that Master wrote it, no, this is absolutely impossible." ”

After speaking, a pair of deep and elite eyes looked at Steward Wang Shen who was standing aside, and at the same time asked in a somewhat anxious tone, "Who wrote this word?" ”

Wang Shen was a little worried, before coming here, the old lady told him, "Butler, you must tell Chen Xishan that the old guy wrote this word." ”

At this time, he was afraid that if he didn't follow what the old lady explained, the old lady would blame him if he knew.

According to the old lady's instructions, but he was afraid of upsetting the resolute godfather.

"Who wrote it?" Chen Xishan got up from his chair excitedly.

After Wang Shen was in a dilemma, he finally made up his mind. The old lady of his family treats him well, and as a heartfelt housekeeper, he should obey the old lady's orders. So he said with an open posture: "It was written by my old lady." ”

"Fart." Chen Xishan shook his gray beard and shouted.

Everyone in the room was shocked, the godfather Chen Xishan has always been calm and calm, what's wrong today?

"Who wrote it?" Chen Xishan stared at Wang Shen with a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

Wang Shen thought that the godfather was between the underworld and the white way, and if the godfather was angry and planned to kill him, it would be like crushing an ant to death.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Wang Shen's broad forehead, followed by more drops.

After Wang Shen stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he stubbornly said, "Yes, yes"

However, it was a long time, but he couldn't squeeze out the rest of the words in his throat no matter what.

Wang Shen felt that he had never been in such a difficult situation in most of his life, and he would rather walk over the red-hot charcoal fire than suffer from this.

After struggling for a while, Wang Shen almost snorted with a crying voice, "Godfather, I'm just an errand runner." If your prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, don't embarrass me. ”

However, Chen Xishan looked at Wang Shen and suddenly laughed.

Seeing this, the four bigwigs present looked at each other.

The two waiters standing with their hands hanging down had petrified expressions.

"The Godfather." Wang Shen felt that the godfather was extremely angry, so he laughed. He almost fell to his knees with a limp.

Chen Xishan patted Wang Shen heavily on the shoulder, and said with a radiant face, "Tell your old lady, I am very satisfied with the birthday gift he gave." ”

Wang Shen didn't understand why the godfather's attitude changed so much, but the godfather sent a message to let him leave, which was simply an amnesty for him, and he said excitedly, "Yes, yes." I'm going to tell my old lady. ”

After saying that, he turned around and swooped out of the room, and the people present were dumbfounded. Isn't this old butler the legendary Scud?

Chen Xishan sat down again at the top position, and he couldn't take his eyes off the eight words "Furu Donghai Shoubi Nanshan", as if he had forgotten the existence of the four business tycoons in the house.

No one dared to disturb Chen Xishan out of their voice.

After a long time, Chen Xishan got up, excused himself to be unwell, and asked the housekeeper to greet the guests first, and he wanted to go back to the room to rest.

However, a few minutes later, Chen Xishan's exclusive driver drove Chen Xishan out of the back door of the mansion.

Chen Xishan instructed the driver; "Go to Shangguan's house.

"Yes, Godfather." The driver respectfully agreed.

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Soon after Chen Xishan got into the car, Qin Chu also left the Chen family's mansion.

At this time, Yi An was driving on the highway.

Qin Chu leaned on the cushion as usual, put his long legs on the seat, and half lay on the back seat lazily.

After seeing the calligraphy and painting that read "Furu Donghai Shoubi Nanshan" at Chen Xishan's house, a sense of familiarity surged in his heart.

It wasn't until he got in the car that he remembered that the calligraphy and painting were seven or eight points similar to the one that had hung in his grandfather's study.

When he was a child, he heard his grandfather say that the calligraphy and painting were written by Yun Fengqing.

Yun Fengqing is a famous calligrapher in China. However, there are very few calligraphy works left behind during his lifetime.

There was once a wealthy foreign man who spent tens of millions of dollars to buy the calligraphy and painting hanging in his grandfather's study. Grandpa refused without hesitation. But then the calligraphy and painting were stolen.

He had always wanted to help his grandfather find it, but he still hadn't found any information about the whereabouts of the calligraphy and painting.

There are many calligraphy masters and calligraphy enthusiasts in China who are imitating Yun Fengqing's handwriting, but few people can imitate the seven or eight points.

However, the calligraphy and painting he saw in Chen Xishan's house today are very similar to the authentic works left by Yun Fengqing.

If he hadn't known that Yun Fengqing had been dead for many years, he would have thought that the words were written by Yun Fengqing himself.

I don't know who wrote it. can write as similar to Yun Fengqing.

"Boss, are you alright?" Yi An saw his boss frowning slightly from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yi'an, do you remember the calligraphy and painting that used to hang in my grandfather's study, but was stolen later?" Qin Chu asked.

"Of course I do." Yi An said without thinking.

"Today I saw a calligraphy and painting in Chen Xishan's house, which was given to Chen Xishan by Shangguan Yide's housekeeper.

I saw that the calligraphy and painting were similar to my grandfather's.

Go back, you send someone to check who the calligraphy and painting Wang Shen gave to Chen Xishan came from. ”

"Yes, boss." Yi An respectfully agreed.

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