In the Xu family of Yandu, Xu Changqing has dropped a full seventeen porcelains, which is equivalent to the market price, about four or five million pieces.

From this, it is enough to get a glimpse of Xu Changqing's monstrous anger.

Mo Yuan hung his head, and his face was vaguely sad.

"That's what the anti-bone boy really said!" Xu Changqing walked up to Mo Yuan and spit out coldly.

Mo Yuan was silent and nodded.

At the birthday banquet some time ago, Xu Changqing was still in front of so many people, sneering that Xu An would not do anything in his life, but now, he was slapped in the face and slapped with blood.

"A waste, it's going to be the other way around, and it's going to be a game to frame my family!"

Mo Yuan raised his head, his tone was bitter, "He seems to know about the third child." ”

Xu Changqing only gave birth to three sons, and Xu Aoyuan was the third.

Hearing this, Xu Changqing's face turned pale, stopped his fiery movements, and lay on the mahogany chair leisurely, panting.

"Did you find out? What hole cards does that little waste have, it's big enough to face the Xu family. ”

"Miss Hong San is helping him."

"Tell the Hong family if one billion is enough."

Mo Yuan shook his head, "It shouldn't be useless, this Miss Hong San and Xu An seem to have another layer of relationship in it, as for what the relationship is, I haven't found out yet." ”

"What else?"

"Los Angeles Boxing Stadium is his industry."

Xu Changqing sneered, "You can leave this alone, is there anything else?" ”

Mo Yuan lowered his head, "There are probably only so many things I can find, and as for the others, it will take a little time." ”

"Mo Lao, if it is a last resort, I hope you don't care about the old feelings, do it for the Xu family, and get rid of Xu An." Xu Changqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's expression was bitter, "The head of the family...... Got it. ”

Xu Yuehai dragged a suitcase and walked out of the Xu family's compound crying, with a handful of snot and tears, how pitiful and pitiful it was.

"Louder, the old man won't hear!" Xu Aofeng followed behind, constantly urging.

So Xu Yuehai howled and simply screamed.

It's a pity that Xu Changqing didn't come out again, and it seems that he has made up his mind to drive this unfortunate thing to a small company in a remote city, and there is no one to worship.

"When will you earn back 10 billion, and when will you come back!"

Xu Yuehai is destined to have no chance with Yan in this life, and those bright days are gone.

"The third child, this is the seventh child of the Xu family that you are desperately helping out, he is very powerful, and he knows how to do things for his family." Xu Zhenxiao's voice was cold, as the leader of the six sons of the Xu family, this slap also hit him in the face.

Xu Poyue didn't respond, his eyes were a little dazed, and in his memory, the taciturn old seven seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Los Angeles Underground Boxing Stadium.

Xu Chao pulled a piece of steak, and found that his fingers were incapacitated, so he simply poked it up with a fork and sent it to his mouth to chew.

The third master picked his nose very inappropriately, and then rubbed his hands quietly.

"Third master, where are you eating!"

"Oh, you eat, I don't eat."

Xu Chao was tasteless, and after taking two more bites of the steak, he exhaled and lay down on the sofa.

"Third master, what kind of person is this Guan Fulong?" Xu Chao asked.

Under Xu An's seat, the three reckless men, Yue Husheng and Xi Sanye all knew each other, and there was still one Guan Fulong left, and I heard that he was going to come to Los Angeles today.

"A calf with an iron head, at that time, I wanted to talk to Brother Wolf, Brother Wolf was not interesting to him, so he said that you smashed a thousand watermelons with your head on a dog day, and I will accept you, but I didn't expect Guan Fulong's calf to really buy a thousand watermelons, and in front of Brother Wolf, they were smashed one by one. At that time, I was two people, eating watermelon and cheering for him. Lao Guan, he is a good person, if it weren't for the difficulty at home, he wouldn't have taken this road. ”

The road is a dark road, and Xu An's shady business depends on the three of them.

Guan Fulong obviously thought differently from Xu Chao, wearing a slightly shabby hemp shirt, cloth shoes and trousers, if he didn't know his identity, he really thought that a melon farmer had entered the city.

"Tiger calf, three calves, this must be the master." Guan Fulong greeted warmly.

After the greeting, Guan Fulong's face changed and he walked in front of Xu An.

"Brother Wolf, invitation, from the Seven Cities Club, this time in Longgang."

The Seven Cities Association refers to the area south of the Lion Pass, the most prosperous seven cities, at that time, the underground faucets of the seven cities will gather together to discuss various interests distribution matters, and when the two sides reach a stalemate, they will also use fists to solve it. Of course, behind these underground faucets, there is usually a big family supporting them, such as Xu An's Yuanzhao Company, and now on the bright side, it is the Yandu Hong family.

However, the invitation card of the Seven Cities Club has always been given to Yue Husheng, and this time, Xu An's name was actually written.

"The Xu family moved." Xu An sneered.

He understood that Xu Changqing would not give him any chance to take off at all, but now that the Xu family is in an eventful situation, he will not dare to offend the Hong family on the surface, so he can only make a stumbling block behind his back.

There are still a few days before the Seven Cities Meeting, Xu An assigned the recent tasks and pulled down the third master alone.

"Brother Wolf, don't I have to work, Third Master?" The third master pointed at himself suspiciously.

", you come with me to Longgang!"

......

Today's Qingcheng Hotel is very lively, I heard that it hosted a calligraphy competition in the province, and even Mr. Wang Yuanzhi, a well-known calligrapher, will also come to the scene.

Chen Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, after a few days and nights of hard work, this event was finally completed, and when the time came, the reputation of Qingcheng Hotel would definitely be publicized.

"Mr. Wang Yuanzhi is here!" I don't know who shouted.

The reporters outside the hotel instantly crowded and surrounded the Mercedes-Benz cars that happened to drive over.

Chen Weiwei was shocked, and hurriedly asked people to disperse the reporter and welcomed Wang Yuanzhi into the hotel.

Wang Yuanzhi frowned, he has never liked to be too high-profile, people who engage in art should be more restrained.

"Mr. Wang, I've been waiting for a long time, come with me." Chen Weiwei spoke politely.

Perhaps it was Chen Weiwei's good attitude that made Wang Yuanzhi's face a little relieved, nodded, followed Chen Weiwei, and walked into the hotel.

This calligraphy competition is not a ghostly drawing competition for elementary and middle school students, but a serious competition, and it is said that the prize money is as high as 300,000 yuan.

As for the sponsors, it is naturally the Qingcheng Hotel.

The rules of the calligraphy competition are made by Wang Yuanzhi on the spot, and of course, the final judgment is also judged by Wang Yuanzhi and several highly respected calligraphy masters.

Xu An held a pot of old chicken soup and looked at Chen Weiwei in the arena helplessly.

It's so busy that it's dark, so you might as well come out for a drink.

I don't know that my own business can't be done. Xu An thought strangely.

On the field, Wang Yuanzhi walked around, watched many contestants' practice pen, and sighed.

Most of them are tangible and godless, or they are spirited, but they can't be formed.

Calligraphy is about three autumn years of hard practice, in order to be able to do it in one go, these people, there are too many vassal and elegant people.

Xu An even saw a bald man writing while picking his feet.

What is this, it's not as good as me, I won the seventh place in the calligraphy master that year, of course, there are a total of eight participants.

However, calligraphy is easy to have different strokes depending on the mood.

Wang Yuanzhi walked around, his face was quite disappointed, and because of his identity, he had to sit down slowly.

"Elder Wang, please ask the question." An old man next to him spoke flatteringly.

Wang Yuanzhi is not just calligraphy, I heard that there is a son-in-law, but he is a child of the three families of Yandu.

In response, Wang Yuanzhi nodded lightly, and then spoke, "The ancients are elegant and arrogant, this feeling is really rare, and I and other descendants should be like this." Therefore, I will make a couplet, you can write on the next couplet, on the rice paper, so that Wang can look at it and then make a decision. ”

"Elder Wang, please ask the question."

Wang Yuanzhi coughed a few times, "Young dreams, traveling far away, looking up to the sky and laughing at the sky in my dreams." ”

This pair clearly expresses Wang Yuanzhi's state of mind, the dream of his youth is the most beautiful, and he is a metaphor for these people under the arena, don't waste calligraphy, and go to the next level.

Xu An, who was outside the arena, where did he have time to guess the old man's thoughts, but he felt that Chen Weiwei had not been idle for so long, and she was too busy.

I'm going to the ring in the afternoon.

Simply, Xu An ran into the arena, grabbed a brush, picked up a piece of rice paper, and wrote it with the help of learning calligraphy.

"Old chicken soup, remember to drink it, there is still a big pot when you go home."

In the end, I was afraid that Chen Weiwei would not know, and she left her name extremely boldly - Xu An.