"The Zhou family does not force the children and grandchildren of the Zhou family to get ahead." Ling Mo looked at everyone around him, "What they want to do, the elders of the Zhou family will not object!" ”

Ling Mo had already made a thorough understanding of the Zhou family before deciding to find the Zhou family's memory card.

Because there are secrets that they want to guard, the children who are engaged in business, politics and the army are specially selected by the Zhou family, and once they are selected, they must be loyal to the family, and as for those who are not selected, they can do whatever they want to work.

Ning Yuanlan nodded in understanding.

Soon the banquet began, because Ning Yuanlan was Ning Tianzong's granddaughter, because Old Man Zhou asked them to share a table with him.

"Grandpa, don't you know, Miss Ning's painting skills are much better than our family's Jia Yao!" After the banquet, Zhou Jiayao said to Old Man Zhou with a smile.

"Really? Shall you draw me a picture later? Old Man Zhou smiled and went back and forth towards Ning Yuanlan.

"As long as Grandpa Zhou, you don't dislike it!" Ning Yuanlan also smiled at Old Man Zhou, today he is a birthday star, and if he has opened his mouth, Ning Yuanlan is not easy to refuse.

"Of course you don't dislike it, you are not famous now, and when you become famous in the future, my paintings will be worth a lot!" Old Man Zhou said with a smile.

After the banquet was dismissed, the guests did not leave, but gathered around to watch Ning Yuanlan paint.

The easel was Zhou Jiayao's, Ning Yuanlan was sitting in front of the easel, and so many people were watching, which made her a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, just do as usual!" Ling Mo patted her on the shoulder.

Ning Yuanlan turned to look at him and nodded, taking the brush and drawing down.

Old man Zhou asked Ning Yuanlan to paint a portrait of him, and the old man had two major hobbies in his life, one was to collect famous paintings, but to enjoy others kneeling down and saluting him.

Today, he received a lot of famous paintings, and he was also bowed down by many people, and he was very satisfied.

It's just that my only regret is that there is no image of myself in the paintings in my collection.

It's rare for a little girl to be praised by Zhou Mingxu, and today he has to meet his own requirements.

Ning Yuanlan quickly entered: into a state, and after painting for a while, he forgot about the people around him who were watching him, and devoted himself to painting.

Old Man Zhou sat on the main seat in the hall of the old mansion of the Zhou family, maintaining a sitting posture, chatting with his son, grandson and great-grandson.

Ling Mo stood behind Ning Yuanlan and looked at the people of the Zhou family, they were all human spirits one by one, Ling Mo and Heng Jinghui observed all night, but they didn't see who would always have a memory card on them.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ning Yuanlan finally received the latter stroke, and this painting, from six o'clock in the evening to eleven o'clock, took five hours.

"Dad, what a masterpiece!" Zhou Mingxu's father, Zhou Hongwen, took the lead to come and see, "It is rare for the younger generation of painters to have such a level!" ”

"I'll see, I'll see!" When Old Man Zhou heard this, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards Ning Yuanlan, she quickly got up, took the stool away, and waited for Old Man Zhou to come over.

"Yes, yes!" Master Zhou stretched out his hand to mo, but he was reluctant to break it, turned around happily, and said to Ning Yuanlan with a smile, "Ning girl, you have this skill, old man, I will also give you a thumbs up!" ”