The slanting sun scattered in the study through the glass window, shining Tang Yuan's whole body golden, he held a pen in his right hand, and his left hand was behind him, his posture was as tall as a pine, and his handsome face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and sharp edges was full of seriousness and concentration.

As Tang Yuan picked up the wolf brush, a majestic grandmaster temperament began to slowly spread from Tang Yuan's body, making his figure seem to be countless times taller in an instant, which made Chen Shirou a little stunned in an instant.

Tang Yuan soaked the nib of the pen for about ten seconds, and when the state of the whole person was adjusted to the peak, Tang Yuan did not hesitate, and put the pen directly on the white rice paper, the whole process was like flowing water, without the slightest pause and hesitation in the middle, and the whole work seemed to be natural.

If you want to become a calligrapher, there are usually three stages to go.

In the first stage, through the accumulation of hard work, the calligraphy works initially reach the level of line beauty, knot beauty, chapter beauty, and ink color beauty;

In the second stage, through copying the good deeds of famous and virtuous people, we can experience the rhythm, rhythm and rhyme of the famous masters from the copying inscriptions, and finally integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools to achieve the degree of getting them in the heart and giving them to the hands;

The third stage is the process of the so-called "picking hundreds of flowers and brewing their own honey", from "going in" to "coming out", from resembling to god-like, and finally forming a distinctive personal style, unique and self-contained.

Now Chen Shirou has completed the first stage, initially reached the level of entering the house, and is currently in the second stage, in this stage, she needs to copy a large number of famous inscriptions, understand and master a large number of famous pen styles, and lay a solid foundation for the impact of the third stage.

Of course, 99% of writers in this world may never be able to break the shackles of the third stage and never form their own style.

With only a few dozen words, Tang Yuan didn't take three minutes in total to rewrite the prose poem that Chen Shirou had just written.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

Chen Shirou looked at the calligraphy works written by Tang Yuan, and then thought of the smug and complacent appearance she had just had, and suddenly felt a faint sense of self-esteem.

The huge gap like a chasm is really too big.

"Brother Tang, can you give me this painting?"

Chen Shirou flashed her big smart and innocent eyes, and looked at Tang Yuan expectantly and asked.

"Yes."

"If you like it, then I'll give it to you."

When Tang Yuan heard this, he responded with a smile.

This calligraphy work is different from the calligraphy works that Tang Yuan gave to Huang Xi and others in the past, this work has neither a signature nor a private seal, it can only be regarded as his casual work, and it is given to Chen Shirou as a gift, after all, it is Chen Song's own granddaughter, and it is normal to have some preferential treatment.

"Thank you, Brother Tang!"

"Don't worry, I'll treasure it!"

Chen Shirou saw that Tang Yuan agreed, and the whole person was a little excited.

"It's not a treasure, if only you could get something out of it." Tang Yuan put the wolf brush back on the pen holder, and said with a smile: "If you have any questions in the future, you can contact me on WeChat, and we can communicate at any time." ”

"Okay, okay."

"Brother Tang, it's almost noon, do you want to stay and finish lunch before leaving?"

Chen Shirou saw that Tang Yuan had the intention of leaving, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to stay.

"I have an appointment at noon, so I won't stay for dinner, if you have the opportunity to come to Zhonghai in the future, I will arrange for you."

Tang Yuan walked towards the outside of the study and said to Chen Shirou.

The two talked and laughed, Chen Shirou quickly sent Tang Yuan to the door, and then Tang Yuan took a Mercedes-Benz Pullman S680, and under Chen Shirou's eyes, he gradually drove away from the Chen family's house and returned to the Park Hyatt Hotel in Hangzhou.

……

Twenty minutes later, Tang Yuan returned to the presidential suite.

In the direction of the bathroom, the sound of flowing water is faint.

"Chu Chu, I'm back."

In order to avoid frightening Su Chuchu, Tang Yuan came to the vicinity of the bathroom and took the initiative to signal inside.

The sound of flowing water paused, and then Su Chuchu's voice came out from inside: "You take a little rest, I'll finish washing soon." ”

"You wash slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"When you're done, we'll go downstairs for dinner."

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he walked straight towards the living room.

Today, there is no cloud, the sun is just right, you can see the sparkling Qiantang River scenery through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and as far as the eye can see, the sand gulls are flying and gathering, the water and the sky are the same color, which looks very refreshing.

"Buzz ......"

Tang Yuan sat on the sofa and looked at the scenery for a while, when his mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, only to see that the call was an unfamiliar number, compared to the krypton gold numbers in Tang Yuan's mobile phone, which were often tail numbers of five or six times, although this unfamiliar number looked much simpler, but the combination of numbers was very orderly, and at a casual glance, you could remember this number firmly.

Thinking back to the conversation he had just had in the Chen family's old mansion, Tang Yuan pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone and silently waited for the other party to speak first.

"Hello, is it Mr. Tang Yuan?"

As the phone was connected, a neutral voice soon came from the other side of the phone.

"I'm Tang Yuan, may I ask who you are?"

Tang Yuan answered, and then asked him rhetorically.

"Mr. Tang, I am Shen Wenxu, Secretary General of Zhejiang Province, and Mr. Chen just called me, saying that you intend to start an investment project with a total amount of 50 billion yuan in Zhejiang Province, and I will contact you immediately after I get the news."

After the other party confirmed Tang Yuan's identity, his voice suddenly became much more enthusiastic, first introducing his identity, and then explaining the way he came.

Tang Yuan didn't expect Chen Song's efficiency to be so high, from the time he left the Chen family's mansion to the time he returned to the hotel, it took less than an hour in the middle, and Shen Wenxu called on the phone, which shows that even if Chen Song has abdicated for several years, his influence is still extraordinary.

Tang Yuan thought so in his heart, and Shen Wenxu immediately said: "Mr. Tang, such an important investment project, it is difficult for us to make it clear on the phone, I wonder if you can have time tonight, let's find a place to talk?" ”

"Okay."

"Secretary-General Shen, you can decide the time and place, I will go to the banquet on time."

When Tang Yuan heard this, he responded directly without thinking about it.

This kind of thing must be discussed face-to-face, and it is related to 50 billion industrial investment, it must not just be Shen Wenxu to talk to him, because economic development is not Shen Wenxu's job, he can only play a role as a link in this matter, and the person who can really decide to make a decision with Tang Yuan must at least be at the permanent deputy level to have this qualification.

After Shen Wenxu learned about this kind of thing, he must have reported it to the above as soon as possible, so tonight's protagonist must be someone else.

"Mr. Tang, then let's have an interview at six o'clock tonight at the West Lake State Guesthouse?"

"Secretary General Shen, I will go to the banquet on time."

"Okay, Mr. Tang, then we'll see you in the evening."

"See you in the evening."

(End of chapter)