Wu Yan didn't notice Wu Cheng's provocative gaze, and was talking to Zhao Yuan in a low voice.

"It's a coincidence, what Sun Mingwen sent is actually a painting, or Mr. Mengqu's work. Wu Yan frowned slightly, and his expression was solemn.

Zhao Yuan was surprised: "You still know Mr. Mengqu, I thought you knew about pickling girls." ”

Wu Yan was unhappy: "Do you think that picking up girls is a simple matter? To pick up girls, you must be proficient in all aspects of knowledge, so that you can start from the topics that the girl is interested in and talk to her together." Although I can't appreciate calligraphy and painting, I still understand some relevant knowledge, otherwise how can I pretend to be a literary youth to get close to the little fresh girl?"

"You cow!" Zhao Yuan gave a thumbs up, with a look of admiration, turning the pickled girl into a motivation to study, and there was no one left.

"Seriously, I was almost led astray by you. Wu Yan whispered: "With my understanding of Wu Cheng, he will definitely provoke you with words later, and let you also give you a birthday gift." Once your birthday gift is not as good as Sun Mingwen, he will definitely be sneering. Third brother, how is your painting? Can it compare to Mr. Mengqu's work? Why don't we exchange it for a gift? I asked Fei Fei to quickly bring in the statue of Medicine Buddha, and you can give it to my grandfather as a gift. ”

Zhao Yuan was stunned: "Isn't the Medicine Buddha statue a birthday gift prepared by you?

Wu Yan replied, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get this Medicine Buddha statue." The top priority is to save face for you, and don't let Wu Cheng's treacherous plan succeed. As for what I send, isn't it still the medicinal wine and the incense and the male wind pill you gave me. ”

Zhao Yuan was a little moved in his heart, and Wu Yan was willing to give him the statue of Medicine Master Buddha, indicating that he really regarded him as a brother.

He smiled and said, "Okay, you might as well keep the Medicine Buddha statue for yourself and give it to your grandfather." This painting of mine is no worse than that of Mr. Monqu. ”

"Really?" Wu Yan asked.

"Really. Zhao Yuan nodded.

Although he trusts Zhao Yuan, Wu Yan is still a little worried, Mr. Mengqu is a first-class painter in China!

Zhao Yuan is full of confidence.

Just kidding, his painting was created with Wu Peng's painting skills, both in terms of technology and artistic conception, on this picture of the pine crane extending its life!

The most important thing is that his paintings can also stimulate the potential and vitality of the human body! Not to mention this picture of the pine crane prolonging the life, even if it is Mr. Mengqu's best work, it does not have this effect!

If Wu Cheng doesn't stir up trouble, it's just that, if he provokes trouble, he will be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face!

The conversation between the two was very quiet, and Wu Cheng only saw them talking to each other, but he didn't know what they said, he just thought that they were shocked by Sun Mingwen's birthday gift.

He smiled and said secretly: "Wu Yan, Wu Yan, even if you, a friend, make three billion dollars by selling ginseng, what can you do? The birthday gift he gave can still beat Sun Mingwen? Hey, wait, later, I can mock this matter." has earned three billion, but he has not given a decent birthday gift. I believe that grandpa will be very angry when he hears this!"

Wu Cheng was extremely proud at this time, because he could see that Wu Shouqing liked this picture of the pine crane very much.

Wu Shouqing stood up as soon as he saw the picture of Songhe's longevity, carefully took the scroll and held it in his hand, and sighed while looking at it carefully: "It is worthy of Mr. Mengqu's work, this painting is simply amazing." The proud pine and the smart crane seem to come to life under his pen! Good, good, good, little grandson, you have a heart. ”

Sun Mingwen was proud in his heart, but he was polite: "Grandpa Wu is polite, you are a senior in the industry and my idol." It is my honor to be able to see this little birthday gift of mine in your eyes. ”

"This is not a small birthday gift!" Wu Shouqing shook his head with a smile and glanced at Sun Mingwen meaningfully. He was well aware of the Sun family's plans, but he didn't want to cooperate with the Sun family. Because he knew very well that the Sun family was fighting the few unique secret recipes in his hands from beginning to end. Cooperating with the Sun family is undoubtedly a plot with the tiger.

Although he is old, he is not confused, and some things are more thorough than usual.

Although he knew that the Sun family had bad intentions, he did not refuse Sun Mingwen's birthday gift. On the one hand, the two families have not yet torn their faces, and on the other hand, they are cheap and do not take advantage of nothing.

He turned around and beckoned to a few old friends in the lounge: "Mr. Mengqu's works, don't you come to taste them?"

Several other old men in the lounge put down the fragrant tea in their hands and came over one after another, surrounding the pine crane longevity map, appreciating and praising at the same time. Although the conception of this picture is a bit cliché, it is better than the excellent painting work, and it is still a good work.

And Wu Cheng really did as Wu Yan said, and began to squeeze them: "Cousin Wu Yan, what about your friend's birthday gift? He won't come empty-handed, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Wu Shouqing and others were immediately drawn from the Songhe Longevity Chart to Zhao Yuan.

Not to mention, Zhao Yuan was empty-handed, and it really didn't look like he had brought any congratulatory gifts.

Wu Shouqing helped to relieve the siege and said: "Just let people come, it doesn't matter if you are polite or not." ”

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Wu Cheng said that he laughed, I came to congratulate Grandpa Wu on his birthday, how could he come empty-handed? ”

Wu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I don't know which famous artist it came from?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head and said: "It's not a famous work, but a painting by my own hands." ”

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to be proficient in painting, can you take out the painting now, let us get some grandpa's light, and appreciate your masterpieces." ”

Wu Cheng was very polite on his lips, but he was already laughing wildly in his heart.

"Haha, you actually sent the painting too? And you painted it yourself? You are obviously dying! No matter how good your painting is, it can be better than Mr. Mengqu? Wait a minute, you take out the painting, see how I come to hit you in the face! And Wu Yan, don't think I don't know, you called Zhao Yuan here to show off your connections. I'll let grandpa know later, although you know Zhao Yuan, but the other party doesn't take you seriously at all!

He was a little worried about what precious treasures Zhao Yuan would give away, but now he was completely relieved.

Zhao Yuan beckoned to the bone girl, who immediately understood what he meant and handed him the briefcase. Under the cover of the briefcase, Zhao Yuan opened the ring and took out the painting with the ink not dry.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan's painting was not framed, the corners of Wu Cheng's mouth had already raised a sneer. After seeing the specific appearance of the painting, he laughed wildly in his heart.

However, on his face, he pretended to be full of righteous indignation, and angrily rebuked: "Mr. Zhao, this is the autograph you want to give to my grandfather? What are you kidding! Even if it is a three-year-old child's graffiti, it is better than it! Are you giving a birthday gift, or do you want to insult my grandfather and my Wu family?"

(End of chapter)