Chapter 2967

"Can you play chess?" Zhuang Shushi's confession, in my memory, I have never seen this guy get involved in this kind of thing.

"I look down on people. Let's play a game when we go back. Whoever loses will take off his clothes."

"Go away..."

Just then, Wang Peng came back. His face was a little complicated. Looking at Lin Fengman, he apologized and said, "I'm sorry, brother. I thought Mr. Dai knew Miss Gong..."

"There's no need to explain. I know it. I don't need her to reward me. Why do I care so much?" Lin Feng waved his hand and interrupted him.

"I know that this time you are embarrassed by your brother. You'd better come in with me. I still have this thin face." Wang Peng sincerely invited me again.

"No, I won't join in the fun. It's boring." Lin Feng refused.

"Well, I won't go in either. There's just an activity. I'd like to have a look with you."

Lin Feng looks at Zhuang's poems. She nods slightly. She is really uncomfortable sitting here. It's better to get up and walk.

It happened that they had eaten almost as much as they did. They killed the Hailong egg in one bite. They followed Wang Peng down to the first floor.

The calligraphy competition is going on like tea. As the boss of the company, Wang Peng is surrounded by a group of people as soon as he appears.

"Master Yan, hard work!" Wang Peng walked into the thickest crowd, and the crowd automatically separated the road for him to enter.

Inside was an old man with long hair and long beard in a long robe. He was writing with a big fist brush in his hand. It looked like that.

Master Yan, a calm master, glanced at him and finished the last word in one breath. Then he stood up and shook hands with him.

"What is this matter? Today I just want to communicate with you!" Master Yan said casually, showing free and easy.

"This is my brother Lin Feng, and this is sister Zhuang Shushi!" Wang Peng introduced him.

"Well." Master Yan glanced at it, but he answered it lightly. It's a greeting. Master, they all have personality.

"Ha ha, master Yan, please be busy first, and I won't disturb you." Wang Peng said, retreating to one side.

He was the president of the local Calligraphy Association, won the national calligraphy champion, and was received by the emperor.

The most expensive calligraphy and painting, once sold for tens of millions, is one of the top local artists.

Writing and painting are worth tens of millions, which is absolutely the realm of ordinary people.

How many people work all their lives? Small businesses, small companies and even listed companies may not have a year's profit behind them.

And people just need to move hands, no wonder, the master can be such a gesture.

Wang Peng said this because he was afraid of Lin Feng's dissatisfaction. He said that the master might be able to make a difference to Zhuang Shushi.

But in front of the enigmatic Lin Feng, it was really not a thing. Fortunately, Lin Feng and his wife looked as usual and did not put it in their heart.

This just let him secretly relaxed tone, as expected hearsay all is exaggeration of view, in front of Lin Feng, where have a little arrogant domineering.

Who dares to say in front of him how waste Lin Feng, if perverse, he will slap each other to death.

"The first name of this calligraphy competition will be invited by our Tianbiao hotel to personally inscribe for the hotel, and then make it into gold characters to hang at the door. Master Yan is here for this."

"Where is he so famous? Can others compare him?" Zhuang Shushi couldn't help asking.

"Of course, so he will attend as a judge and not participate in the competition." Wang Peng explained.

She nodded, then slowly retreated to one side, looking at master Yan's hands behind him, constantly giving comments. Sometimes when she saw that there were good calligraphy and paintings, she would stretch out her hand to give some advice.

It's really a master's demeanor, and the person who gets the guidance will also be very grateful and have a sudden insight on the spot.

After just a few visits, Lin Feng was tired of it. All the so-called masters were set off by the industry.

The president of the association, everyone rushed to flatter him.

It is said that this competition has really attracted fans from the whole province. After all, it can inscribe for a landmark top hotel and hang it as a signboard outside.

For people who have practiced calligraphy all their life, it is absolutely attractive, not to mention the Commission of up to 5 million yuan.

Once you get this honor, you'll definitely be worth twice as much. If you can catch up with master Yan, even if you can get under him, it's fame and wealth.

At this time, there was a loud noise, and the people in the circle around master Yan looked sideways.

After a long time, the noise not only did not stop, but also became more and more lively.

Wang Peng pressed the secret headset with his hand and frowned. He said to Lin Feng, "there's a little trouble. I'll deal with it."

Lin Feng waved his hand to indicate that he was casual. In fact, if he hadn't been accompanied by him, he would have been delighted by Zhuang shushiliu.

As soon as he squeezed out two steps, the one in front of him automatically separated a road. He saw a handsome man in white suit in his early 30s, holding a tall black beauty in his hand.

Both of them are black and white, and their appearance is first-class. They are followed by a line of men in black and sunglasses. At a glance, they know that they are bodyguards, which sets off their momentum. Of course, there must be someone in front of them to open the way for them. At this time, the crowd separated, revealing the two people. It seems that they separated automatically. This appearance is not the general prestige. Behind the women, there are two women in traditional costumes, wearing plain long skirts, which reminds people of ancient maidservants. The two maidservants were carrying two huge boxes on their backs, and they didn't know what they were carrying, but just the shape and the appearance were enough to make the whole audience quiet. Master Yan had been robbed of the limelight. He was frowning. When he saw the people coming out of the crowd, especially the woman, his face became ugly. Wang Peng stepped forward and asked the young man, "Kevin, what are you doing here?" The young man glanced at him, looked at the whole room and said faintly, "joke, this is my family's property. I've come to inspect it. Do I have to report it to you?"“ No, I don't dare. It's just that we're having a calligraphy competition. If you go upstairs first, Dai will accompany other distinguished guests. " Wang Peng reminded“ Don't take my sister down on me. I've brought people to participate in the competition. This is Miss Feng Chan, the international champion. Do you know her? " Dai Kaiwen asked Wang Peng. As soon as he made a sound, he announced his identity. With a word of elder sister, everyone on the scene looked at him. This is the potential, Wang Peng nodded and said: "Miss Feng's name is naturally like thunder."“ That's OK. The competition is not over yet“ Not yet, but... "" that's OK. I'll put in a team. It's OK. " Kevin Dai interrupts him directly, and doesn't take him seriously at all. Wang Peng takes a deep breath and suppresses his feelings that he is about to explode. Today is a big day. With so many people present, there must be no fault.