C89 Pretty Boy?
C89 Pretty Boy?
"Uncle's calligraphy, his calligraphy is always delicate and beautiful, but when it is changed, it still has a faint sense of elegance, very much reminiscent of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy."
"From this cursive script, it seems that Uncle is also a very hospitable person."
"This junior has some bad ideas. If there's anything wrong with what I said, I hope that uncle won't take offense to it."
When Qin Jianguo heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He praised, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect that young people these days have such a deep understanding of traditional culture."
"From my next words, you can already tell that much. It's clear that your foundation in Chinese studies is not shallow. To have such knowledge at such a young age, you are truly a rare sight. "
When Qin Yuvyuv heard her father praise Chen Fusheng, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face. Ye Zichen held Chen Fusheng's arm, while his little head leaned forward.
He knew that he had chosen the right person. His father's insight was extremely sharp. Only a perfect talent like Chen Fusheng could make him praise him from the bottom of his heart.
"However!"
At that moment, Chen Fusheng's tone suddenly changed and he asked in confusion.
A light flashed across Qin Jianguo's eyes as he asked: "What's wrong?"
Chen Fusheng chuckled and said, "Maybe it's just my misconception."
"From the surface, the words' Uncle 'are flawless. However, there is something wrong with the brush tip. Originally, those four words should have caused the guests to feel warmth. "
"However, when it comes to this silver hook iron painting, it's clear that there are some distracting thoughts in my mind when I'm writing that affect my overall mental state."
After hearing that, Qin Jianguo's expression changed. This young man was really not simple!
He could actually tell what he was feeling when he wrote the book, just by looking at the words that were already written. With just this sight alone, it was already much stronger than him.
The truth was like this. Although the Qin family's business had been booming every day for the past few years, a bad thing had happened a few days ago. Several investments were caught in overseas markets, and the company had a small problem with its capital chain.
It was also because of this background that he started to get his daughter and Lee Qingfeng together, hoping that Lee family would be able to help his company through this difficult time.
While he was writing, he was still thinking about this. Thus, when he began to write, those disordered emotions affected the overall feeling.
Even though he said that, even if it was a master calligrapher, he might not be able to see through such a small flaw.
This young man's insight was truly too vicious, and he was also very knowledgeable. This really caused people to be unable to help but be shocked in their hearts.
"Rare, rare."
Qin Jianguo said, "Young man, you've observed everything in detail. At your age, not only are you not restless, you can even calm down. It's quite surprising."
After he sighed with emotion, his attitude towards Chen Fusheng immediately improved. He gestured and said, "Please take a seat first."
When Lee Qingfeng saw this scene, his eyes immediately turned cold. He felt as if he ate a dead fly.
Didn't I just kiss up to you a few times? As for his attitude becoming like this? The words I said just now aren't too different from his?
With just a glance, I can tell that he is a poor devil. His entire body isn't even as expensive as my watch, so what right do I have to be on par with him?
This old thing really didn't have any foresight!
Lee Qingfeng, as the only son of the family, grew up doting on him and wanted to get the better of him.
Who would have thought that they would be ignored by these three people in the Qin family today? Of course, they couldn't feel happy in their hearts.
After Chen Fusheng sat down, he immediately took out the presents he prepared and put them on the tea table. "Uncle Qin, from what you heard, you like smoking cigars, so I bought you a crown for three years. I hope you'll be satisfied."
After Lee Qingfeng heard this, he immediately twitched his mouth and said sarcastically: "Don't embarrass yourself here if you don't have money. You are bragging so much, do you want to continue staying later?"
"A crown that's three years old? Can you not pretend that you know nothing here? That kind of top quality crown is something that you can buy?"
"Treasures of that level are nowhere to be seen in the market right now. They have long been bought up by professional collectors."
"Looking at your poor appearance, you must have just heard this name and used it to act cool, right? It's a pity, with your little tricks, who can you fool? "
Lee Qingfeng also smoked a few cigars at times, so he knew a lot more about this stuff than ordinary people.
Even Chen Fusheng, who looked poor, didn't have any means to buy a top quality cigar like this one.
Qin Yuvyuv's face couldn't help but turn red when she saw this situation, and she felt slightly embarrassed in her heart.
Yesterday, she told Chen Fusheng about her father's preferences and transferred 20,000 yuan to him, asking him to choose a good cigar as a greeting gift.
But who would have thought that he would actually buy a box of fake goods? More importantly, he had been exposed on the spot.
His father had always been a person with a good reputation, and his judgement was very picky. If he were to encounter such a situation, he would definitely be infuriated.
Surprisingly, Qin Jianguo didn't get angry and pushed the cigar box away.
In his heart, he had the same thoughts as Lee Qingfeng. This cigar was definitely not the real thing.
However, if he was angry, it would not be so. After all, youngsters don't have much social experience. If they didn't understand someone in this industry, it would be normal for them to buy fake goods.
Since the other party was able to understand his preferences and chose to gift him such gifts, it could be considered as paying attention to him.
"Little Chen, what are you doing now?"
Qin Jianguo took out his pipe, stuffed some tobacco into it and started smoking.
Chen Fusheng said, "I didn't do much work, so I bought my own company."
"Is that so?"
Qin Jianguo's expression changed. He asked with some interest, "What's your company's field of business?"
"The areas involved are quite broad."
Chen Fusheng said, "There are import and export trades, real estate, hotels, and resorts."
However, before he finished talking, Lee Qingfeng immediately interrupted him with disdain and said mockingly, "Come on, are you selling garbage bags? Are these your customers?"
"It doesn't matter if you're stupid before you brag, but a poor man like you still has to slap your face to make it look like you're fat. That makes people feel disgusted."
"You dare to say you bought a company even without looking at your own character? Why don't you just say that you bought a corporation? "
He sized Chen Fusheng up from head to toe and curled his lips in disdain, "He looks alright, he can't be a pretty boy, right?"