Mr. Qin, who was sitting in the upper corner chatting with his old friends, noticed the commotion over Zhuang Rui, called his eldest son, and asked: "Haoran, go and see, what's going on over there?"
"Dad, the guests want to see the calligraphy brought by Xiao Rui..."
Qin Haoran went over and asked, then came back and said, looking curiously at the banner on the table. Zhuang Rui had not told him about this gift before.
When Mr. Qin heard this, he slapped his thigh and said: "Oh, I'm rude, I'm rude, Haoran, hurry up, open this picture and let all your friends take a look..."
The birthday congratulations sent by the in-laws were meant to be displayed in public, which was also a sign of respect. However, the old man was so busy just now that he actually forgot about it.
Qin Haoran and his second brother opened the long box on the table and took out a calligraphy written on rice paper. Since the calligraphy had not yet been pasted, they carefully pinched the corners on both sides and displayed it on the
in front of many guests.
"I'm an old man, but I'm determined to reach a thousand miles!"
Eight big characters appeared in front of everyone. To be honest, the writing of these characters was not very good. The font size was not so harmonious, but the writing power was very strong. Each character penetrated the paper, was strong and powerful, and penetrated outwards.
It has a strong chilling smell.
Under the eight characters, there is a line of small characters, which reads "I wish my brother Qin Heshu a thousand years of life and pine life eternal spring", and the signature is "Ouyang Gang".
"Who is Ouyang Gang?"
"Why haven't you heard of this name? Is he from the Ouyang family?"
"I seem to have seen this name in some book, why can't I remember it?"
After seeing the signature, the group of people near the old man suddenly became quiet, but the crowd around Zhuang Rui became noisy because they were both unfamiliar with the name and felt it was very familiar.
It’s no wonder that these people are talking about it, because since the 1980s, the name Ouyang Gang has gradually disappeared from the Chinese political arena. Like the second-generation core leader, he rarely participates in state affairs.
Already.
At that time, the oldest of these young people was only in their teens. Of course, they were unfamiliar with Ouyang Gang's name, but they had seen this name in some biographies, so they had this feeling.
But for the older generation, the name "Ouyang Gang" is very familiar. He is the only remaining founding general in the country. He has made great military achievements in his life, and there are several movies based on him.
Moreover, most of these super-rich people were received by the old man when they first came into contact with the mainland. They knew that even though the old man had withdrawn from the political and military circles for decades, he still had a huge influence in the mainland that cannot be underestimated.
However, in recent years, even super rich people like Li Chaoren, who have close ties with the mainland and have great influence in the Chinese community, have found it difficult to see this old man. Suddenly, the old man's handwriting congratulating the Qin family appeared in the venue.
These people couldn't help but be shocked.
You must know that although the Ouyang family has successfully completed the succession, and Ouyang Zhenhua has become one of the current core members of the national leadership, the older generation knows that Ouyang Gang's existence is still the Ouyang family's greatest wealth and heritage.
For a time, everything around Mr. Qin became quiet. These wealthy Chinese people, who had done business all over the world and were closely related to political figures in various countries, all made a new positioning for the Qin family in their hearts.
"The handwriting is not that good? It's not as good as my uncle's calligraphy..."
Suddenly, a voice rang out in the venue, causing everyone to look sideways, but it was Mr. Niu who was pointing at the words and making his own remarks.
To be fair, what Mr. Niu said is true. Shu Wen claimed to be a master of China, and was especially good at calligraphy. In terms of the quality of the calligraphy alone, Ouyang Gang's calligraphy is really not very popular.
But things in the world are not that inferred. Otherwise, why would the toilets of ancient emperors become priceless antiques today? Can it be replaced by toilets in ordinary people's homes?
"Arrogant!"
"Whose child is so ignorant of the rules?"
"What do children know? Can you tell whether the characters in this picture are good or bad?"
Just when Mr. Niu finished speaking, several scoldings came from Mr. Qin's side, which completely silenced the whole place. The young people who were originally discussing Ouyang Gang's identity heard the voices clearly.
They all also closed their mouths.
The words he spoke were followed by four or five scoldings, which made Mr. Niu extremely unhappy. He didn't even hear who was scolding him, so he just shouted in a loud voice, "Holy crap, who dares to scold me?"
As soon as Mr. Niu said these words, Dr. Shu Wen was completely embarrassed. At first, these people did not hear clearly who made the comment, but now that Niu Hong appeared, everyone in the room immediately focused their attention on him.
"You bastard, get out!"
Shu Wen stared at his nephew with burning eyes. He really didn't understand how his heroic father-in-law gave birth to such a bastard grandson.
What makes Dr. Shu Wen even more regretful is why he brought Niu Hong here? This is simply a guy who fails to succeed but fails to succeed.
Only then did Mr. Niu realize that those who were scolding him were the old men sitting in front of him. He immediately retracted his head with his head held high, and said with an aggrieved look: "Uncle, I... what happened to me? What I said?
It’s all true…”
"That's enough, don't be embarrassed, Xiaowu, take him home first..."
Since taking over the mantle of the old shipping king, Dr. Shu Wen has revitalized a family that was about to be ruined. He is respected by people wherever he goes, but at this moment, he wishes he could slip into a crack in the ground.
Already.
After scolding Niu Hong, Shu Wen turned to look at Mr. Qin and apologized: "Brother Qin, I'm so sorry for being so rude..."
Niu Hong, who was still unconvinced at first, was about to speak, but was stopped by an entourage following Shu Wen, and reluctantly exited the Qin family's villa.
"Haha, it's nothing. Brother Niu has a straightforward personality, which is rare..."
Mr. Qin waved his hand. It was too late for him to be happy when he saw this calligraphy. He had no time to care about other things. He originally thought that this might be a congratulatory couplet from Uncle Zhuang Rui, but he didn't expect that it was the couplet from the man who lived in seclusion in Yuquan Mountain.
The old man's handwriting.
In fact, even Zhuang Rui was shocked when he first saw this calligraphy. Ouyang Zhenwu was talking about asking for his uncle's handwriting for him. Who would have thought that the handwriting that was handed over to him in the end was actually his grandfather's hand?
written.
Zhuang Rui knew in his heart that his grandfather did this for his sake. Otherwise, when Mr. Qin went to Beijing a few years ago, Ouyang Gang would not have received him. You know, every year some old people from abroad visit him.
Friends asked to see him, but the old man ignored them.
The turmoil caused by Niu Hong just now was just an episode at the dinner. After the handwriting of Mr. Ouyang appeared, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more lively. Even Qin Haoran and the brothers were surrounded by many people who had been with him in the past.
Someone who is not very close.
While casually dealing with the friends around him, Zhuang Rui was filled with emotions in his heart. The country's growing strength has also attracted these wealthy Chinese who originally did not pay attention to the mainland market to squeeze in. Otherwise, they would not have the need to be so eager to make friends with the Qin family.
alright.
…
Dr. Shu Wen, who was sitting next to Mr. Qin, suddenly stood up and walked towards Zhuang Rui. The people who were originally surrounding Zhuang Rui immediately made way for a passage after seeing the person clearly.
"Mr. Zhuang, I'm really sorry. The child is spoiled. Don't take his words seriously..."
Dr. Shu Wen's words shocked many young people. This is not an elder talking to a younger generation. It is obviously an exchange between peers, and there seems to be a hint of apology in his tone.
Zhuang Rui did not dare to neglect this world-renowned shipping king. He quickly stood up and said: "Dr. Shu, you are too polite. Just call me by my name. I can't make a deal with Mr. Niu..."
"Haha, okay, then I'll ask you to call me Xiaozhuang. You young people hang out more often. He has a vulgar temperament. You can teach him more when you have time..."
"I don't dare, I don't dare. Mr. Niu is straightforward and has a lot to learn from me..."
Shu Wen stood there talking to Zhuang Rui, but it made those young people feel very uncomfortable. With a senior person present, their voices lowered several times.
After chatting with Zhuang Rui for a while, Shu Wen suddenly said: "By the way, Xiaozhuang, I heard that you opened a private museum. I still have a few pieces of art from your country's Qing Dynasty. It doesn't matter if I keep it in my hands."
I mean, if I put it in your museum, it can be seen by more people. You can find someone to arrange it when you have time..."
Although the antiques in Shu Wen's hands are also valuable, they seem so insignificant compared to the billions of businesses that may be invested in the mainland in the future.
In fact, Shu Wen also has his own relationship channels in China. His main purpose in wanting to befriend Zhuang Rui is that he is afraid that Zhuang Rui will hinder his future business. Dr. Shu knows very well that the children of these aristocratic families may not be able to do things well.
But the ability to do bad things is still very strong.
"Then I really want to thank Dr. Shu. I'll ask the person in charge of the museum to come to Hong Kong in a while..."
Zhuang Rui didn't refuse and accepted it graciously. Private museums are not like national museums, which have various channels for recycling antiques. They can only rely on Zhuang Rui's accumulation bit by bit. Now that someone is willing to donate, Zhuang Rui certainly can't.
You'll be polite.
"Young man, why didn't you go over to talk to me when my old man came?" Shu Wen stayed with Zhuang Rui, but the fourth wife pushed Mr. He and came to Zhuang Rui's place.
