At twelve o'clock noon, Xi Mengyao's birthday party began on time.
At this moment, the spacious waterfront building was already full and lively.
As the owner, Xi Yuanming took the microphone and strode to the stage in the middle of the Water Pavilion Tower, bowed to the guests around him one by one, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your relatives and friends present, thank you for taking the time to participate in it while you are busy.
The little girl Mengyao’s 18th birthday celebration…”
Before he finished speaking, a burst of applause rang out from the Water Pavilion Tower.
After the applause was a little rest, Xi Yuanming continued, "I believe that all my friends, especially those in the antique and jade circle, have some understanding of the little girl's ability in the antique and jade field. To be honest, when I was eighteen years old, I, Xi Yuanming,
I am not as capable as Mengyao. Unfortunately, our Xi family has a family rule passed down from generation to generation. Whether it is the stone art of the Xi family, it can only be passed down by men but not women..."
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
Especially those who are familiar with Xi Mengyao are very clear that they cannot learn the stone art passed down from generation to generation by the Xi family, and cannot inherit the Xi family's family business. This has always been the pain in Xi Mengyao's heart.
At Xi Mengyao's birthday party, Xi Yuanming suddenly mentioned this unhappy thing. What does it mean?
Xi Yuanming saw the reaction of everyone, but his voice did not pause: "To be honest, I hate this family rules. But family rules are family rules after all, and although I am the head of a family, I must also
Follow. In order to compensate Mengyao, I decided to give her the store and jade workshop of Baishitang in Caotang Antique Street as her 18th birthday gift from today, Baishitang and jade workshop of Caotang Antique Street,
It is no longer the Xi family's industry, but Mengyao alone. I hope this place can become the starting point of her career."
As soon as he said this, the water pavilion building suddenly became a sensation.
The shouts were loud, the surprise, and the sighs were heard one after another, which seemed very lively.
The shops and jade workshops in Caotang Antique Street are worth millions.
Such an industry was actually given to his daughter as an 18th birthday gift... Xi Yuanming is really a big deal
Xi Mengyao didn't expect her father to give such a big gift, and hurriedly wanted to refuse: "Dad, your gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."
Xi Yuanming shook his head: "What I say and the gift I give will never be taken back.
Xi Mengyao's younger brother Xi Wenshan also advised: "Sister, just accept it. This gift is my father's wish and my heart. The old family rules of the Xi family are destined to be able to develop in the family, sister.
But now, with your own property, you can break free from the constraints of monks and break out of your own world.”
Hearing this, Xi Mengyao finally understood her father's good intentions. She was surprised and didn't know what to say. She just kept nodding, saying that she would never let her father down.
The gift from Xi Yuanming ignited the atmosphere of the birthday party.
In the following time, Xi Wenshan, Uncle Wang and other relatives of the Xi family gave Xi Mengyao a birthday gift.
Most people’s birthday gifts are wrapped in gift boxes. Before they are opened, no one knows what they gave. However, based on their status and relationship with the Xi family, it is not difficult to guess these people.
Birthday gifts are definitely of great value.
Liu Xiangcheng, Zhang Shaojie and others also gave birthday gifts and blessings one after another.
Just when Lin Yang was about to take out his birthday gift to Xi Mengyao, Huang Zonghan took the lead and came to Xi Mengyao with an exquisite wooden box.
Seeing this, Lin Yang had to wait for Huang Zonghan to give him a birthday gift before going over.
Zhang Shaojie hummed unhappily: "I think this kid did it on purpose, he just needs to be cleaned up."
"Shut up." Lin Yang glared at him and said unhappily.
Although Zhang Shaojie closed his mouth, his eyes looked at Huang Zonghan were extremely cold. He was already thinking about how to deal with Huang Zonghan.
Although Lin Yang did not allow him to find trouble with Huang Zonghan, this does not mean that he really wouldn't look for it. As a famous playboy in Jinguan City, he has always been the only one who can pry someone else's walls.
Let others move a hoe? What's more, this guy named Huang Zonghan wants to pry it, but he is still the foot of his second uncle
It's really tolerant, who can't stand it
Huang Zonghan didn't know that he had been hated by Zhang Shaojie. He came to Xi Mengyao with a smile, but did not hand the gift to the birthday star like the one in front of him and said a few blessings and left.
"Mengyao, I know you are used to seeing all kinds of treasures and look down on ordinary things. This time, for your 18th birthday gift, I was so worried. Fortunately, God favored me and asked me to
I got a good thing." Huang Zonghan's words were full of show-off.
Instead of handing the gift to Xi Mengyao, he opened the exquisite wooden box by himself and carefully took out a scroll from it.
Not to mention, Huang Zonghan's show-off tone and show-off method really worked. Everyone present couldn't help but wonder what precious painting he gave Xi Mengyao to make a birthday gift?
Huang Zonghan did not disappoint people either. He did not keep it in hiding, slowly unfolded the scroll and presented this mysterious painting to everyone.
This is a painting of ink and wash figures, depicting a scene of a lady holding a fan playing with butterflies in a garden full of flowers.
The lady in the painting is pure and beautiful, with a joyful expression between her eyebrows, which is very vivid.
In the blank space above this "Lady's Picking Butterfly Picture", there is also a poem that says, "Picking butterflies only wait for the young, cherishing the flowers and taking advantage of the red stamens, and waiting for the poem.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Huang Zonghan did not completely unfold the scroll. The place where there was a seal on the lower left was covered by him.
"I know, many of you who are here to attend Mengyao's birthday party today are antique experts. I'm sorry to keep it a secret. Please guess who this "Lady's Butterfly Picks" is.
The painting..." Speaking of this, Huang Zonghan deliberately paused for a moment, then waved to Lin Yang with a smile: "Come on, my friend, tell me who the author of this painting will be?"
Although he had a smile on his face, he was obviously malicious in his heart.
If Lin Yang could not recognize who wrote this "Lady's Butterfly Picking" in front of everyone, he would definitely be embarrassed