Chapter 1630 This father and daughter have a virtue
Seeing that Wan Jiaojiao was still looking at him warily, the man handed her a business card.
The business card was very simple in design. Wan Jiaojiao looked at it and discovered that the person's name was Wang Weizhi, and he was the director of an art museum.
In fact, the man in front of her was very artistic, both in appearance and temperament. It was the way he appeared that made Wan Jiaojiao unable to be kind to him.
Wan Jiaojiao put away the business card and asked: "Do you need me to interview your art museum?"
"No, I hope you can do a favor and have something to do with your father."
As soon as she heard that the matter was related to her father, Wan Jiaojiao became nervous silently, worried that her father had done something wrong again.
But this time, the problem does not lie with Wanfu.
Wang Weizhi sighed melancholy and recalled: "In our museum, there was once a calligraphy work that was damaged for some reason and could not be exhibited. I am a person who loves calligraphy and painting. Seeing excellent works being destroyed like this,
I feel deeply regretful in my heart. But a while ago, I accidentally discovered that someone could write exactly the same calligraphy work, so I really wanted to ask him for help to make up for the loss I suffered many years ago."
Wan Jiaojiao followed his words and speculated tentatively: "Is this person you are talking about my father?"
"That's right."
"So you asked my father to imitate it?"
If this is the case, it is illegal, and Wan Jiaojiao must refuse on behalf of her father.
But Wang Weizhi waved his hand and said: "It's not a copy, your father is the creator of that work."
Over the years, Wang Weizhi has been looking for the creator of that work, but because Wan Fu wrote anonymously, Wang Weizhi has not been able to find any clues.
The first time he saw Wan Fu Mo Bao in the restaurant that day, he knew that he had finally found him!
Wang Weizhi was very happy, but Wan Jiaojiao was surprised. She knew that her father liked to write and write, but she didn't expect that the works he wrote casually could make a curator remember him for many years.
"Miss Wan?" Wang Weizhi called out Wan Jiaojiao's name, attracting Wan Jiaojiao's attention again, and then said with a smile, "Don't worry, Miss Wan, the price is not an issue."
With that said, Wang Weizhi handed Wan Jiaojiao a bank card.
But Wan Jiaojiao didn't even look at it, she pushed the bank card back and said, "Sorry, I can't help my father agree to it. You should discuss this kind of thing with my father."
Wang Weizhi smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "It's not that I haven't approached your father, but he is very stubborn. I just mentioned it, and he refused without hesitation."
Wanfu not only rejected Wang Weizhi, but also said very vulgar words.
At that time in the restaurant, Wan's father was impulsive under the stimulation of alcohol and free orders. Now that he is sober, do you want him to write another work? That is simply impossible.
Wang Weizhi saw Wan's father's determination, and then he started to take Wan Jiaojiao's idea.
And before coming, Wang Weizhi did some research. At this moment, he said in a leisurely manner: "As far as I know, your life is more difficult now, and you have to repay the loan every month. And your father could have become
A very good calligraphy master now has to work as a tally clerk in a supermarket, which is a waste of his talent."
"But as long as your father is willing to help me with this, I can guarantee that with his talent, he can definitely win a better life for his family. By then, a big house will not be a problem, and you don't have to be like this now.
Thank you for your hard work, how perfect!”
There was a bewitching light in Wang Weizhi's eyes.
But Wan Jiaojiao was not deceived. She knew very well her father's determination to improve her family's life. Over the years, she had struggled a lot. But no matter how hard he tried, he never wanted to make money by writing calligraphy. This shows that his father was serious about it from the bottom of his heart.
She rejected this matter. In this case, Wan Jiaojiao could not let her father, who had finally regained his composure, get into trouble again just for some profit.
Thinking of this, Wan Jiaojiao raised her head without hesitation and said, "Sorry, I still said the same thing. If I want my father to help, he still has to be willing."
After hearing Wan Jiaojiao's words, Wang Weizhi's eyes showed disappointment.
Then a strong man came over and got closer and closer to Wan Jiaojiao.
This made Wan Jiaojiao become nervous all of a sudden. She could not help but squeeze the hand that was holding the bag, and asked warily: "Why, if you don't agree, you will use strong methods?"
Her words made the strong man stop immediately and look at Wang Weizhi innocently.
Wang Weizhi smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, he was just telling me about the art museum."
Wan Jiaojiao didn't quite believe the other party's explanation, so she took two steps back and said, "Then you can chat, can I leave first?"
"Okay, let me take Miss Wan back."
"No, no, no."
Wan Jiaojiao said, but her steps kept moving. When the distance was far enough, she turned around and quickly walked out of the alley.
Wang Weizhi did not chase after her, but just looked at her back, shook his head, and murmured: "These father and daughter are really virtuous."
The strong man next to him said: "Since you don't eat the toast, you can only drink the fine wine!"
It was obvious that this person wanted to use strong methods to force Wanfu.
This method will undoubtedly be effective, but Wang Weizhi did not agree. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and said melancholy: "If I could use force, I would have done it a long time ago. How could I endure it until now? Remember, you are not allowed to use force.
They are a family."
"But...he doesn't agree, what should I do?"
"Then find a way, and I will definitely make Mr. Wan write it willingly."
Wang Weizhi said it calmly, as if he already had an idea in his mind.
Wang Weizhi on one side was steadfast in his vow, while Wan Jiaojiao on the other side was uneasy.
She walked a long distance, but still looked around cautiously, for fear that someone would catch up with her again. The situation did not get better until Wan Jiaojiao walked into her father's house.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Grandma Wan popped her head out of the kitchen. When she saw it was Wan Jiaojiao, she smiled and said, "Jiaojiao is back. Hey, why did you buy so much fruit? I can't finish it."
"Eat slowly," Wan Jiaojiao put the fruit in the bag on the table, and then asked as if unintentionally, "Dad hasn't gotten off work yet?"
"Well, yes."
"By the way, grandma, I remember when I was a child, my father seemed to like writing calligraphy."
After hearing this, Grandma Wan paused and said vaguely: "Indeed."
"Then why didn't you write it later?"
"Hey, because life is too hard, and there is no time left to do those romantic things."
"It's not just romance, dad seems to have written quite well."
Grandma Wan felt that Wan Jiaojiao would not suddenly talk about old things that had been gathering dust for a long time, so she raised her head, looked at her, and asked, "Why are you talking about these things suddenly?"