But how could Ma Lan have imagined that Xiao Changkun, who had been doing nothing for most of his life, would suddenly have a second youth in his old age.
Although Ma Lan mocked his useless vice-president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, he actually knew how important this vice-president really was.
The top leaders of such cultural associations have a very special aura as cultural people, and the city leaders have to give them some face.
However, Ma Lan had been tyrannical in front of Xiao Changkun all his life. How could he let Xiao Changkun overshadow her at this time, so she deliberately ridiculed him.
Xiao Changkun was originally very unhappy with Ma Lan's ridicule, and was about to retort when he heard her say that he was not good enough and that he was just trying to make up for his mistakes, which immediately touched the humbleness and sensitivity deep in his heart.
Today, in front of He Yuanjiang, Xiao Changkun felt like this.
He also clearly realized that he really had no real ability, and he finally managed to become the executive vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. In the final analysis, he was still a parallel importer.
However, being ridiculed by Ma Lan deeply hurt his self-esteem, and he immediately retorted: "Do you think that I, the vice-president, am just doing nothing? In this position, I can not only broaden my horizons, but also strengthen my connections.
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As he spoke, he added: "By the way, I met an overseas Chinese today, and he is also a very rich man! His family donated tens of millions worth of calligraphy and painting to our calligraphy and painting association, and they are also willing to sponsor 50 million
Open a Jinling local art exhibition for us! With such connections, it might be of great use in the future!"
Ma Lan curled her lips and said: "What are you bragging about? According to what you said, they donated 100 million to your calligraphy and painting association alone? I don't believe that anyone would donate money to your calligraphy and painting association with nothing to do!"
Xiao Changkun blurted out: "You know nothing! There are too many rich people in the world. Many rich people donate and sponsor everywhere. What does it mean to donate some money in the cultural field?"
As he said that, Xiao Changkun looked like he was asking for credit, and said: "By the way, just because I met this overseas Chinese, I even got a business for Ye Chen and Chu Ran! If I didn't join the calligraphy and painting association, how could I have done it?
Such an opportunity?"
Ma Lan frowned and asked, "Buying business for Ye Chen and Chu Ran? What kind of business?"
Ye Chen also looked surprised: "Yes, Dad, I don't do business either."
Xiao Changkun hurriedly said to Ye Chen: "Good son-in-law, haven't you been showing people Feng Shui? The overseas Chinese I met today just bought a villa in our Jinling. While chatting during the meal, she happened to mention that she wanted to invite someone
A Feng Shui master came over to take a look. When I heard this, I must help our own family. After all, the wealth should not go to outsiders, so I recommended you to her."
After saying that, Xiao Changkun said again: "You usually show feng shui to those rich people, but how often do you not pay one or two million? This overseas Chinese seems to have a lot of money. Then you can directly quote her two to three million.
She must have agreed without hesitation."
When Ma Lan heard this, he immediately beamed with joy and said to Ye Chen: "Good son-in-law, this deal is a good deal. You don't even have to go to other places. You can make millions just by walking around in Jinling!"
Ye Chen sneered and didn't know how to continue.
Although he had always told his family that he was going out to do Feng Shui for clients, in fact he had never received any similar orders. That was all an excuse for him to go out of town to do business.
Originally, he thought his excuse was reasonable and perfect, but he didn't expect that his father-in-law, Xiao Changkun, would actually introduce him to a client.
He didn't care about the millions at all, but the key point seemed to be that he couldn't refuse it. Otherwise, it would obviously be unjustifiable to use it as an excuse to show people Feng Shui in the future.
So, he had no choice but to nod his head and said, "Okay dad, please give me her contact information and I will contact her tomorrow."
Xiao Changkun handed over a business card and said, "Here, this is Miss Zhan. If you call her tomorrow, she will know my name."