"Second brother is a genius and should not be buried. Speaking of which, we all have selfish motives, and I also want my own people to participate in the project." Ding Fan made a pun.
Wu Hongquan smiled a little awkwardly. Of course he was happy that his son could walk out of the house. In addition, the base was a mysterious existence. As an investor, Wu Hongquan knew nothing about the situation inside.
Wu Hongquan took it for granted that his son could get in, so he could get first-hand information.
I'm afraid I'll be disappointed!
Yes, you have to swear.
After the call ended, Wu Yahuan laughed so hard, "Haha, you are the one who dares to expose my father's shortcomings. He is a cruel person, and his own son takes advantage of it."
"Dr. Wu is also really concerned about his second brother. He choked up several times on the phone." Ding Fan was speechless.
"Hmph, crocodile tears!"
Every family has a difficult scripture to recite, and the Wu family is particularly difficult to understand and does not fall under Ding Fan's jurisdiction.
Arriving at Jing'an Room, Leng Ling'er asked Ding Fan to take two Qi-Building Pills at one time. Don't be afraid of wasting it. The two alchemists are by your side, so you don't have to worry about resources. You must get better as soon as possible!
When he was about to get off work the next morning, Ding Fan called Qin Zhi to see if he had time and wanted to visit him in the afternoon.
Qin Zhi naturally welcomed him warmly. What are you waiting for in the afternoon? He is waiting in the office now!
My elder sister Ding Wan wants to hold a painting exhibition. Whether it's her personal influence or Ding Fan's personal relationship with Director Qin, everything can be done with just one phone call.
The reason why Ding Fan insisted on the interview was that he still had doubts that he wanted to solve. Perhaps Qin Zhi could provide some clues.
Unable to resist the warm welcome, Ding Fan drove to the art museum.
Go straight to the second floor, and hear the hearty laughter from the curator's office at the top of the stairs, so that no one even noticed Ding Fan knocking on the door.
Ding Fan pushed the door open and felt a little dizzy.
One president and six vice-presidents of the I Ching Association were all present!
The first thought is to run!
It was late. When everyone saw Ding Fan coming, they all stood up and greeted him with smiles, "Hey, isn't this our Director Ding! Xiao Ding, welcome, welcome!"
"Greetings to all the presidents." Ding Fan clasped his fists.
After the laughter, Qin Zhi smiled and invited Ding Fan to sit across from the office, "Xiaofan, everyone misses you. I heard you were coming, so they all rushed over."
Ding Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, I'm afraid it's not that simple, and said against his will: "I miss you all very much too, and we have to have a dinner together at noon today anyway."
OK!
I think so too!
Let Director Ding spend his money.
They are all rich and idle people, and they must participate in any activities.
"Xiao Ding, what do you want from me? Tell me, you are not an outsider." Qin Zhi asked seriously.
"Director Qin, my sister wants to hold another film festival. This time it is not about African beasts, but about exploring and discovering the creatures hidden deep in our land." Ding Fan explained simply.
"Okay, Ding Wan's photography skills are recognized and can be called master level. Let me see, the schedule is full this week. Starting next Monday, she can choose any day." Qin Zhi agreed wholeheartedly, and this item
Even if the matter is resolved.
The vice-presidents all winked at Qin Zhi. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, I was discussing with several vice-presidents just now. Your point of view last time was very good. We should start with fortune-telling and feng shui.
Use a way that ordinary people like to hear and see, promote the Yijing culture, and attract more members to join!"
"Just saying it casually." Ding Fan quickly declined.
"Xiao Ding, you are humble, but young people still have brains." Wang Xinmin, the oldest, wearing a hearing aid, praised loudly.
"Exuding a clever spirit."
"No comparison!"
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"Stop boasting, do you guys have any ideas?" Ding Fan asked.
"Xiaofan, we have been thinking about it a lot and want to hold a seminar on the I Ching, inviting famous experts to come and conduct academic exchanges. At the same time, we also invite entrepreneurs to participate, provide sponsorship, and also ask the I Ching masters to answer questions.
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After Qin Zhi finished speaking, all eyes turned to Ding Fan.
"Very good!" Ding Fan immediately raised his hand to express his support, "As for the entrepreneurs in the East China Sea, I will inform you that well-known domestic entrepreneurs can also be invited."
Qin Zhi and others laughed and did not answer.
Ding Fan was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Isn't it going to hold a national I-Ching seminar?"
Another chuckle.
Ding Fan was stunned and almost asked, how could a private organization with more than 20 members have the courage to hold an international conference?
Look, Wang Xinmin, who is in his eighties, is huddled on the sofa and taking a nap again.
"Xiaofan, it's not that it's not operable. When the time comes, you will take the lead. With your charisma, we will definitely succeed." Qin Zhi raised his arms, his eyes full of expectation.
"I'm not a professional, so I definitely can't do it." Ding Fan waved his hand and did not agree.
"Hey, I know you're busy, so why don't you recommend someone?" Qin Zhi said with a smile.
Ding Fan was worrying, and Wang Xinmin, who had his head drooped, muttered as if talking in his sleep: "Mr. Li has done in-depth research on the Book of Changes, and he can do it too."
Ding Fan looked around and had discussed it in advance!
Li Ruojing was qualified. Ding Fan once recommended the Yijing Association to him, but he didn't take it seriously at that time.
"To consider this matter in the long term, I have to ask Mr. Li what he wants." Ding Fan said.
"Haha, if Xiaofan comes forward, nothing can be done."
Qin Zhi was very happy and invited everyone to go to a nearby restaurant for dinner, as if the matter had been settled and everyone would have a celebration banquet together.
The old people all had poor appetites, so the meals were mainly light and soft. A bottle of good wine was opened, and each person only had a small glass. During the dinner, Wang Xinmin fell asleep twice, and when he woke up, he talked about his more than thirty years of experience abroad.
Why!
Bragging!
I haven’t learned a foreign language in thirty years. I spend most of my time in Chinatown. I dare not go to the city center for fear of being looked down upon!
It’s better to come back!
So, I began to recall the bitterness and sweetness, and point out the country...
After the meal, Qin Zhi arranged for a car to take them home respectively, and Ding Fan followed him back to the office.
"Xiaofan, do you have anything else you want to tell me in private?" Qin Zhi asked with a smile.
"Yes. Does Director Qin still remember the heavenly book he gave me?" Ding Fan asked.
"Yes, there is such a thing. A handmade tadpole book, haha, I can't understand a word." Qin Zhi nodded.
"Director Qin, do you still remember where you bought it?" Ding Fan asked again.
"The second-hand calligraphy and painting market in Antique Street cost one thousand and eighty yuan." Qin Zhi was very impressed.
"I don't understand. Why would Director Qin spend money to buy a heavenly book that is incomprehensible and dated, and was copied by later generations?" Ding Fan asked puzzledly.
"Although I can't understand it, the lines of the text are regular. I think there must be special information in it. Moreover, the store on Antique Street is opened by a friend of mine who has been with me for many years. I don't believe I would buy anything from him.
I found a fake. After meeting you, my intuition told me that the book has found its owner."
Qin Zhi paused and asked: "Xiaofan, have you already understood that book?"