"Hey, you're pretty successful as a flower protector, right? You protected Xiaohui's husband before she said anything. Be careful of Xiaohui's overly caring husband!" Yang Lifang joked at the side.
In fact, she really wanted to work in Deng Yadong's company, but it was a pity that she was not qualified in her major.
However, if she can fall in love with Deng Yadong, her life will be smooth in the future.
Thinking of this, she felt that she could not miss the opportunity of this gathering and would have more contact with Deng Yadong in the future.
She thinks she is pretty and chasing Deng Yadong is not easy.
Just as Hu Yuchuan finished speaking, Wen Xiaohui's voice rang out: "Everyone, I appreciate your kindness, but I have no plans to work in the company. At the same time, I also hope that Yang Lifang will be more careful in what she says. I have
My husband’s people!”
Yang Lifang pursed her lips and said no more.
My family just runs a milk tea shop, so what are you pretending to be? I really thought I liked to get involved in her affairs.
The atmosphere became quiet for a while, and Hu Yuchuan suddenly remembered something: "Today is Teacher Xiong's sixtieth birthday. I actually forgot to give Teacher Xiong the gift I prepared."
As he said that, he took out the gift box placed on the chair and handed it to Xiong Lishu with a smile: "Teacher Xiong, I know you like to drink tea. This is the Taiping Houkui I bought for you specially. Please accept it."
Down!"
Xiong Lishu said quickly: "It's great that you can come, how can I still accept your gift?"
"This is just a little thought of mine. If the teacher doesn't accept it, then he is looking down on me." Hu Yuchuan said, pretending to be angry.
"Then... well, it's a waste of money." Xiong Lishu said and accepted Hu Yuchuan's gift with a smile, which showed that he was very satisfied with the gift.
At this time, a male classmate said: "Yamachuan, I heard that Taiping Houkui costs more than a thousand pounds per pound. You are too generous, we can't compare!"
"Stop teasing me. I heard that the gifts given by classmate Deng Yadong are really expensive. A massage chair worth more than 5,000 yuan was sent directly to Teacher Xiong's home." Hu Yuchuan waved his hand.
Having said that, he didn't think that his gifts would be unavailable. Many of his classmates only gave them souvenirs worth one or two hundred. Although his own was not the most expensive, it was definitely among the best.
At this time, Jiang Yumeng looked at Wen Xiaohui and asked curiously: "Xiaohui, what gift did you prepare for Teacher Xiong? Could it be the milk tea you made yourself?"
After hearing this, other students burst into laughter and felt that what Jiang Yumeng said was probably true.
Wen Xiaohui didn't understand why these people had to target her. She ignored Jiang Yumeng's joke and took out the gift Li Yiyang had prepared for her in advance: "Teacher Xiong, I know you have always liked calligraphy. This is what my husband is looking for."
Mr. Zheng Shunyao personally mentioned the words for you. I hope you like it!"
Looking at the long box, Xiong Lishu's little hands trembled with excitement. He asked in disbelief: "You...are you telling the truth? Is this really what Mr. Zheng Shunyao mentioned for me?"
Before Wen Xiaohui could speak, Jiang Yumeng immediately mocked: "Teacher Xiong, you believe this too!
Mr. Zheng Shunyao is a national first-level calligrapher and the president of the National Calligraphy Association. He can write a calligraphy and painting for hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Moreover, he never sells his calligraphy and paintings to the outside world. The only people who can let him write the paintings in person are either his relatives or some big shots.
Wen Xiaohui's husband is just a milk tea buyer. How could Mr. Zheng Shunyao write a pen for him personally, and for Teacher Xiong's birthday!"
As soon as she finished speaking, another classmate echoed: "Jiang Yumeng is right. The boss of my company once wanted to pay a high price to have Mr. Zheng Shunyao write the four characters "Tiandao rewards diligent" and hang them in his office, but he just
Rejected by Mr. Zheng Shunyao.
It can be seen that it is very difficult to get Mr. Zheng Shunyao's personal handwriting.
Classmate Xiaohui, even if you want to make Teacher Xiong happy, you shouldn’t lie to him with this!
What if Teacher Xiong doesn’t recognize it and just hangs it at home and is discovered by others, it will be a huge loss of face.”
After listening to what some classmates said, Xiong Lishu's originally excited expression suddenly dropped: "Xiaohui, I won't say anything if you don't give me a gift, but you fooled me with other people's calligraphy and paintings, isn't it a little bit...
unacceptable?"
Wen Xiaohui hurriedly explained: "Teacher Xiong, this is indeed written by Mr. Zheng Shunyao himself. I didn't fool you!"
"Well, let me ask you, how did your husband get Mr. Zheng Shunyao's calligraphy works? Don't tell me, your husband knows him!
I know that the place where he lives is thousands of miles away from Qingcheng City. Even if your husband went there, it would be impossible for him to meet your husband, let alone sell your husband such a big face and write a message to Mr. Xiong in person.
Birthday.
To put it another way, even if someone is willing to sell it to you, do you have the money?
A painting of other people's calligraphy can easily cost hundreds of thousands, how many times the milk tea must be sold to afford it!" Jiang Yumeng asked.
At this moment, everyone believed that Wen Xiaohui was lying.
They didn't expect that the three good students back then would one day lie to others.
If a few of them hadn't known Mr. Zheng Shunyao's name, they might have been fooled by her.
Wen Xiaohui did not expect that she would be maliciously speculated like this because she simply wanted to send a calligraphy and painting to Teacher Xiong.
She was really angry and anxious. At this time, Li Yiyang held her hand and signaled her not to be angry.
After calming down Wen Xiaohui, he turned his eyes to Xiong Lishu: "Teacher Xiong, Xiaohui asked me to ask Mr. Zheng Shunyao to pick up the calligraphy for you because he respects you, but you don't believe it.
So, let me confirm it for you one last time, are you still willing to accept this painting?"
Xiong Lishu looked at the box in Wen Xiaohui's hand and thought that if he didn't accept it, it would be a bit too hurtful. It was true or false. At worst, he would just accept it and then find a place where no one was and throw it away. But he was just about to accept it.
Jiang Yumeng spoke again: "Li Yiyang, you already know it's fake, but you still force Teacher Xiong to accept it, what's your intention?
Back then, Teacher Xiong carefully educated Wen Xiaohui, but what she got in return was her deception, which is really chilling."
After hearing this, Xiong Lishu couldn't help but feel angry. He would rather Wen Xiaohui give him nothing than she would deceive him in the name of Mr. Zheng Shunyao.
Thinking of this, he said solemnly: "I have guided your thoughts. As for these words, you should take them back. I deserve it!"
"Teacher Xiong..." As soon as Wen Xiaohui finished speaking, Li Yiyang put away the box in her hand: "Honey, since Teacher Xiong doesn't want to accept it, then don't embarrass him."
"That's right, Teacher Xiong doesn't want it, do you still want to force it on?" Jiang Yumeng covered his mouth and snickered.
"You guys eat first, I'm going to the bathroom!" Wen Xiaohui got up and left the box.
Li Yiyang knew that Xiaohui was sad, so he followed and walked out.
As soon as the two left, everyone looked at each other.
"Do you think the gift sent by Wen Xiaohui was really written by Mr. Zheng Shunyao himself?" one of them asked curiously.
When Xiong Lishu heard this, his heart skipped a beat, as if he had missed something.
But what the student said next made him feel more at ease.
"I think you are just overthinking. How can Wen Xiaohui, a milk tea seller, have Mr. Zheng Shunyao's handwriting?"
"That's right, my boss paid a high price and no one else wrote it, so how could he give it to Wen Xiaohui's husband?"