Qiao Runsheng's eyes were calm and he glanced at Yan Lijun lightly. Qiao Huanming hurriedly leaned into Qiao Runsheng's ear and whispered: "That is the son of Yan Dongcheng of Dongcheng Group."
"Since everyone wants to see it, let's open it and take a look." Qiao Runsheng withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly. His voice sounded calm, but many people knew that Qiao Runsheng was angry.
Yan Lijun's expression changed slightly, but he recovered quickly. For some reason, seeing Lin Yuan being treated so well by Qiao Runsheng made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Although he knew that this would make Qiao Runsheng disgusted, he still couldn't help but express his anger just now.
Voice.
"I bet Qiao Runsheng won't argue with a junior like me." Yan Lijun comforted himself in his heart.
Lin Yuan's birthday gift was packed in an exquisite long box, and the packaging was very exquisite. With Qiao Runsheng's consent, Qiao Huanming slowly opened the box and took out a picture scroll from the box.
"It seems to be calligraphy and painting, could it be Mr. Xu's work?" Many people have speculated that Lin Yuan and Xu Qingfeng have a good relationship before, so it is not impossible to give a piece of Mr. Xu's work as a birthday gift. If
If it is really the work of Mr. Xu, then this birthday gift is not considered shabby, but can even be considered precious.
Xu Chentang, who was at the next table, squinted his eyes and then opened them slightly. He also had this guess at first, but he quickly overturned it. Lin Yuan did have his father's original work in his hand, but it was not suitable for a birthday gift.
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"I hope it's not Mr. Xu's work." Yan Lijun was also in a state of confusion at this time. He was a little unsure. At this time, he even vaguely regretted his previous rashness. If what Lin Yuan took out was really Mr. Xu's work,
Then he is stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
Qiao Huanming untied the red ribbon on the scroll, slowly unfolded the scroll, and faced everyone. As the scroll unfolded, a majestic and evergreen picture slowly appeared in front of everyone.
In the painting, the rocks are steep and the green pines are lush. It can be seen that the painter is very skilled. The rocks have sharp edges and corners, and the green pines are lifelike, giving people a feeling of uprightness and tenacity. It is like the relaxation in the painting is hidden among the steep rocks.
It has withstood the wind and sun, but it is still tall and green, full of vitality.
"Eternally Green Picture! This is the authentic work of Mr. Tan Yilin." Someone recognized the scroll in front of them.
In fact, the scroll had Tan Yilin's stamp on it, but some people were not sure whether it was authentic or not. As the first person spoke up, the others nodded.
"It is indeed the original work of Mr. Tan, and it means auspiciousness. The evergreen picture means full of vitality and everlasting greenness." Someone commented aloud.
"Haha, it will last forever. I hope Mr. Qiao will be as green as the pine trees in the painting and live longer." Zuo Yixin chuckled and said, "This is a good birthday gift from Xiaolin."
"It is indeed a good gift. It means good luck and symbolizes Mr. Qiao's health." Many people agreed.
Lin Yuan's eternal painting is not very precious, but it is definitely worth it, and the meaning is very good. Tan Yilin is also a well-known painting master in China at the moment. No one would dare to use his painting as a birthday gift.
It would be disrespectful to Mr. Tan if he said that etiquette was too light, otherwise it would reach Mr. Tan’s ears.
"Haha, thank you Dr. Lin for your blessing." Qiao Runsheng laughed, then waved his hand, and Qiao Huanming gently put away the scroll.
Yan Lijun's face suddenly turned the color of pig's liver. Although Lin Yuan did not show Mr. Xu's works, he could definitely use Tan Yilin's works. Moreover, Lin Yuan's birthday gift was better than the one he prepared.
Birthday gifts are even more precious.
"Damn Zhao Quanming, didn't you say that this boy's family background is not good? It's a coincidence that he met Xu Chentang, but what's the point of showing Tan Yilin's authentic work?" Yan Lijun was becoming more and more jealous of Zhao Quanming at this time. If Zhao Quanming hadn't told him the news, he would have done it again.
How could it be so reckless?
"Haha, Mr. Qiao is so impressed. As long as you like it, Mr. Qiao." Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.
"It seems that Lin Yuan has put a lot of thought into this birthday gift." Zuo Yixin said with a smile: "Since someone asked to show Xiao Lin's birthday gift just now, why not show your own birthday gift to open everyone's eyes."
After Zuo Yixin finished speaking, all the eyes of the people at the scene turned to Yan Lijun. For a while, Yan Lijun became the focus of the scene.
Xu Wenbin and Liang Xingming even secretly gave Lin Yuan a thumbs up, envious that Lin Yuan could ask Zuo Yixin to stand up for him.
Although Zuo Yixin's words were light and airy, their meaning was extraordinary. It was clear that he was supporting Lin Yuan, otherwise he wouldn't need to speak at all.
Zuo Yixin is a kind-hearted person and does not like disputes, but he rarely expresses his support for one person.
Yan Lijun couldn't get off the tiger for a while, so he had no choice but to stand up, took out an exquisite wooden box and handed it over and said: "With a little thought, I wish Mr. Qiao good health, good fortune like the East China Sea, and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."
Qiao Huanming stepped forward, took the box, and opened it without hesitation. Inside the box was an exquisitely crafted inkstone. It could be seen that the quality of the inkstone was extraordinary. It should have been made by a famous artist. Moreover, Yan Lijun had obviously put great thought into giving this inkstone.
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When Qiao Runsheng reached this stage, he seldom worried about the company's affairs. He just wrote, yoyo, and played chess when he had nothing to do. Yan Lijun's gift of an inkstone was indeed very appropriate, but it was not as good as Lin Yuan's evergreen picture.
When congratulating Qiao Runsheng on his birthday, many people's thoughts are not on the price, but on the meaning. After all, the Qiao family is not short of money at all. If you give millions of things, if they don't reach Qiao Runsheng's heart, it will be in vain.
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"Well, I accept your wishes." Qiao Runsheng nodded slowly, and Qiao Huanming gently put away the inkstone and handed it to the servant beside him.
The people at the scene did not say too much, there was no praise, no belittling, and no ridicule, but Yan Lijun still felt his face burning because he knew that his birthday gift was no better than Lin Yuan's.
If it hadn't been for the previous scene, this birthday gift would have been nothing. But with his previous deliberate efforts to make things difficult, this birthday gift would have seemed shabby. If you laugh at others, your own things may not be better than others. What's the point of laughing at you?
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Yan Lijun's difficulty was just an episode at the birthday banquet. With everyone's congratulations afterwards, the incident was quickly forgotten by everyone.
A group of people congratulated Qiao Runsheng on his seventy-fourth birthday, which is indeed a happy event in life. People often say, seventy-three or eighty-four, the King of Hell will not ask him to go, which means that seventy-three and eighty-four are often
It is a hurdle in life. A birthday banquet at the age of seventy-four means that you have passed the threshold of seventy-three years old, and you will have good luck.
Lin Yuan sat at the head table, chatting with Zuo Yixin and others. At the same time, he also learned the identities of the other two old people. One was Feng Haidong, the founder of Kangtai Group in Western Sichuan Province, and the other was the founder of Mingkang Pharmaceutical in Western Sichuan Province.
Zhuo Junteng, both are well-known entrepreneurs in Western Sichuan Province and self-made billionaires.
Feng Haidong and Zhuo Junteng were obviously not as enthusiastic about Lin Yuan as Qiao Runsheng and Zuo Yixin, but they were not so cold either. They could be said to be quite satisfactory.
In fact, during the entire birthday banquet, the four of them, Zuo Yixin, were basically chatting. Lin Yuan was at best a listener. He was very uncomfortable sitting at the head table, but he was very enviable by others. He sat at the other table.
Tong Gensheng is one of them.
Qiao Runsheng and the others left the scene after less than an hour. The remaining people then completely let go and began to walk around and toast each other. The identities of everyone who came to this birthday banquet were not simple, and it was also an exchange.
good opportunity.
Lin Yuan returned to Tong Gensheng's side at this time, and once again sat with Xu Wenbin and his group. While chatting, he had some friendship with this group of young men in western Sichuan.
After the birthday banquet, Lin Yuan and Tong Gensheng said goodbye together. Qiao Huanming personally walked them to the door. Before leaving, he patted Tong Gensheng on the shoulder and said: "Dean Tong, thank you for coming with Dr. Lin this time. We will see you in the future."
If I have a chance to go to Jiangzhong, I will pay you a visit."
"Where is Mr. Qiao's birthday? It's right for me to come." Tong Gensheng said quickly, feeling extremely lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he brought Lin Yuan here this time. Otherwise, there would be so many people present. After he left, the Qiao family
Will you remember him? How will it be like now? Qiao Huanming will send him off personally.
After leaving Qiao's house, Lin Yuan and Tong Gensheng returned to the hotel. The original schedule of the two of them was to return to Jiangzhou that afternoon, but now Lin Yuan has to follow up with Xu Qingfeng and cannot go back for the time being. Naturally, Tong Gensheng is unwilling to do so.
He gave up this opportunity and went back alone, and stayed with Lin Yuan.
Not long after returning to the hotel, Lin Yuan received a call from Tang Zongyuan. When the call was connected, Tang Zongyuan's voice came over: "Doctor Lin, are you in the hotel?"
"Here, what's wrong with Boss Tang?" Lin Yuan asked.
"It's okay. I'm at the door of the hotel right now. If you have nothing to do, come down and I'll take you somewhere. When you come to western Sichuan, you should have a good stroll." Tang Zongyuan said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll be down right now." Lin Yuan responded, hung up the phone, changed his clothes and went downstairs. After leaving the hotel, a black Audi parked not far away from the hotel entrance, with the driver's window open.
Shake down, Tang Zongyuan is looking towards the direction of the hotel.