Chapter 562 The richest man who suffered from internal injuries
He already regretted it. This painting...he spent 100 million yuan to buy it!
I bought this five years ago, and now it has at least doubled.
He regretted why he set up this flag, why not just pick a calligraphy and painting worth tens of millions and give it away!
I regret it so much, but how can I take back what I said, and Jiang Siming is still a junior.
Mr. Wang couldn't afford to lose this person, so he could only endure the pain and take down the painting with a smile and wrap it up for Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming took the painting and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."
After speaking, he handed the painting to Reba and said, "This is a gift from Uncle Wang to you. Thank you very much."
Reba was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."
"Oh, don't be so polite." Mr. Wang waved his hands nonchalantly, but actually he was sighing in his heart.
"By the way, Xiao Jiang, since you are proficient in calligraphy and painting, and you come to my study again, just leave your secondary calligraphy and I will polish it for you."
The richest man Wang always wanted to win back the victory. He wanted to confirm whether Jiang Siming really had ink.
What if this painting is just Jiang Siming's blind cat hitting a dead mouse?
After all, Qi Baishi's paintings are so famous.
Jiang Siming knew that the richest man Wang was suffering from blood loss and was feeling unbalanced, but he didn't want to disturb his happiness, so he agreed generously and walked to the desk of the richest man Wang.
Principal Wang fled in to take refuge at this time. When he saw that a painting was missing from the study, he opened his mouth and asked, "Dad, where are Qi Baishi's twelve paintings of landscapes?"
The richest man Wang became angry when he heard this. He would not open any pot and lift it.
"What does it have to do with you? Go out and entertain the guests!"
When Principal Wang heard this, he said inexplicably: "Aren't all the guests in your study?"
The richest man Wang was so choked that he couldn't speak. Yes, the guest was right here. What was he talking about?
Both Reba and Jiang Siming almost couldn't hold back their laughter.
"Then just wait and shut your mouth for me, so as not to affect Xiao Jiang's behavior."
When Principal Wang heard that Jiang Siming was about to write, he came forward with a look of disbelief and joined in the fun to watch.
Wang Shoufu helped Jiang Siming polish the ink, and there happened to be rice paper on the table.
Pens, inks, paper and inkstones were all available, so Jiang Siming picked a langhao pen and filled it with ink.
He raised his pen and stood in front of the table, his arms straight facing the rice paper, standing far away.
The richest man Wang couldn't help but be even more surprised when he saw Jiang Siming's posture. Could it be that Jiang Siming also knew calligraphy?
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Siming moved his hands!
The langhao pen in his hand started to sway freely on the rice paper, making iron strokes and silver hooks, and the pen moved like a dragon and a snake.
Each calligraphy master's calligraphy appeared on the paper, and the three people in the study were dumbfounded, including the wife of the richest man Wang, who also walked in later.
The four of them stood nearby, watching in shock as Jiang Siming indulged in calligraphy.
After a while, Jiang Siming stopped writing, and on the rice paper, the song "Jiang Chengzi·Hunting in Mizhou" was completed.
This poem is included in high school textbooks, but it is also very suitable to be written about the richest man Wang.
I talk about being a teenager. Isn’t it the character of the richest man? Even though he is almost 60 years old, he is still dominating the shopping mall.
Finally, looking northwest, shooting at the Sirius is a kind of ambition, which also coincides with the business ideal of the richest man Wang.
Seeing this calligraphy and poem, Wang Shoufang felt as if he had found a treasure, and he was even more excited than seeing Wu Guanzhong's "Spring Snow".
"Xiaojiang, that's great! I can vouch for your calligraphy. Among the calligraphers who still exist today, no one can write better than you!"
The richest man Wang looked at Jiang Siming as if he were looking at the son he had imagined in his mind before Principal Wang was born.
Before the child is born, every parent must have had visions for their child's future, such as being handsome, talented, a genius in all aspects, etc.
Wang, the richest man, naturally had such imaginations, but after Principal Wang was born and grew up, these fantasies were shattered.
Today he finally got to see what his fantasy son looked like, someone like Jiang Siming.
Giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou, this is the ancient time.
Now, the richest man Wang really wants to say that giving birth to a child should be like Jiang Siming!
At the same time, he was extremely envious of Jiang Siming's parents. The two couples must have saved the earth in their previous lives.
"Uncle Wang, don't say that. I just wrote for fun." Jiang Siming began to be modest.
Principal Wang is well aware of this guy's urinary nature. This wave of modesty is not modesty at all, but a secret pretense under the banner of modesty!
"By the way, Xiao Jiang, you haven't named it yet. Come on, come on, come up with a name for me. I'm going to find someone to frame it, just to fill in Qi Baishi's vacancy."
The richest man Wang urged.
Jiang Siming didn't want to spoil his family's reputation, so he had to write his name at the end of the letter.
"Do you have a seal?"
The richest man Wang asked, "Zhangzi is the seal with the tail end. Generally, celebrities will have seals on their calligraphy and paintings."
"There is really no such thing." Jiang Siming said with a bitter smile.
"That's okay. When you come next time, bring it over and seal it for your uncle." Wang Shoufu said seriously.
Seeing how serious he was, Jiang Siming readily agreed.
Although he doesn't have a seal at all, it doesn't matter, he can just get one.
After putting away the calligraphy carefully, Wang Shoufu took everyone out of the study.
It happened that the nanny at home had prepared the meal, and the five of them were sitting in the restaurant. Wang Shoufu seemed to be particularly happy today. He didn't drink alcohol on weekdays, and he even opened a bottle of red wine and toasted to Jiang Siming.
"Xiao Jiang, Uncle Wang's house will be your home from now on. Whenever you come to the imperial capital, don't stay in a hotel, come to my place. There is no hotel like this. I will ask your Aunt Lin to give you the key to the house later. You can come at any time, even if we
You can stay here at any time even if you're not here." Wang Shoufu said.
Reba stuck out her little tongue and was surprised.
Have you ever seen a house that greets guests by giving them home keys? Obviously, Jiang Siming's status in the heart of the richest man Wang is far higher than the word 'guest'.
"This...then I will be disrespectful." Seeing that the wife of the richest man Wang also agreed, Jiang Siming agreed.
It was hard for him to refuse such kindness.
After having enough wine and food, Wang Shoufu took Jiang Siming to his yard near the water to sit and chat and eat snacks.
"Xiao Jiang, I heard from Xiao Cong that your target for winning the world this time is Johnson & Johnson, are you sure?" Wang Shoufu lay on the couch and asked.
Jiang Siming was also lying down, picking up the cherries on the table and throwing them into his mouth.
"Well, that's right."
"Johnson & Johnson is one of the top 100 companies in the world, are you really sure you can deal with them?" said the richest man, Wang.
Jiang Siming smiled and said: "Of course I'm not going against them. How can I defeat their iron fist? I'm just taking advantage of the situation."
"What news makes you so confident?" asked the richest man Wang.
Jiang Siming did not hide anything and replied: "Johnson & Johnson has a talcum powder product that is potentially cancer-causing. Just wait, this news will probably spread throughout the United States in two days."