Baili Jinxiang felt a burst of displeasure in his heart, glared at Ning Feiyang, and said angrily: "Who is this guy?"
"He is our boss." Feike replied.
"Boss?" Baili Jinxiang was also a little surprised. After all, Ning Feiyang looked so young, but he didn't give in at all. "You're just a little kid. Do you know what calligraphy is?"
"Whether I know calligraphy or not has nothing to do with you. I know you are not worthy of my employment, and that's enough." Ning Feiyang said with a cold snort.
Fei Kai echoed: "Our boss has full decision-making power."
Baili Jinxiang had discussed it with Fei Kai yesterday, but he lost some money while drinking and playing cards last night, so he naturally wanted to make more money from here, so he raised the price.
"In that case, fine, five hundred is five hundred!" Baili Jinxiang said reluctantly.
"I've already said that you are not worth the price. I won't let you write it. Just leave." Ning Feiyang waved his hand.
Baili Jinxiang was a little anxious and said: "Business is all about auspiciousness. Isn't it too much for you to drive me away so early in the morning? Besides, this is the price we agreed on last night."
"Am I going too far? If I heard you right, you just raised the price and regretted it first. Now you can't blame me, so hurry up and leave." Ning Feiyang added.
Baili Jinxiang's face turned even uglier. To put it nicely, he was a calligrapher, but in fact he only knew a little bit about calligraphy. He had infiltrated the city's calligraphy association in the early years.
It's okay to bluff a layman, but I usually take orders worth a few hundred yuan and wait to die!
Five hundred yuan for five words was the highest price in his life.
"Boss, I'm really sorry. I drank too much last night and was a little dizzy, so I remembered the price incorrectly. Otherwise, let's pay 400 yuan." Baili Jinxiang had no intention of leaving.
"Drink too much? Then I can't let you write. I'll say it again, you leave quickly, or I'll call the police." Ning Feiyang threatened.
Baili Jinxiang was completely sober. Ning Feiyang was determined not to invite him, so he said: "Stingy, business won't be good for a boss like you."
After he finished speaking, he left angrily.
"Boss, I'm so sorry. The person recommended by my friend is really unreliable." Fei Kai apologized, "I'll find someone else."
"No need, I'll just write it." Ning Feiyang said.
Fei Kai's face was full of black lines. This boss was too confident, but when he thought about the signature on the contract yesterday, he felt relieved. It must not be too bad.
The pen and ink are ready.
"I'll practice first." Ning Feiyang said.
It is true that he got a calligraphy card, but he has never written calligraphy and has no idea.
Drunk Qingfeng Restaurant!
Ning Feiyang wrote it in one go, with smooth flow, whether it is a single word or mixed together, it can be called a magical pen.
"Boss, your handwriting is so beautiful. If I had known this, why would I have found a calligrapher?" Fei Kai was greatly surprised.
Not only him, but the construction workers were also amazed. They didn't know calligraphy, but they could still see that the calligraphy was particularly beautiful.
"Almost done." Ning Feiyang was about to write on the sign.
The writing is better this time, very charming, and seems to have a unique magic power, which makes people can't help but read more.
"Boss Ning, with this sign, our customers will increase a lot." Fei Kai said from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, you guys get busy." Ning Feiyang clapped his hands.
A gust of wind blew, and the paper I had been practicing on floated in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"It's a pity, I'm still planning to keep it for collection." Fei Kai shook his head and said.
"If you like it, I'll write it to you later." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
Fei Kai wholeheartedly agreed, and after settling the matter of the plaque, he started on other matters.
Snapped!
An old man just came out of the community, and rice paper was photographed on his face. He opened the paper and was about to scold who was so incompetent, but when his eyes fell on the words, he was stunned.
"This calligraphy... is not cursive, nor is it regular script. It is a completely new style." The old man observed it for a while, "It's really good calligraphy, comparable to ancient calligraphy masters."
He looked at it carefully again. The pen and ink were not dry yet, so he must have just written it.
"Zui Qingfeng Restaurant? What does this mean?" The old man was unsure, "I have lived here for decades and I have never heard of this restaurant."
While he was thinking about it, the phone rang. After he got through it, he said, "Okay, okay, I'll come right away. I'll bring you a unique treasure today, and I'm sure it will open your eyes!"
The words are divided into two sides.
Ning Feiyang was about to take a nap when Luo Kang called again. He thought the other party pressed the wrong button, so he didn't answer. Who knew the call came again?
"Luo Kang, it's fashionable for the second generation of rich people to wake up early now?" Ning Feiyang said jokingly.
"Don't mention it, I got up to do business." Luo Kang complained.
Ning Feiyang said with a smile: "The second generation of rich people work so hard, are they going to give us a way to survive?"
"You can pull him down, brother. I have something to do with you. Where are you? I'll go pick you up." Luo Kang said gloomily.
Ning Feiyang reported his address, and less than ten minutes later, a beast-like roar came over, and the sports car drifted and stopped steadily in front of Ning Feiyang.
"Take it easy." Ning Feiyang said.
"Don't worry, I know it well. I learned my lesson last time." Luo Kang said with a smile, "Brother, let me tell you something bad. The shooting range in the manor has been cancelled. I won't be able to play there in the future."
Ning Feiyang was slightly startled. The last time he separated from Ruan Yuxi, Fang Yu and Guan Guoliang, the three of them revealed the matter. Unexpectedly, it was really closed.
Could it be that they encountered something?
Ning Feiyang turned on his phone and wanted to ask, but still didn't dial the number. If they really needed help, they should contact him.
"Look at you, you're at a loss. I'll look for a place later." Luo Kang comforted, "I came to you today because I want you to help me choose a gift. It's my birthday today."
"That's not easy. Just see what the old man likes and just buy it. You're not short of money anyway." Ning Feiyang said.
"If it's that easy, why should I ask you for it? The old man has been frugal all his life and dislikes extravagance and waste. He issued an order last night that the gift cannot exceed three hundred yuan." Luo Kang said depressedly.
No wonder Mr. Luo is so depressed and makes him spend money lavishly. This is easy, but asking him to spend three hundred yuan to buy gifts is harder than reaching the sky.
"Whatever the old man likes, you can do whatever you like." Ning Feiyang pointed.
"Brother, I think so too. My grandpa likes calligraphy, and I'm going to buy him one. There is a calligraphy exchange meeting today, and maybe I can find something good. Sit tight." Luo Kang couldn't help but speed up.
Ning Feiyang asked: "The calligraphy exchange meeting, isn't that boring?"
"I came to see you just because I was bored. At least I have someone to chat with." Luo Kang said with a proud smile. (To be continued)