My Evil Female CEO

"Your family has a novel 'Huaiyuan Invitation' written in white."

Chu Ruoqing calmed down and said with a cold smile while crossing her arms across her chest. Gu Shaoqiang, don't you think that's too much? Do you know how much the < Encyclopedia Invitation > costs? It's enough for you to eat for your entire life. Since your family has it, why are you still working?

"..." It's not my home, it's my friend's home, hehe, Director Chu is right, how could I have such a good life, if I really had the peerless "Garden Invitation", I wouldn't have been tortured by you everyday. "

Gu Shaoqiang laughed, and then replied.

No, Flight, you don't look like someone who is bragging. You can see some clues from the "Pine Mountain's Hidden Tiger Diagram", so you are not bluffing, and now you don't even look at my "Huaiyuan Invitation" and you are sure it is fake. You won't say that for sure, I'm sure. "

Song Haichuan shook his head and looked at Gu Shaoqiang sincerely. Your house, no, you said that it was your friend's' Huaiyuan Invitation 'that was the real deal. Why, why are you so sure? "

"" Huaiyuan "" and "Huaiting" and "Huixi" are both known as "Sanhuibao", which is known as the unparalleled masterpiece of the "Sanhuiyu Wild Grass", which was created after drinking wine. "In the end, according to Bai Huiyu's calligraphy, the literati wrote a total of 274 words, and according to the calligraphy, the first 78 words were soft, but the last 135 words were free and unrestrained, like thunder. The 61 words at the back are called" Sanhuangyu Wild Grass ", which is called" Triple ", but in fact, these 274 words were written in the middle of a painting.

Gu Shaoqiang answered naturally.

Taro and Chu Ruoqing were dumbstruck upon hearing this. If they had abandoned Gu Shaoqiang's previous grudge, Chu Ruoqing would have completely believed what he had said. It was just that Taro still couldn't understand why Gu Shaoqiang didn't look like the useless scoundrel from his memories.

"Wait, wait."

Song Haichuan opened his mouth slightly, and shook his finger that was pointing at Gu Shaoqiang. Flight, listen, from what you're saying, have you seen the 196 words behind it? "

"I have, of course I have. I can write anything I want."

Gu Shaoqiang laughed as if he did not care about it, walked to the study table and unfolded a piece of Xuan paper, then suddenly said to Chu Ruoqing seriously. What are you blanking out for? Little niece, I am a scout with a brush and ink, let me see if I only know how to speak. "

"Dad, did you hear that? He's just bullying people, do you still care?"

Chu Ruoqing blushed and anxiously told Song Haichuan.

"Hurry, hurry up and grind the ink."

Song Haichuan was only thinking about the 196 words that Gu Shaoqiang said, so he did not take Chu Ruoqing's help in the slightest.

"Dad, you're almost going to go berserk now, why do you believe him so much? You didn't even take a look, with his current appearance, can he write in white?"

Chu Ruoqing turned her head in frustration and bit her lips as she spoke.

"If you don't want to grind, I'll grind."

Song Haichuan didn't look like the chairman of the company anymore. He rolled up his sleeves like he was possessed and went to grind the ink.

"Chairman Song, let me do it, please rest."

He clearly knew that Gu Shaoqiang would not forget to provoke Chu Ruoqing just yet. If he continued to stir up trouble, the situation would become completely within Gu Shaoqiang's control, and he might even do something. He hurriedly walked over and whispered to Gu Shaoqiang. You, you really know how to write? Wild grass? I've never seen you write calligraphy before? "

"Just because you haven't seen it before doesn't mean that you don't know it. You haven't seen the wind either, do you dare to say that there's no wind?"

The brush in Gu Shaoqiang's hand was dipped in ink as he replied indifferently.

The room was very quiet, and only the sound of Gu Shaoqiang moving his hand could be heard. Chu Ruoqing stubbornly sat on the chair, or perhaps it was too quiet, and couldn't help but come over a few times to see what Gu Shaoqiang had written until Song Haichuan's lips trembled and broke the silence.

"Yes, yes, this is the handwriting in white. It's exactly the same. It's eye-opening, eye-opening."

Song Haichuan picked up the calligraphy and paintings that Gu Shaoqiang had finished writing from the table. He was so excited that he was unable to calm down, and his eyes shone.

Chu Ruoqing finally could not hold it in anymore, bit her lips, and quietly walked to Song Haichuan's side. She was stunned when she saw the wild grass on Xuan paper.

He just could not believe that this was actually a word that Gu Shaoqiang could write. Even Chu Ruoqing turned her head to look at him in shock.

"H-how is this possible? Y-how is it possible for you to write it?"

"That's right!"

Song Haichuan seemed to have thought of something, and said to Gu Shaoqiang. "Bai Yi's' Three Treasures of the Mo'Bao 'has only been passed down from one to the other, namely the 78 words at the beginning. The words at the back have already been lost. You, Flight, how did you manage to write these? Could it be that you've seen it?"

I said I didn't see it, but that doesn't mean I didn't, and even if I said it was a lost story, it's just that I didn't make it public. Brother Song, to be honest, I could write out the words "White Yi Yu" with my eyes closed, I don't know how precious these words are, but I have suffered a lot during my practice.

"Copy? You, Flight, you copied it before? "

Song Haichuan looked at his handwriting again and shook his head slowly. That's not right. Calligraphy requires both form and spirit. Your writing makes it look like a god … This will at least take a few decades of cultivation. But based on your age, how did you cultivate it? "

"Brother Song, you mentioned my sorrows. Childhood! I can write these few words, so what can I do? I don't see that I'm much higher than anyone else, let me be honest with you, if it wasn't for the fact that the old man was looking closely, I would have already burned down my body long ago, and I would have suffered if I were to keep it. If you really like it, then if you really like it, I'll send it to you tomorrow. "

Gu Shaoqiang bitterly smiled, and said while shaking his head.

"Send it over!"

Song Haichuan grabbed Gu Shaoqiang's hand, his eyes filled with hope and excitement. Brother, can you really let me have a feast for my eyes and look at the true meaning of the Three Waves Ink Treasure? "

"What's so difficult about that? It's rare to see someone like you. In any case, I won't …"

Gu Shaoqiang stopped and realized that he had forgotten why he was here for, and was actually accompanying Song Haichuan to chat about this. He wasted most of the day, and then looked at Song Haichuan's hungry look, and suddenly laughed.

"Look, it's nothing, just, just …"

"What is it? "Inconvenient?"

Song Haichuan suddenly became nervous.

"It's not that it's inconvenient, it's not mine, it's my friend's. If you want it, it's a little bit difficult …"

Gu Shaoqiang sighed and shook his head, he secretly glanced at Song Haichuan.

Song Haichuan was a smart man after all. He frowned and then suddenly laughed.

"It's difficult, so that means it's possible. Say it, Flight, what do you want for me to see the Three Waves Ink Treasure? As long as it's something I, Song Haichuan, have, I'll give it to you."

Hehe, Brother Song, look where you are talking about, you are really sincere about befriending me, how can I negotiate conditions with you, and send it over to you? There is no problem, it is the matter of the company being busy with plans for cooperation with the Xingyuan Real Estate, I have already issued a military order for the Chairman Qi to know about it, the Director Chu is afraid, I do not have the time to look for it for you.

Gu Shaoqiang rubbed his hands together and said with difficulty.

"You've been waiting for me here all day."

Song Haichuan touched his hair and tapped the teapot a few times with his finger. "Since I've accepted you as my brother, as your big brother, I can't help you. If you lend me the Three Waves Mo Bao for me to admire, I'll give you a chance to discuss the cooperation proposal with me."

"Dad, you, you don't talk about business at home. You don't even talk about business with me. You've always talked about plans with me, so why should we talk about them?"

When Chu Ruoqing heard Song Haichuan's words, she was truly anxious. Gu Shaoqiang's mouth was so white that it could make him black out. If he really spoke with Song Haichuan, she did not know what would happen.

"I don't care. I'm already this old, and that's all the hobby I have. When this happened, I still have the same words. I'll talk to whoever gives me the White Hui Yu's real work of art."

The older a person was, the younger he would be. Song Haichuan was stubborn like a child.

"Dad, you, why are you so unreasonable now? Since you want to talk about the plan with him, then you also want to talk about it with me."

Chu Ruoqing sat next to Song Haichuan angrily.

"What identity do you have to talk to me? I am Song Haichuan's daughter, or the director of Ninth Century?"

Song Haichuan took a sip of tea and said. If it's the former, does that mean your father has a wish, and you should support him even more. If it's the latter, Director Chu, we have to discuss how to make an appointment with my company tomorrow, we have an agreement, and we have three parts of an agreement. When we get here, you are just my daughter, and we won't talk about anything else, hehe.

"Dad, you always have principles, I see that you don't have any principles anymore. If Gu Shaoqiang really sends you some real art, do you plan on giving him the plan?"

"And you are the daughter of Song Haichuan."

Song Haichuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Other people don't know what kind of person Song Haichuan is, but how could you not know? I only gave Feiyang the chance to discuss the plan, but I have never said that I wanted to give him the chance to do so, whether it's a mule or a horse, I will definitely do it. If you want to say it, then give it to whoever you want, no, even if you give me the museum, I, Song Haichuan, won't even bat an eyelid. "

Seeing Chu Ruoqing's speechless look, Gu Shaoqiang knew that what Song Haichuan said was true. To be able to go from a mere employee to the Wan Hao Group's surname Wang, if Song Haichuan was someone who was greedy for power and wealth, he would not be the man he was today. He had to admire Song Haichuan's principles of conduct.

"Brother Song, what you said is right. There is no hope for us to rely on you to walk further. You will know whether we have the goods or not after listening to it. I will bring you the Three Waves Ink Treasure tomorrow."

Song Haichuan nodded his head in satisfaction, he was completely focused on Gu Shaoqiang's words, and even Gu Shaoqiang was not distracted when he said goodbye.

"Ruo Qing, help me send Flight and the others off."

Chu Ruoqing walked to the door and blocked it. She glared at Gu Shaoqiang viciously, and Taro hid behind him with his head buried.

"Gu Shaoqiang, stop putting on an act for me. I'm warning you, if something were to happen to Ninth Century's plan because of you, you won't be able to bear the responsibility."

"Look at what you're saying …"

Just as Gu Shaoqiang was about to clench his teeth and smile, he suddenly spoke in a serious tone. I say, do you have respect and politeness? Your father recognizes me as his brother, and I am your uncle. You should call me uncle instead.

"Gu Shaoqiang, you, you."

Chu Ruoqing stomped her feet in anger, but Song Haichuan was still in the study room and could not flare up.

Yu Tuo kept dragging the corner of Gu Shaoqiang's clothes, telling him to leave quickly. Gu Shaoqiang said with a mischievous smile.

"No rush, no rush. Little niece, come, let me give you a hug!"