The king of entertainment

Yuan Zhiling smiled.

Isn’t it a pity to compare calligraphy with Xiao Yang?

People from the Calligraphy Association think that it is just a driver, how can calligraphy be good?

"We don't take advantage of it, just write the poem you just now." An old man from the Calligraphy Association came out.

"good."

Xiao Yang took the pen from Yuan Zhiling.

The old man from the Calligraphy Association has started writing.

Xiao Yang also started writing.

No one took Xiao Yang seriously, and they were all praising the old man's calligraphy of the Calligraphy Association.

The old man from the Calligraphy Association took the lead in writing, and then looked at Xiao Yang, "Young man, have you finished writing?"

Xiao Yang finished his pen.

Everyone looked at each other, and their faces changed suddenly. This word...

The old man from the Calligraphy Association was shocked. Is this really written by a driver?

Zhang Beihai exclaimed, "Good word!"

The people in the Calligraphy Association looked ugly. Is this kid a devil? It would be fine if the poem was well written, but the calligraphy was so good.

Zhang Beihai said, "In this game, the two draws."

Yuan Zhiling's beauty changes slightly, can she also draw?

Although the people from the Calligraphy Association blushed a little, they still accepted the result happily.

Dou Wenhai became more and more proud. What can you do if you write well? You are just a broken driver!

Xiao Yang glanced at Zhang Beihai. This old man was really too snobbish.

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "Old Zhang, today I will bring you a hundred-year-old wild ginseng."

A person next to him took out the gift box and respectfully handed it to the Zhang family.

Gifts are started!

A century-old wild ginseng is a good thing.

Dou Wenhai continued, "My dad will bring something here later."

Everyone became more and more curious. What Dou Haishan gave was definitely not ordinary things.

Next to them, everyone started giving gifts one after another.

Yuan Zhiling was angry, but this was Zhang Beihai's birthday after all, so she gave her gift.

Dou Wenhai looked at Xiao Yang, "Since you are here to attend this birthday party, why don't you know how to bring some gifts?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Yang and smiled. When they came to attend the birthday party, they didn't even bring any gifts. There was no etiquette at all.

Xiao Yang looked at the letter he wrote, "This is the best gift I gave to Mr. Zhang. My poem is worth ten million."

When Dou Wenhai mentioned ten million, he became angry and sneered, "I gave you ten million, not that your poems and calligraphy are worth ten million."

Others also said in their hearts, how much is your handwriting worth? Do you have any idea? Do you really think your calligraphy is worth ten million?

Jiang Han chuckled, "Young people, not everyone is Xiao Yang."

Dou Wenhai smiled and said, "Take this piece of yours, it's worthless."

Yuan Zhiling said coldly, "Dou Wenhai, have you said enough?"

Dou Wenhai smiled, "Sister-in-law, he is just a driver."

Yuan Zhiling said coldly, "Please pay attention to your words. I am not your sister-in-law."

Dou Wenhai's face looked a little ugly after being criticized. This woman is really shameless.

If it weren't for Ye Huan, he would have turned against him long ago.

Zhang Beihai smiled and said, "I have this gift."

He didn't want everyone to have a bad time at his birthday party either.

A servant from the Zhang family put away Xiao Yang's calligraphy.

The Zhang family didn't take the word Xiao Yang seriously at all.

Just then, a man in his early fifties came.

Dou Wenhai greeted him, "Dad."

The person who came was Dou Haishan, the chairman of Huihuang Media and one of the top ten richest people in the capital.

Dou Haishan smiled and said, "Old Zhang."

Zhang Beihai smiled and nodded, "Haishan, sit down."

Dou Haishan laughed, "No hurry."

Looking back at the person behind him, he said, "Don't you open the things yet."

The man behind took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

Everyone looked at it and it was a piece of characters!

Pei Qianyao couldn't help but say, "It's Xiao Yang's "Encouraging Learning."

Dou Haishan smiled and said, "That's right, this is "Encouraging Learning". I bought it from the Beijing Drama Academy."

Everyone started to look carefully.

Zhang Beihai exclaimed, "Good words, good words!"

When Xiao Yang wrote that poem just now, he was afraid that he would be recognized, so he changed his pen tip. It was two completely different styles from "Encouraging Learning".

"Encouraging Learning" is written in running regular script. Zhang Beihai is best at running regular script, so he particularly likes "Encouraging Learning".

Dou Haishan went to the Beijing Theatre Academy to buy back "Schooling" after devoting his preferences.

Dou Wenhai also praised, "It's indeed a good word."

Jiang Han said, "Xiao Yang's calligraphy attainments are too high."

Others also praised it.

Zhang Beihai said, "Haishan, you have the heart."

A child from the Zhang family couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Haishan, how much does this cost?"

Dou Haishan laughed, "Not much, only 40 million."

Everyone gasped, and this article "Encouraging Learning" was worth 40 million.

Xiao Yang doesn’t have to be an artist at all. He can be worth hundreds of millions of dollars by writing calligraphy.

People from the Calligraphy Association are very envious. Who doesn’t like money?

Zhang Beihai said: "Haishan has spent money."

Dou Haishan said, "Old Zhang is polite. When will I go to the East China Sea and buy "Horse Talk" for Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Beihai laughed: "Haishan, you might as well find Xiao Yang for me."

Dou Haishan said, "Xiao Yang is in the capital. I will bring him here in two days."

Zhang Beihai smiled, "Then I'll just sweep the bed and wait."

He really wanted to meet this talented man with a reputation in Donghai.

Next to him, Yuan Zhiling couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Beihai said, "Everyone can take the seat."

Everyone nodded.

A waiter said to Yuan Zhiling, "Miss Yuan, your seat is the second seat."

Yuan Zhiling is the future wife of the Ye family, and the Zhang family must give Yuan Zhiling face.

Yuan Zhiling was going to take Xiao Yang over, but the waiter said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Miss Yuan, you are the only place left in the second seat."

Many people around him couldn't help but be happy when they heard this. A driver was even embarrassed to go to the second seat. Did he get his head clamped by the door? He didn't have any self-knowledge!

Dou Wenhai was also in the second seat. Seeing that Xiao Yang was defeated, he couldn't help laughing, with a sarcastic look on his face.

In the upper class, you can't come just by saying you can come!

Yuan Zhiling said, "Then I won't go."

The waiter was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, where am I sitting?"

The waiter looked outside the door and said, "There was a table specially prepared for the driver outside."

Yuan Zhiling's face darkened.

Xiao Yang looked at Yuan Zhiling and said, "It's okay."

Yuan Zhiling said, "I'll go out with you."

Dou Wenhai said, "Professor Yuan, why not let him move the stool over and squeeze it."

Many people around couldn't help but laugh.

Yuan Zhiling's face became increasingly unfair.

At this moment, Zhang Beihai's son received the call and hurriedly said to Zhang Beihai, "Dad, Uncle Zhang is here."

Zhang Beihai stood up and said, "Everyone, I'll pick someone up."

Dou Haishan's face changed slightly. Who is it? He actually wants Mr. Zhang to greet him in person?

Others were also curious that some big shot must have come.