The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Bai Qiansong also took a look at his second brother in displeasure, although he knew that the reason why his second brother had the highest position in Baijia in recent years. He always disliked his big brother, and even felt a little domineering. But at his birthday party today, it was undoubtedly a bit too much to say such a thing.

After all, those juniors and outsiders don't know what Yang Dongxu's identity is, doesn't he, Bai Changsong, know?

I know, what do you want to do if you still say such things?

Prepared to see that the gift from Yang Dongxu was not good, he stepped on the face of his big brother and rubbed it on the ground. Or is she still peeping at Bai Qian's hand, and wants to hit Changfang in the face in this way?

"It's a copybook. Bai Qian said that Uncle Bai likes to practice calligraphy. It happens that I have a good copybook at home, and it would be a waste of money to put it where I am, so I gave it to someone who understands like Uncle Bai. It is considered a sword for a hero."

The expression on Yang Dongxu's face, although there was a slight pause because of Bai Changsong's untimely words. But the smile was still there, and while speaking, she handed the long sandalwood box to Bai Qian.

As a result of Baiqian's lack of expression, Yang Dongxu opened the sandalwood box, took out the calligraphy and painting from it, and opened it carefully.

Seeing Yang Dongxu taking out the scroll carefully, keeping the color of the paper, everyone stretched their necks curiously. Bai Qiansong looked fixed.

When Yang Dongxu slowly opened the scroll and saw the name on the scroll, Bai Qiansong couldn't help being surprised: "The Postscript to Dingwu Lanting Eighth is this."

"I don't know much about calligraphy, but I asked the old man at home. He said that Song Ke's characters Xiaocao and Zhangcao were the best in the Song Dynasty. I don't know what Xiaocao and Zhangcao are. I saw Song Ke in the study. I was lazy and wrapped it up as a birthday present for Uncle Bai." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

"How did this happen?" Bai Qiansong originally saw Yang Dongxu open the gift on the spot, and secretly blamed this young man for being too impulsive.

I thought in my heart that no matter what Yang Dongxu brought out, he would say he liked it, and wanted to save his daughter's face. But seeing such a picture of Song Ke's words, it's more than liking, it's a huge surprise. But officially because the surprise was too great, he couldn't say that he liked it. Because this is really too expensive.

"I don't know how to read. It's a waste to put it where I am. Such a thing is not buried in Uncle Bai's hands." Yang Dongxu didn't fully open the scroll.

Such antiques have been preserved until now and the paper is very brittle, although it has been re-mounted for protection. But this thing should be tasted quietly, not opened and displayed in front of everyone.

So those people who didn't care about those old people with stretched necks wanted to take a closer look. After Yang Dongxu showed Bai Qiansong and a few elders, he put the painting away and put it in the sandalwood box that Bai Qian was holding.

"No, this is too precious." Seeing that Yang Dongxu really gave this painting to himself, Bai Qiansong quickly refused.

Those who don't know Song Ke may only feel that this calligraphy is from the Song Dynasty and may be very valuable. But as a person who likes writing, how could he not know about Song Ke. Knowing Song Ke naturally knows the value of Song Ke's authentic works.

As a famous calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty, he was one of the Three Songs and Three Shens. He and Gao Qi waited for ten friends, and the poem called the existence of ten talents. The price of an authentic work of Song Ke is at least several million, let alone a masterpiece of this kind of work.

The evaluation of Xiaocao and Zhang Cao as the best of the generation is not Song Ke's boast. It is the evaluation of Song Kezi by later generations, and it can surpass the existence of a generation. The value of such a work can be imagined.

So even if you use the most conventional money to measure the value of this painting, it is worth tens of millions. It is not impossible to send tens of millions at the auction, tens of millions of birthday gifts. Still, he really likes copybooks that cannot be measured by money, Bai Qiansong can't help but lose his composure.

"It's just a picture, not as exaggerated as what Uncle Bai said. As long as Uncle Bai likes it, the rest is not important."

After speaking, Yang Dongxu turned to Bai Qian and said, "Send it to Uncle Bai's study."

"No, this is really."

"Isn't the gift just to like it? Dad, you can accept it if you like it." Bai Qian said.

She didn't understand words, so when Yang Dongxu went back to pick out gifts. She just felt that this gift might be very expensive, but no matter how expensive it was, it was nothing between her and Yang Dongxu.

So when I watched Yang Dongxu carefully choose the gift, compared to the value of the gift. She is more sweet that Yang Dongxu values.

But the reaction of her father in front of her made her realize that the value of this gift seemed to exceed her previous estimation. And my father really likes it.

But she still doesn't care too much about the high value, as long as her father likes it. Of course, Yang Dongxu gave such a gift, she was definitely sweeter in her heart.

"That gift seems to be very valuable."

"Nonsense, is it worth so much that a family of hundreds of parents will react so much?"

"It seems to be a character of Song Ke in the Song Dynasty, Ding Wulan or something? Who can understand it and say it."

"I have a buddy who plays calligraphy and painting, please help me block it, I'll call and ask."

The surrounding area, which was originally quiet, was also buzzing with whispers at this time.

And Bai Changsong, who originally hinted that he wanted to see the gift from Yang Dongxu, couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and he didn't know the words very well. But looking at his elder brother's appearance, and Yang Dongxu who didn't show the slightest strange expression on his face.

He knew that this gift must be very valuable, so what he said subconsciously and impulsively, he shot himself in the foot.

Before her father could refuse, Bai Qian went upstairs and delivered the gift to her father's study.

But before Baiqian went up, the guard at the gate of the villa area called, saying that Baijia had guests coming in. Ask if it is a guest of Baijia, it is best to go to someone to pick it up.

After all, the people who can live in this villa area are either rich or noble, and there are also a few retired old leaders. Although the doorman knows that Baijia Baiqian is celebrating his birthday today. But without Baijia's verification, he couldn't let people in casually.

"There are still guests?" Bai Qiansong couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked around the living room. It seemed that both those who could come and those who couldn't came came.

After all, it was a family banquet, and Bai Qiansong basically knew everyone who came, so he didn't feel that anyone was missing.

"The person here is called Li Yihang, it seems that he is not the only one." Seeing the doubt on the face of his Patriarch, the steward said quickly.

"I'll pick it up." Yang Dongxu laughed.

Obviously Li Yihang and the others came here for him, if he hadn't come in person today. It is estimated that a few people will send a gift at most, and it is impossible to come here in person.

It's not that they still look at dishes after the decline of Baijia, but that without Yang Dongxu's relationship, they really don't know Baiqian well. I'm even less familiar with Baijia, and I didn't come to celebrate Bai Qiansong's birthday.

"You are a guest, how can there be a guest to pick up a guest. Let Bai'an go, where is Bai'an?" Baiqian said.

So Bai'an, who was sullen after being pulled down by Su Jingrou, was called out to pick up someone at the door.

He was even more reluctant when he heard that he was going to pick up someone at the door. If Bai Qian hadn't called him personally, he might have thrown the chain directly. But after hearing that it was Li Yihang and others who answered, Bai'an secretly glanced at Yang Dongxu who was chatting with his father.

Then he looked better and walked outside.

"Jingrou also go together." Seeing Su Jingrou walking out with Bai'an, Baiqian said.

"Okay, Miss Baiqian." Su Jingrou nodded and went out with Bai'an.

"What kind of guest is that?" Su Jingrou is not very familiar with Baijia, but he knows that Mr. Bai was very powerful before. Now that Mr. Bai passed away, although Baijia has declined, it is still more powerful than her family.

The guests who came before basically reported it, and the housekeepers picked it up. Now she is asked to pick him up with Bai'an, the identity of the guest is obviously not simple.

"Yang, some of my sister's business partners." Bai'an said.

Although he still looks like a child who hasn't grown up, what he does seems very naive. But people are ashamed, obviously he doesn't want to say too much about Yang Dongxu. Even if it's a bit deceptive, his fiancée will definitely know it later.

"Besides being partners in some of my sister's businesses, their identities are not simple. For example, Li Yihang, the manor I took you to ride outside Yanjing two days ago is his. Besides that, he has other businesses It’s not small.”

Although he didn't want to talk about Yang Dongxu, Bai'an still mentioned Su Jingrou.

"I've heard of Li Yihang. It is said that this person is very capable. Before that, his family fell into disarray, but later he came back together and became a billionaire through hard work.

Moreover, he has a wide network of contacts in Yanjing, and many well-known people in Yanjing often visit his manor. It is said that some millionaires from other places, as well as Hong Kong businessmen who come to Yanjing to do business, go to him to find connections. "

Bai'an's point made Su Jingrou feel the willful care of the other party, so she couldn't help chatting a few more words. After all, this place is some distance away from the gate, so the two of them can't stay silent all the time.

"You shit is capable, if not." Bai'an snorted coldly, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. So he stuttered and said, "Forget it, you won't understand if I tell you. Just be polite to him, and you don't have to be too polite."

"Oh." Su Jingrou heard the strangeness in Bai'an's words, although she was very curious. But she was smart and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Bai'an and Su Jingrou took the person in, which was similar to what Yang Dongxu thought. It wasn't just Li Yihang who came, Qian Liang and Lan Lan who were in Yanjing also came.

Bai Feng, who hadn't shown her face in public for a long time, came here with her husband Wei Fei, who was at home nursing the child at ease.

And besides coming by themselves, they also brought gifts for Zhu Hengyi and others.

In fact, even if Yang Dongxu didn't come today, because he and Baiqian are shareholders of the same company, Li Yihang and others would still send gifts. But apart from Bai Feng, a sister who has a good relationship with Bai Qian, it is certain that Li Yihang will give gifts, and it is not certain whether people will come or not.

It is very likely that, like Zhu Hengyi and others, someone brought a gift to show it.

After all, no matter how good Baiqian is with Yang Dongxu, it is not Zhou Ya, no matter how good their relationship with Yang Dongxu is. They are all dignified people, and it is enough to give gifts as a token of appreciation, there is no reason to hurt their own face and give it to Baijiabang.