Entertainment, I am a great artist

Pan Duoshou did go to Hangzhou to ask for writing.

During this period of time, he has been following the buttocks of the Hangzhou Artists Exhibition.

I have followed eight cities.

However, since he missed "Shrimp Fun" for the first time, he never had a chance to make a move. "Shrimp Fun" and "Green Cow Shepherd Boy" never appeared at the auction again.

He even offered a high price of 5000 million in private, but Pan Yang didn't make a move.

Later, I heard that Mo Feng wrote another picture, and then ran to Hangzhou.

However, he was slapped in the face again by the Artists Association.

Not for sale!

No matter how much money you give, you won't sell it!
Pan Duoshou is so hot.

Later, I found out that Pan Yang turned out to be the daughter of the son of my uncle's cousin's cousin's cousin.

This relationship has just released the fifth server.

It's not too far away, the kind that can be hit by eight poles.

It was only then that he changed planes from Luzhou to the city where the art exhibition was located, hoping to discuss it with Pan Yang.

However, on the plane, Pan Duoshou suddenly saw the writing in Tao Yi's hand.

With his sharp eyesight, Pan Duoshou could tell at a glance that the words written on the napkin were exactly the same as Mo Feng's "Preface to the Blue Mountain".

Yes, it was Mo Feng's handwriting.

Without hesitation, Pan Duoshou bought the napkin with an offer of [-] yuan.

It's not exactly formal calligraphy, but it's better than nothing.

Back in Luzhou, Pan Duoshou directly refunded the ticket to the art exhibition city, and took his little wife Meimei to the hotel.

Turn on the lights.

Throwing the napkin on the table carefully, Pan Duoshou looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but become more and more sure in his heart.

It was indeed Mo Feng's handwriting.

Every word is similar to "Blue Mountain Preface".

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Pan Duoshou put away the tissue and waved to the beautiful woman beside him, "Meimei, this writing must be kept well, it will be an extra guarantee in the future."

"Master, are you sure?" Meimei stepped forward, "I never heard that Mo Feng can write songs."

"Sure, very sure." Pan Duoshou smiled, "Moreover, this calligraphy must be written by Mo Feng. Not only is it very valuable for collection, but we can also come up with a plan to knock mountains and shake tigers."

"Ok?"

"Meimei, have you heard of Blade?"

"Like a songwriter."

"I heard that Dao Feng and Mo Feng knew each other. Mo Feng may have received Dao Feng's dictation and wrote this song. Then, we can start from Dao Feng and let Mo Feng draw a picture for us."

"Will Mo Feng agree?"

"No matter what, at least we can see Mo Feng, Meimei, now go and book a ticket back to Hangzhou."

"Master, you have already flown around Blue Star eight times this month."

"Hey, that's the only way, for our son's future life."

Pan Duoshou glanced at his hands and shook his head.

It's not that he insisted on chasing Mo Feng.

In fact, a few years ago, he was injured once, which made him unable to hold the paintbrush at all. Moreover, most of the paintings he made when he was young have already been sold.

In other words, I lost the ability to make money.

Although he has some money now, his son is just 17 years old, and he is a little ignorant. If he lost it, this bastard son would have ruined the family long ago.

We must leave some property for him.

and,
Money is worthless. After all, Blue Star coins are depreciating every year. Collecting the paintings of a few big shots has become the best solution.

The next morning, Pan Duoshou and his wife took the plane again and returned to Hangzhou.

After getting off the plane, they inquired about Daofeng's company, and the two rushed to Tianfu quickly.

Pan Duoshou?
When the front desk heard Pan Duoshou's name, the whole person went down for 3 minutes.

This is Blue Star's most famous painter, why did he suddenly come to the company.

He hurriedly called and informed Mr. Xiong.

"What, Pan Duoshou is here?" Boss Xiong almost dropped the phone.

I'm really flattered.

After all, Pan Duoshou is a great artist of Blue Star, but in recent years, he rarely appeared in the public eye.

Such a pivotal figure, although has little to do with music.

However, that is also putting gold on the company's face.

Go downstairs in a hurry and go up to meet him.

Under the leadership of Mr. Xiong, Pan Duoshou and his party went to the company's reception room.

After a while, the whole company was alarmed.

Mr. Zheng, Mr. Wang, and even Mr. Wu all came to the company's reception room.

"Quick, quick, make tea for Old Pan."

"Turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, don't let Mr. Pan freeze in this cold weather."

"Arrange a banquet, let's chat with Mr. Pan for a while at noon."

Everyone was in a hurry.

Pan Duoshou waved his hand, "Okay, don't be too busy, I'm here today to see Dao Feng."

blade?
Boss Pan ran over from afar, and it turned out to be for Dao Feng?
Is Mr. Pan also a music enthusiast?
Everyone was shocked, Mr. Wu hurriedly signaled to Lao Tan, "Hurry up, call Daofeng quickly, and ask him to come over immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Wu."

Lao Tan hurriedly dialed the phone.

At this moment, Fang Yi is eating with Chen Jiu in a small restaurant.In the morning, Fang Yi finished writing the arrangement of "Meet Nine Eight" and is arranging for the band to record.

There's not much going on for now.

So, I arrived at the small restaurant early, but just after ordering a bowl of beef noodles, I received a call from Lao Tan.

"Mr. Pan is here?" Fang Yi looked at the steaming beef noodles, feeling a little regretful, "Let Mr. Pan wait for me for 10 minutes, I'll be there soon."

"where are you?"

"I'm eating noodles at the small restaurant at the door."

"You child, Mr. Pan is here, what do you want to eat..." Old Tan said strangely.

However, before the words finished, Pan Duoshou interrupted him.

"Since the blade is in the restaurant, let's go to the restaurant to eat."

"What!"

"What!"

"What!"

Pairs of eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Mr. Pan, are you kidding me? With your status, going to a small restaurant is not suitable for you.

"Mr. Pan, why don't we rearrange a hotel?"

"You people, it's just about form. I think small restaurants are fine."

"Old Pan taught me that."

Mr. Wu flattered and quickly greeted the people around him, "Hurry up, go to the Fulitang Hotel, order a table of the most high-end banquet, and send it to the beef noodle restaurant."

People who order meals order meals, and those who accompany them accompany them.

After a while, we arrived at the beef noodle restaurant at the door.

The owner of the beef noodle restaurant was stunned.

Are the leaders of Tianfu crazy? My restaurant is just to entertain ordinary employees. What do you mean by all of you coming to my restaurant?
I only have beef noodles in my restaurant.

Before they came back to their senses, everyone had already put together tables and moved stools, and sat down.

In an instant, the restaurant was packed to the brim.

"Boss, we have arranged for your restaurant today. By the way, how much do you think the venue fee will cost?"

"Venue fee?" The boss understood, everyone just borrowed their own tables, "Look, can you give me five hundred?"

"It's one thousand, you can go home after get off work, and get the key at the front desk of Tianfu tomorrow."

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ps: Thanks for the gift of hiding in the corner to bask in the moon.