The road to the richest man starting from company cleaning

Chapter 281 Feelings
Han Tianxing sighed and said: "Teacher Zheng's characters are very ancient, and they are deeply rooted in the Jin and Tang Dynasties.

Compared with Wang Xizhi, Su Dongpo, Yan Zhenqing and other ancient masters, the brushwork seems a bit rusty! "

"Not good?" Before Han Tianxing finished speaking, the boss rushed to ask.

Han Tianxing was stunned, and said, "I didn't say it was bad! Listen to me, I'm talking about the comparison between him and Wang Xizhi.

Who dares to compare with Wang Xizhi!It can be said that the calligraphy of any contemporary calligrapher is completely incomparable with Wang Xizhi, at least a thousand miles away! "

He paused, and continued: "But from my point of view, if Teacher Zheng's calligraphy is to be compared with the calligraphers of later generations, it is superior! Even Zhao Mengfu and Dong Qichang are not as good as Teacher Zheng!

Hehehe... just a family opinion, for reference only! "

The boss nodded and said, "Then tell me, how much is the piece written by Mr. Zheng worth?"

"It's hard to say. But if you compare it with the level of other contemporary calligraphers, conservatively speaking, Mr. Zheng's calligraphy can only sell for 100 million square feet. It's just that Mr. Zheng is not famous now. If he becomes famous, it will be even more difficult to say. gone."

"Thank you, Mr. Han!"

The boss sent Han Tianxing to the car with a happy expression on his face. After thinking for a long time, he returned to the store.

As soon as he saw Zheng Yun, he immediately invited him to his office, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, I have a proposal for you to listen to. I also want to ask you for a letter. As a reward, the things you buy today will be free." I will give it to you, and the account you transferred before will also be returned to you, you see..."

In fact, Zheng Yun really didn't want to write for him. He thought that even though it was worth several million for a single piece of writing, it would not be an advantage. His own writing was also valuable, and it would be even more valuable in the future!

But for the sake of the other party's help and good attitude, I agreed, and wrote him a couplet, also without a seal, and I will talk about it later.

After everything was dealt with, the clerk and the boss helped to carry the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When they saw that Zheng Yun's car was a Rolls-Royce, they were not so surprised at this time, because the goods he bought were worth several million.

The boss never had the nerve to ask Zheng Yun's identity, but when he was sending him away, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Yuntao Group, Zheng Yun." After Zheng Yun finished speaking, he left with Zhang Yuan and Zhao Jing.

"Yuntao Group?" The boss suddenly came back to his senses, recalled some reports he had seen before, and said in surprise: "He...he is the big boss of Yuntao Group, that hero who has done justice many times! My God ! He came to my shop today!"

Zheng Yun hadn't driven for a long time, his hands were itchy, he was the one who drove the car back and forth, seeing Zhang Yuan and Zhao Jing muttering behind him, and asked what they were doing, Zhang Yuan couldn't open his mouth and refused to let Zhao Jing say.

Zhao Jing finally said it out, saying that Zhang Yuan wanted to ask the county magistrate for a "blessing" and hang it in the living room when they got married next year.

Zheng Yun smiled and said: "I won't write for others who ask for words. Why are you so polite when you ask for words? When you go back, I will write a large size for you, and it will be my wedding gift to you!"

Zhang Yuan and Zhao Jing screamed at the same time, hugging and celebrating.

Even if the value of the word itself is excluded, the meaning of the words given by such characters as the great hero, the rich man, and the county magistrate must be so significant. Can Zhang and Zhao be unhappy!

What's more, if you are short of money in the future, if you take out the words, you may change to a villa, which is too valuable!
Because Chen Li didn't have a desk for writing, Zheng Yun went to the furniture store on the road and bought a solid wood table and a large bookcase. Although they were not made of rosewood, they were all high-quality wood.

They delivered the goods to the door, and Zheng Yun personally led the way.

It was the first time for those delivery workers to deliver goods in this kind of place, and their eyes were simply not enough to look around.

Being able to see but not touch is the most tormented. This time the workers came, and it is estimated that their life expectancy will be shortened by one day.

Before the workers left, Zheng Yun gave each of them a thousand labor fees.

Everything was ready, Zheng Yun started to practice calligraphy according to the system's instructions.

In fact, practicing calligraphy on rice paper is too wasteful and unnecessary, so before Zheng Yun left, the boss gave him a hundred knives of handmade rough edge paper.

This kind of paper is not expensive, only 20 yuan per knife, and the writing effect is very good. It is almost less than good rice paper, but the paper is thicker and the color is not good. It is not suitable for mounting and can only be used for practice.

In addition, the boss also gave him many famous ancient copybooks for future study.

It can be said that when he went out this time, he spent more than 1 yuan on tables and bookcases, but got back several million dollars.

Holding a writing brush, he remembered that he used to move bricks on the construction site, but now he is sitting in a mansion practicing calligraphy, which is really emotional!
He suddenly laughed a few times, and began to write and practice.

Anyone who practices calligraphy knows that the improvement of eyesight is mainly through observing ancient copybooks and profound literary accomplishments, but Zheng Yun has not specialized in it for many years, let alone literary cultivation, but now he is not only superb in writing skills, but also in his eyesight. have become extremely high.

At this time, he was studying Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" running script copybook. He thought his handwriting was already very good, and even scared two great calligraphers in China, one was hospitalized, and the other was insane.

But as soon as he came to the post, he gradually realized that his level was still far from Wang Xizhi's. He couldn't help but sigh, Wang Xizhi is really a high mountain, and he is just a small bumpkin!

Knowing that I am not as good as others, it stimulated my enthusiasm for learning, and I have been practicing for more than three hours without getting tired and completely immersed in it.

At this time, he suddenly felt the softness and smoothness beside him, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Wang Meishan entered the study at some time, and she was hugging himself at this moment, watching her writing with her face next to her face, and said with a smile: "Husband wrote Is it okay?"

As he spoke, he put down the brush and let Wang sit on his lap.

Wang Meishan was stunned at this moment. Although she didn't know calligraphy, Zheng Yun's writing was exactly the same as the copybook. This kind of ability is enough to tell the level of his skill.

After a long while, she said pleasantly, "Honey, what else do you have that I don't know?"

"Yes! Why not!"

Seeing Zheng Yun's smirk, Wang Meishan immediately understood, struggling to stand up, Zheng Yun hugged her tightly, not letting her move, and begged: "Shanshan, stay here tonight!"

"Oh, no, I made a bet last time, I will talk about it after the class reunion, you can't play tricks!"

"When the hell is the class reunion?"

"There's still half a month left."

"Well, can you open it sooner!"

Wang Meishan laughed a few times and said, "Oh, don't talk about that, go eat!"

"I'm not hungry, I'll write for a while!"

"Husband, teach me how to write!"

"No, you're too stupid!"

"Who is stupid!"

"If you don't believe me, try it!"

Wang Meishan wrote a few strokes, but she couldn't control it at all. The writing was extremely disgusting, and she said to herself: "It's really stupid!"

(End of this chapter)