The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 233
Sitting between Su Wanying and Shen Bingyue, Li Changan seemed to be embracing left and right, enjoying the happiness of being equal.

But Ji Yeyue could see that the fingers of the two women hidden under the table were pinching the tender meat on the master's waist. The master was able to maintain a smile under this kind of "hamburger" torture. , that is really profound.

The Surprise Party was really full of "surprises". Li Changan reluctantly raised his wine glass to thank Yang Zhiwei for organizing the celebration banquet for him.Everyone was amazed when they ate the delicious food made by Ji Yeyue.

Qin Yao was the only one in the arena who was preoccupied and had to pretend to congratulate Li Changan, feeling very depressed.

After the meal was over, Yang Zhiwei picked up the red wine that Qin Yao brought with him. Although there was only one bottle, it was a bottle of 82 Lafite.

Yang Yan laughed: "Young Master Yao just received his salary today, so he must have spent it all. This bottle of 82 Lafite will cost more than 2 yuan no matter what."

Qin Yao was expressionless: "Because the salary and tips are too little, I can only afford this kind of food. Come on, let me open the wine."

This girl is not yet an adult, but she is very familiar with red wine. She got up and took out the cork with a corkscrew, but instead of pouring the wine directly, she took out another icicle from the refrigerator. After processing, it is about the size of a wine cork, and it is stuffed into a wine bottle.

This is called an icicle wine stopper, which can not only block the fragrant wine, but also keep the temperature of the red wine. Only those who really enjoy fine wine will use it.

Qin Yao sniffed the aroma on the cork and was satisfied: "Well, it's really 82 years old, but it's not from Chateau Lafite in Bordeaux. This taste is from Chateau Liege in Belgium, so it's pretty good."

All the girls laughed: "Qin Yao is a child who is worthy of being born in a wealthy family. He is really very classy."

At this time, Qin Yao separated the drinking glasses and picked up the Bordeaux glass. The round-mouthed Bordeaux glass can diffuse the aroma of Lafite to the greatest extent. She divided two glasses, one for Li Changan and one for herself. They all poured a quarter of the red wine very professionally.

Yang Yan shouted: "There are still ours."

Qin Yao lowered her head and sniffed the aroma of the wine, shook the glass slightly, but said coldly: "Pour it yourself, I'm not your maid."

Yang Yan stuck out her tongue: "Besides Li Chang'an, Yao Shao, you don't care about anyone else."

However, Li Changan knew that with Miss Qin's temperament, being able to pour himself this cup was already "condescending", so he accepted it and took a sip.

The others had to pour the wine by themselves. At this time, Shen Bingyue, who was dressed in a black sexy outfit, stood up, stepped on high heels, picked up the sandalwood gift box, and handed it to Li Changan proudly: "This is for you, you go Sen Lan is now a teacher of Chinese studies, so I chose a gift that suits you."

Su Wanying put down her glass and immediately paid attention.

As a woman, she knew Shen Bingyue's thoughts clearly, didn't she just see that she gave Li Changan a car, so she had to express it.

However, Su Wanying's car was brought directly from Dubai, and it was worth 180 million US dollars. The limited edition Aston Martin supercar in China cost at least tens of millions of RMB.

What Shen Bingyue brought this time was a small wooden box, even if it was full of diamonds, it might not be worth Su Wanying's luxury car.

Li Changan frowned slightly, knowing everything in his heart, he had no choice but to ask Ji Yeyue to open the box, and saw a bamboo fan.

The seemingly innocuous bamboo fan made Li Changan look serious, and he gently picked it up: "Well, this is a Xiangfei bamboo fan, brocade silk jade tissue, and Suzhou Mingxiu silk wrapped on the outside. This thing has some origins."

Shen Bingyue held up the wine glass triumphantly: "Open it and have a look, I knew you would like it."

Li Changan opened the bamboo fan lightly. The fan looked hundreds of years old, but it didn't show any signs of yellowing. It was still as clear as jade, and the calligraphy on the fan was as elegant as flying.

One side of the fan is calligraphy, and the other side is landscape ink painting. There is a lonely mountain on it, and a stretch of water. On the edge of the landscape, there is a girl picking weeds, with a profound artistic conception.

Li Changan couldn't help laughing: "Ming Dynasty, the authentic work of Qiu Ying of the Wujiang School of Painting, this fan is really extraordinary."

Looking at the calligraphy again, I was even more moved: "Zhu Zhishan Shu Yuefu Style Poems, this stroke is worthy of the handwriting of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River. Well, this is Cao Pi's "Picking Wei Poetry on the Mountain"."

All the girls were dumbfounded, Su Wanying clenched her fists, feeling extremely depressed at this moment.

But Li Chang'an lightly read Cao Pi's poem written by Zhu Zhishan: "Life is like a post, why worry so much? I am not happy now, and the years are like a gallop."

Holding a fan, he explained: "Cao Pi is not only a generation of emperors, but also a poet in Jian'an. He and his father Cao Cao and brother Cao Zhi are all great writers. The meaning of his poem is that the sorrows of life come without a trace." , I don’t know where I came from, so entrusted in the life of the world, what are you worrying about? The only thing that makes people unhappy is that time flies too fast, like running away in a hurry.”

Yang Zhiwei couldn't help sighing slightly when she heard this, the poems on this fan are exactly the same as her current state of mind, life is full of worries and hardships, but happy days pass quickly.

Su Wanying was all about calculating the value of this fan, and she was not in the mood to think about the wonderful meaning of this poem.

Yang Yan is confused, and Shen Bingyue is a literary idiot. Apart from Yang Zhiwei, the only one who can really understand the meaning of the poem is Qin Yao.

It's a pity that Qin Yao understood what she meant, but she couldn't understand the reason. In her young lady's world, there has never been any real sorrow.

The girls had different thoughts, Su Wanying couldn't help asking: "Is this fan very valuable?"

Li Changan hummed: "Qiu Ying's paintings, Zhu Zhishan's characters, and the essence of Ming Jiangnan culture are all on this fan, and it is so well preserved. Whether it is auctioned or collected, it will cost at least 1000 million yuan. See if anyone is fighting with you."

Su Wanying was troubled in her heart: As expected, it was for the luxury car I sent, and the price was about the same.

At this time, Li Changan asked: "Bingyue, tell me the truth, this fan belongs to your little aunt, right? She also chose the things for you?"

Shen Bingyue blushed, but said: "So what, anyway, I sent you."

Li Changan put away his fan with a smile: "Miss Mengxun has elegant taste, it's rare to see the sadness in my heart, you go back and thank her for me."

As he said that, he turned and looked at the girls: "The celebration is over now, and there is something very important that I want to tell you."

Holding the fan, he walked back and forth in the living room a few times, and then said in a deep voice: "Today I met a very powerful guy, and he probably came after me. This person is proficient in Gu and witchcraft. He's an evil monster."

All the girls were startled: "Who?"

Li Changan glanced at Yang Yan, and said in a low voice, "It's that Yang Jiugui!"

(End of this chapter)