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Chapter 75 Uncle and Nephew
Chapter 75. Nephew and Uncle
An armrest is a common utensil on the desks of ancient literati. It is in the shape of a slender tube and is used to place your arms on it when writing to prevent ink from getting on your sleeves.

Although the things are not unusual, they are difficult to distinguish.

However, Wang Youlong had no such thoughts at this time. In just a moment, all the 11 people in the side hall, except Tong Jian at the beginning, had their teacups placed in front of Ren Ping.

Ten teacups, one does not fall.

In other words, Ren Ping answered all the birthday presents given by these ten people correctly, and he didn't even snatch one from the other party!
Feeling dizzy for a while, Wang Youlong felt that he was about to pass out on the spot.

He was so humiliated by a junior boy, and if word of this spread, where would he put his face as the president of the Nanling Ancient Spring Association?
What's more, he came here with a heavy responsibility, but before the main event started, according to the agreement, he would disappear from Tian's villa immediately, if that was the case, then he would be a big joke.

"President Wang, please."

Seeing that the other party's face turned red and white, as if he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, Ren Ping smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

Wang Youlong didn't answer, his eyes scanned the side hall from left to right, hoping someone could intervene to smooth things over so that he could be fooled.

However, there was no sound.

In normal times, these people would stand up and say something out of his name because of his name as the president of the Guquan Association, but today, they made it clear that they were on Ren Ping's side, and it was the utmost benevolence to not speak out and ridicule.

"Okay, okay, you are in cahoots with this kid,"

Wang Youlong's face was pale and his smile was twisted. Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man on the main seat waved his hand:
"Butler Xu, see off the guests."

An order to evict guests was issued directly!
Steward Xu rushed over upon hearing the words, and looked around. He didn't know what happened, but he couldn't help hesitating. After all, Wang Youlong's status was extraordinary, and he couldn't be compared with Qiu Ming. If he was invited out like this, he might provoke criticism from outsiders. Said that Tian's hospitality was not good.

"Second Master, I don't think President Wang intends to offend you, why don't you invite him to sit outside first?"

"What are you looking at me for? He lost the bet and wanted to leave, but it has nothing to do with me."

The middle-aged man who was previously called Mr. Tian and now called Er Ye sneered slightly. It seemed that he didn't care much about the reputation of the Tian family.

Butler Xu felt a little embarrassed and looked at Tong Jian and the others, hoping for their persuasion. Unexpectedly, when he glanced at them, they all looked like they had nothing to do with their own affairs.

Ren Ping, the victim, made himself a cup of tea and drank it contentedly, only seeing Butler Xu in a dilemma, Wang Youlong burst into anger.

Just when it was time to leave, a voice suddenly came from outside the hall:

"Second Master Tian, ​​old man Wang Bo is begging to see you!"

The words were loud and full of energy, and they were obviously directed at the master.

Everyone else was stunned when they heard this. Only Wang Youlong's expression perked up:
"Uncle, you are finally here!"

Before he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and went out. Not long after, a tall old man with the same stature walked in.

"Uncle, why did you arrive at this time?"

"It's not yet noon, what are you in a hurry for?"

"You don't know. If it's a little later, my nephew might not be able to stay here any longer!"

"Needless to say, I heard what happened outside just now, don't worry, you are here today to celebrate your birthday, and you haven't seen the birthday star, I'll see who dares to drive you away!"

Between the singing and the chorus, Wang Youlong and the tall old man had a high-spirited expression, talking as if there was no one else around.

Everyone at the scene listened, how could they not know that these words were meant for them?He frowned slightly at the moment, but he seemed to have some scruples about the identity of the old man, so he didn't say much.

When Butler Xu saw a distinguished guest arriving, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, arrange seats, serve tea, etc.

Unexpectedly, the old man ignored him, snorted coldly, walked straight to the only sofa left in the side hall, and sat down directly, followed closely by Wang Youlong, standing beside him.

At this point, all twelve seats in the side hall were filled.

Ren Ping was slightly surprised when he saw that the old man came in a strange way, and quietly approached Tong Jian and others beside him:

"Wang Bo? Is this really Wang Youlong's uncle?"

"That's right, not only that, he is also the previous president of the Nanling Ancient Spring Association, and he was considered number one in Nanling more than ten years ago."

Tong Jian said indifferently, while speaking, he looked at the uncle and nephew coldly.

Ren Ping couldn't help being taken aback:
"How is it possible? The two presidents before and after are actually uncle and nephew?"

"What's all the fuss about? This matter is well known in Nanling and it's not news."

"Isn't that..."

"Isn't it a family association?"

At this time, Xin Ran, Rong Qiancheng, including the old man surnamed Yuan just now came over together, seeing the expressions on their uncle and nephew surnamed Wang, they obviously disdain to be with him.

The old man surnamed Yuan snorted and continued:
"The Nanling Wang clan does have unique skills in ancient coin appraisal, but that happened a long time ago. With this skill, they earned the position of president of the Guquan Association decades ago. "

"But since then, one generation has not been as good as the previous generation. Their skills have not improved, and they have learned a lot about the bureaucratic and domineering style. They only know how to fight for power and profit. This is why the ancient spring association is full of smog."

"In that case, why are you still afraid of this Wang Bo?"

Ren Ping said without hesitation.

Everyone laughed when they heard this, not because they laughed at him directly, but because everyone knew it well and had a deep disdain for Wang Bo in their hearts.

"It's not because he has a good master,"

Xin Ran said coldly:
"You don't know, this Wang Bo once worked in the Capital Museum of Ancient Coins for a while when he was young, and for some reason, by chance, he worshiped the curator at that time as his teacher,"

"Although the curator has retired now, his influence is still there. He can be called the Taishan Beidou in the ancient spring world of China. Everyone in the collection circle admires him. With his reputation blessed, the power of Wang Bo and even the Wang family is naturally at its peak. .”

He shook his head as he spoke, obviously feeling ashamed.

Rong Qiancheng on the side took over the conversation:
"Not only that, relying on the reputation of the old curator, Wang's uncle and nephew have been recruiting people from all over the world over the years, and they have gathered a group of so-called famous ancient spring experts who come from nowhere,"

"These people are numerous, controlling public opinion, bullying the market, and turning the Nanling ancient coin market into a mess. The Ancient Spring Association has almost become their cash cow,"

"Last month, someone brought a few ancient coins from the Southern and Northern Dynasties from the Ancient Spring Association to Ronglu, and wanted to auction them off, but they were found to be fake. There are too many to enumerate, which shows how bad their private behavior is. "

"Is that true? They are not afraid of ruining the reputation of the old curator?"

This was the first time the others had heard of such a thing, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

A mere ancient spring association, originally for the purpose of non-governmental academic exchanges, dares to disrupt the market. If things go on like this, will the Nanling ancient spring community be covered by them?

Rong Qiancheng shrugged slightly:

"They are so greedy for profit, how could they be so taboo about this? Besides, the old curator has already semi-retired and is far away in the capital, so he probably has no way of knowing about these things."

Ren Ping nodded again and again, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"Is the old curator you are talking about Mr. Lian Yugelian?"

"Oh? You actually know?"

Everyone was slightly surprised. From their point of view, although this name is loud, it has been silent for a long time. Even they heard it when they were young. Who would have thought that Ren Ping has such extensive knowledge at such a young age?

Ren Ping didn't explain how he got the name, but seeing everyone's reaction, he knew it was right.

No wonder, this old Mr. Lianyuge has too much influence in the ancient spring world. Not to mention that he was once the curator of the Capital Museum of Ancient Coins.

With this big tree to rely on, of course Wang's uncle and nephew can have no scruples.

At this time, the Second Master Tian had met Uncle and Nephew Wang Bo again. He was in the main position, which was a due gift, but one could tell from his expression that, like Ren Ping and others, he looked down on these two people from the bottom of his heart. .

"What? It seems that the old man came at the wrong time?"

Seeing the whispered discussions in the side hall, followed by complete silence, Wang Bopi said something with a half-smile.

Master Tian glanced at him and said calmly:
"I don't dare. It's just that President Wang came suddenly and I didn't have time to prepare."

"The position of president has been taken over by my nephew a long time ago. I am now an idle man. No wonder Mr. Tian doesn't take it to heart."

"What's the point? Everyone who comes here is a guest. Although the lintel of Tian's family is small, it's not out of courtesy. Steward Xu, just go make up an invitation and send it here!"

Mr. Tian said tit for tat.

Everyone noticed that there were more fierce sparks colliding secretly in the air. When they looked at Wang Bo, they still had a plausible sneer and snorted:
"There's no need for an invitation. I have other important things to do here today."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned to Wang Youlong beside him:

"There is a dragon, do you know your mistake?"

"what?"

Wang Youlong was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled, but still said respectfully:
"Nephew knows his mistake."

"What's wrong?"

"The fault is..."

Wang Youlong paused, looked around the audience, and finally glared at Ren Ping opposite him:
"It's my fault that I shouldn't have gambled with others at Mrs. Tian's birthday banquet. Such a festive day is really disrespectful."

"fart!"

Wang Bo suddenly raised his voice and said harshly:
"What's wrong with gambling and fighting with others? Fighting with heaven is endless fun. Fighting with earth is endless fun. Fighting with people is endless fun. Right and wrong are right and wrong. If you don't fight, how can you know who is higher and who is lower? "

"Your fault is that you lost in the fight! Taking advantage of our own shortcomings and fighting against others' strengths, we Nanling Wang Sect lost face, especially when we lost to a young boy who didn't even grow hair!"

(End of this chapter)