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Chapter 92
Chapter 92.
This piece of rice paper is huge, folded and folded in many layers, and inevitably has many wrinkles, but everyone can still recognize the strange work on it at a glance.

One hundred small longevity characters of different shapes go up and down to form a natural big longevity character.

In terms of size, it is roughly the same as the wooden screen just now. It is basically a replica of the previous one in proportion. It is indeed a draft of the Hundred Years Oldest Picture!

"This...where did you get this manuscript?"

Even more surprised than when he saw the screen just now, someone in the crowd immediately asked.

With their knowledge, how could they not understand the huge value of a manuscript of the Hundred Years' Life Diagram?
Ren Ping had expected this question and smiled immediately:

"It was given to me by President Wu of You Shengxing. You should have heard of it. I, Ren's Wood Industry, used to be famous for customizing traditional furniture. Although it is bankrupt now, I still have some heritage."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Baishou picture screen beside him.

The crowd didn't even look at it, but they continued to ask:

"I know, I know, we are asking where this manuscript, Mr. Wu, came from?"

"I heard that an old man in the book industry was invited to write."

"Which old-timer?"

"That kid has no way of knowing. You can ask Mr. Wu."

Ren Ping casually said, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart, where did he know any seniors in the book industry, but it can't be said that Xiao Fei, a nine-year-old child, wrote it?
It's just suffering for Wu Zui, most of the people present don't know Wu Yousheng, but isn't Yousheng's young master right in front of him?

At present, they all came forward to ask for advice, thinking that the person who can write the picture of a hundred years of life is by no means an unknown person. If they can determine their origin and identity, they will undoubtedly be more confident.

Wu Zui was in a hurry when asked by everyone, while he was busy explaining that he didn't know, and at the same time he had to cooperate with acting, showing an appearance that only my father knew, and he scolded Ren Ping in his heart.

Ren Ping smiled, made an embarrassed expression, then took a step forward and spread the manuscript on the table:

"How? Is this finally a Shou character?"

Secretary Cheng on the opposite side has already turned pale:

"So what? Are you writing this for today's birthday?"

"Of course, you see, the ink isn't dry yet."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience burst into laughter.

In fact, everyone has already noticed that the handwriting on this piece is dry, at least it was written a few days ago, and the rice paper chosen is quite rough. It is not even framed, and it does not look like it is used as a gift.

The so-called writing for birthday celebrations is of course nonsense.

But so what?They made it clear today that they wanted to help the Tian family, so who cares about these details?

Instead, he praised:
"What a picture of a hundred years of life, flowing clouds and flowing water, ever-changing, really dizzying!"

"That's right, with such a foundation, everyone in the book world can't do it, and there is a strange thing about it. If you look closely at its brushwork, it is flying and unconstrained, but it looks like the works of young calligraphers when their style has not yet been finalized. It can be seen that the skill is profound. It has reached the point of returning to the original.”

"That's right. There aren't many pictures of a hundred years of life circulating in the history of Chinese books, and there are very few that can be written in contemporary times. Thinking about it, I know that this picture must have come from the hands of top masters!"

These praises do not appear to be deliberate, but sincere words from everyone.

At this time, Tian Bingtai finally smiled, and his face became rosy again.

Immediately glanced at Ren Ping:
"Thank you, little guy."

Although the voice was soft, but with his exquisite mind, he never expected that this calligraphy was not written by You Shengxing, but by Ren Ping, so he was sincerely grateful.

Ren Ping smiled slightly:
"Old man, you haven't answered me yet. Can this picture still be worthy of a birthday party for you?"

"Hahaha! You deserve it, you deserve it! Butler Xu, hang it up now!"

"Yes."

Steward Xu stepped forward and carefully took the rice paper in his hand.

"Wait a minute! Mrs. Tian, ​​the origin of this word is unknown, and it is not even signed. You really would rather have the birthday name of an unknown person?"

Secretary Cheng stopped him again. Seeing that today's matter was about to fall short, he couldn't help but be in a hurry.

Tian Bingtai snorted:
"How about it? What advice do you have?"

"I don't dare, but if this is the case, I will not be able to live up to the wishes of the old chairman of Jingyuan Group and spread it to his ears..."

"enough!"

A loud shout was like thunder from the sky, making everyone in the room tremble.

Tian Bingtai raised his eyebrows and stared fiercely at the other party:

"Boy, enough is enough, don't go too far! I've pissed off the old man, so you can't eat and walk around!"

"Today is my old man's birthday. I'm going to save you some face for so many guests. Do you really think I don't know what you're here for?"

"What shit Jingyuan Group, the old man is not afraid to speak out today, he wants to reach out to Jiangning, first ask my surname Tian if he agrees!"

An angry shout, like a violent storm, is terrifying and moving.

Only then did everyone realize that even though Tian Bingtai was over eighty years old and had a kind and kind appearance, just a few decades ago, he was also a ruthless character who dominated the market and turned everything upside down.

In terms of prestige, he is no worse than today's Tian Minru!

That is today's birthday banquet. In terms of normal times, this Secretary Cheng who came out of nowhere is not even qualified to talk to him!
"Get out yet! Go back and tell your master, just use any tricks, and the Taihetian family will follow!"

There was another angry reprimand, and Secretary Cheng was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he turned his head and left, not even having the courage to say a scene.

Everyone knew that this person was just a dog who worked his life for others, and it was not worth being happy to scare him away.

Especially friends of the Tian family such as Tong Jian and Xin Ran, when they think of the large-scale attack by the Jingyuan Group, teaming up with Shang Long for decoration, and being so blatantly provocative at the birthday banquet, they must have planned it for a long time, and they can't help but feel sorry for Tai. The Hetian family is worried.

Although after all, it is in its own territory, the Tahoe Group will not lose, but if the other party spares no expense...

At this time, the picture of longevity was finally hung up. Under the brilliant lights, a hundred small birthday characters and a big birthday character complement each other, which is very eye-catching.

The image of Baishou originally meant good luck, but at this time, all the guests looked at each other and whispered in whispers, virtually sweeping away the atmosphere that should have been a celebration of laughter and birthday.

Seeing this, Tian Minru snorted, then moved lightly with lotus steps, and turned to Tian Bingtai:

"Grandpa, after today, you will return to your hometown, have you forgotten?"

Tian Bingtai sighed:
"Of course I haven't forgotten, but you also saw it today..."

"Grandpa, you have worked hard all your life, just spend your old age peacefully. As for the Jingyuan Group, leave it to your granddaughter."

Tian Minru interrupted directly.

Tian Bingtai knew that this granddaughter was courageous and resolute, and was really a genius in the business world. This statement directly stated that he would shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting against the Jingyuan Group on his own. His eyes turned red and he almost shed tears.

As for the rest of the people, they are not surprised at all. Tian Minru is the future owner of the Taihe Tian family. This is known to everyone in the Nanling business circle, whether there is Jingyuan Group or not. Now it is just a little earlier.

At that moment, many acquainted guests came forward to persuade them, saying something like retreating bravely and having successors.

As a result, the atmosphere eased a little, Tong Jian laughed, stepped forward and patted Tian Bingtai on the shoulder:

"Old Tian! Let's get old. The waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. Now that Min Rusun's niece is here, do you need to worry about the affairs of the Jingyuan Group? It's better to go and enjoy Qingfu as soon as possible!"

"You old guy, you just talked about me,"

Tian Bingtai also smiled again when he heard this:
"Your Nanling real estate has become big enough. How about it? When will you retire and live in seclusion with me?"

"No, it's far worse. My family background is not worth mentioning compared to yours. You just wait. Maybe I will go to ZB to find your brother at some point, and I beg you to do something."

"Nonsense again, what do you need my help with?"

"Why not? There is one right now."

Tong Jian smiled.

Tian Bingtai was taken aback for a moment, seeing his old friend pretending to be mysterious, he couldn't help being curious:

"What? Let's hear it?"

Tong Jian pointed to the picture of a hundred years of life hanging above, and couldn't help rubbing his hands:

"Old Tian, ​​I'm not an old boy, I don't understand etiquette. Although this picture is hung here, everyone knows that it was not meant for you, but that little guy used it to make up for the reputation of your Tian family."

"Now that the people from the Jingyuan Group are gone and your birthday has passed, if you don't need it, why not give it to your brother?"

After saying a word, not only Tong Jian, but the rest of the people also stared at the draft of Baishou Picture with golden eyes.

This calligraphy was not intended as a birthday gift for today, and everyone knew it well, since it was so, it would not be considered as offending Tian Bingtai by saying it.

The key is that this thing is so precious, regardless of calligraphy attainments, it looks like a famous handwriting, if it can be used in business, it is no different from a big treasury!

With such a way to make money right in front of you and yet you are indifferent, is that still a businessman?

"Hahahaha! You old guys, don't you even want your old faces when you see money? This thing is for me. Let me see who dares to take love?"

Seeing everyone looking like they were obsessed with money, Tian Bingtai didn't know that this was a group of demons who saw Tang Monk's flesh, and became extremely jealous. He laughed loudly:
"Butler Xu, that's enough, put your things away!"

"Yes."

Butler Xu answered the call and went to get the escalator, but he actually wanted to pull out the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron.

"Wait, Lao Tian, ​​let's discuss it again. If it doesn't work, you can make an offer. Can I buy it?"

"That is, you have so many calligraphy and painting collections, and this one is not bad. In this way, I will pay 1000 million to buy out this draft."

"I offer 500 million!"

"You can shout 500 million? I'll offer 3000 million!"

Everyone rushed to bid, just like an auction bidding momentum.

Tian Minru smiled slightly and pointed at Ren Ping:
"Everyone, although the calligraphy was taken out later, the screen was sent first. It is exactly the same as the manuscript. Mr. Ren is such a smart man, can't you see this thought?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to realize that the screen was clearly a birthday gift, so Ren Ping actually used it as an introduction, and the original intention was to give a picture of a hundred years of life?

Not to mention giving away, even if it's just cooperation, with the strength of the Taihetian family, it is naturally the first choice for joint development.

Thinking in this way, everyone turned their eyes to Ren Ping again, only to see him smiling slightly, neither saying yes nor denying.

Everyone was in a hurry, and without waiting for him to speak, they still begged for nothing and forced Tian Bingtai to transfer.

Tian Bingtai chuckled, and suddenly raised his voice:

"Mere birthday banquet, thank you for coming today, there is no permanent banquet in the world, come and see off!"

"Damn it! Old Tian, ​​you're ruthless!"

(End of this chapter)