The richest man Yang Fei

Fu Ying said: "Yang Fei, don't be deceived by his words, you are not an insider, you don't know him, Uncle Wang is the Taishan Beidou in the world of calligraphy and painting, the words he writes and the paintings he draws are all based on the square. The ruler is sold, and Runge is exceptionally tall! You must ask him to draw some paintings for you later, and these paintings will be valuable after he dies."

Wang Yuanzhi stared blankly with anger.

Fu Ying said again: "Also, Uncle Wang has another identity. He is the chief appraiser and restorer of the Beijing Museum. Those old calligraphy and paintings that have been infested by insects or have been weathered can be destroyed in his hands. Restored like new!"

Wang Yuanzhi sneered and said: "I don't know how to learn! The old calligraphy and paintings are restored like new? Do you want me to fake it?"

Fu Ying rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I used the wrong word, it should be called "repair as before."

Yang Fei grimaced, and said: "Mr. Wang is indeed a high-ranking man, please come inside."

Wang Yuanzhi said: "You are welcome."

Fu Ying approached Yang Fei and said in a low voice, "My dad told you to find a way to keep him here."

Yang Fei was startled.

Fu Ying said: "I made a mistake in expressing it. I didn't stay here for one night, but stayed by your side to do things."

Yang Fei said: "This? Can he agree?"

Fu Ying said: "It depends on your ability! Hee hee! There must be two masters of art in your museum, right?"

Yang Fei thought to himself, this is a good point.It is obviously not enough to have Fu Heng alone by my side.As for Fu Hengneng recommending Wang Yuanzhi, he must be a good person.

Serve tea and chat.

Wang Yuanzhi talked and laughed happily, even though he was a guest, he felt at home without any sense of restraint, and he talked quickly, and every time he had a pearl of wisdom.

Yang Fei thought to himself, this Wang Yuanzhi is indeed a talent, but I have never met him before, so I suddenly invite him into the scene, can he agree?

After the conversation, Yang Fei became more and more determined to invite Wang Yuanzhi, so he went straight to the point and proposed to hire him as the vice president of the private museum.

Wang Yuanzhi waved his hands with a smile, and said, "I'm a lazy person. In the museum, I just take up an idle job. Most of the work I have is assigned to my apprentices. I don't care about it. Please I'm going to help you do things, isn't this embarrassing me?"

Yang Fei listened to what he said, although he didn't agree, but he didn't refuse very much, so he smiled and said: "The museum was founded, and it urgently needs the help of a great talent like Mr. Wang. My husband is like a fish in water, like a tiger with wings!"

Wang Yuanzhi said: "You hired me as the vice president, presumably the position of president must be held by Brother Fu?"

"Exactly." Yang Fei said.

"I heard from Fu Heng that Mr. Yang is a person who loves antiques. I'm a fan of antiques. That's why I came here to talk about it. I just wanted to meet a gentleman. I didn't expect that Fu Heng had other ideas and wanted me to help you." Do something!" Wang Yuanzhi shook his head lightly.

Yang Fei said: "Wang Xian is a master of the ancient world, and also a master of calligraphy and painting. If the husband refuses to give in to the position of vice president, Yang Fei will not dare to force it. I only beg you to be the honorary director of my museum. good?"

Wang Yuanzhi laughed and said, "I, Wang Yuanzhi, don't care about getting a salary under the name of a reputation. You can ask me to be your vice president, but I can only work two days a week. .Other time, I have to be busy with my own affairs. I have a job in the museum, and I also opened a calligraphy and painting studio and an antique shop!"

Yang Fei said: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for being willing to give in."

Fu Ying shouted from the side: "Uncle Wang, draw a few pictures and give them to Yang Fei!"

Wang Yuanzhi said: "Writing and drawing are fine, but I can't do without Runge."

Yang Feichu heard that one point cannot be taken, and was about to speak, when he suddenly realized that what he said was that one point cannot be less, but he was startled.

Wang Yuanzhi chuckled and said, "It's not that Wang loves money. It's just that, although calligraphy and painting are subtle skills, they are also the work of paper and ink. Each piece of paper and ink is hard-won. The ancients often said that writing and paper can enlighten the spirit. And the Buddha said It is also said that the scriptures should not be passed on lightly. Therefore, I don’t need to write, but once I start writing, this Runge is indispensable.”

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Naturally, Runge should be presented."

There are no pens, ink, paper and inkstones in the courtyard.

Wang Yuanzhi said: "Don't worry, I have everything in my car."

After a while, he really took Fang Sibao.

Yang Fei asked Mouse and Ma Feng to tidy up the two tables at home and piece them together.

Wang Yuanzhi spread the paper and waved it.

But seeing his brush strokes, a calligraphy work was done in one stroke.

What he wrote was a cursive.

"Make the highest vows, form the middle fate, and enjoy the lower blessings;

Choose a high place to stand, find a flat place to live, and walk to a wide place. "

Yang Fei savored it carefully and deeply agreed.

Wang Yuanzhi spread out another piece of rice paper and drew with a brush.

In his hand, the writing brush becomes magical and magical. With a dry brush, it becomes the trunk of an old plum tree. With a turn of the brush tip and a little more lightness, it becomes a lifelike plum blossom. it came out.

In less than half an hour, a majestic "Jiangshan is a piece of red" was painted.

Yang Fei was amazed, thinking that Wang Yuanzhi's painting style is completely different from Li Yanan's, but each has its own merits, and they are both excellent works.

Yang Fei asked Wang Yuanzhi, how should Runge be presented?

Wang Yuanzhi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Yang can just give me something after looking at it."

Of course Yang Fei would not give it casually, so he asked Fu Ying while Wang Yuanzhi was washing his hands.

Fu Ying covered her mouth lightly, and said in a low voice, "Twenty-one thousand square feet."

Yang Fei asked again: "How do these two works count as square feet?"

Fu Yingdao: "Calligraphy is two pieces of four feet apart. When they are added together, they are four feet. A whole sheet of rice paper of four feet is two feet wide and four feet long. When multiplied together, it is eight square feet. The painting is a whole six feet. Zhang, the width is three shi chi, and the length is six shi chi, and the multiplication is 24 square feet. Eight plus eighteen is [-] square feet.”

Yang Fei couldn't help but be speechless. These two works cost 48 yuan?

Surely this Wang Yuanzhi didn't come to fight the autumn wind?

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Yang Fei said: "No, eight plus eighteen, it's not 24, it's 26! Fu Ying, is your math taught by your physical education teacher?"

Fu Ying chuckled: "I'm not good at math. If it wasn't for my math grades that slowed me down, I would have been admitted to a key university!"

After listening to their calculations, Liu Yu said, "Then this couplet and one painting will cost 52 yuan in total? Isn't that too expensive?"

To be honest, Yang Fei also thinks it is expensive.

After all, this is not an antique. I saw Wang Yuanzhi writing and drawing just now, and it was really easy and effortless. In less than an hour, he could earn 52 yuan!

No wonder he doesn't care about work, and he doesn't care about money anymore!

Isn't it easy for him to make money?