Lord Qin's little masterpiece is reborn

Ye Weiwei sat on the sofa with a bit of a headache and looked at the two old people who had been arguing for more than an hour. Seeing Sun Xiao approaching, she looked at each other with some fear, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, signaling that she was fine. .

"Weiwei, if they keep arguing like this, nothing will happen?" Sun Xiao was still worried.

This is an old man with gray hair and beard, and his emotions have been so excited, is it really okay?

She had been waiting by the side just now, afraid of accidents, dialing her mobile phone on 120, always ready, afraid of unexpected situations.

"Well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. There is nothing wrong here. Why don't you send someone to bring some tea and snacks, and then help my mother take care of the outside. They have been arguing for so long, they should be thirsty. "

"Yes, yes, it's time to get ready." Sun Xiao didn't want to stay here for a long time. In fact, these two masters severely shattered her image of a master in her mind. If it wasn't for being here to accompany Ye Weiwei, she would I can hide as far as I can.

Now seeing that Weiwei can handle it completely, she is relieved.

Not long after Sun Xiao left, someone came in and delivered hot water and tea leaves. Ye Weiwei looked at the tea set on the table and started making tea after cleaning her hands.

Warm the cup, wake up the tea, and brew it.

After a while, the scent of tea spread around the room. Ye Weiwei picked up the teacup, looked at the clear tea in the cup, sniffed it, and then took a sip.

"Huh? This is the new Biluochun this year!" Old Meng has the sharpest nose. As soon as he smelled the smell, he immediately walked over, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and smashed it with his mouth, "Not bad That's right, the water temperature and heat are just right, little friend Weiwei, I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

Apart from painting and calligraphy, Meng Lao loves tea the most, but his favorite is Dahongpao, but he didn't expect the green tea Ye Weiwei brewed to be delicious, and he couldn't help admiring Ye Weiwei a little more.

This little girl looks more and more pleasing to the eye now, and the more she thinks about it, the better she is.

Not to be outdone, Mr. Zhang stepped forward to pick up a cup of tea. Unlike Meng Lao, he drank it in one gulp, and then he was quite dissatisfied. The cup was too small, and it would be gone in just one sip. Drinking it was really not satisfying.

"That's enough! Now that I've drunk the apprenticeship tea, Weiwei will be my old man's closed disciple from now on."

Mr. Meng never thought that Mr. Zhang would be so shameless, not to mention Mr. Meng, even Ye Weiwei didn't expect that, she was just afraid that the two of them would quarrel and was thirsty to make tea, she really had no other intentions.

Meng Lao slapped the table angrily, pointed at Zhang Lao and said, "What apprenticeship tea! Can you show some face? You have lived to the stomach of a dog at this age, so you don't feel ashamed to panic!"

Mr. Zhang snorted coldly, "I said yes, anyway, I have already drunk this tea, what do you think?"

Not to be outdone, Mr. Zhang rolled up his sleeves, as if he would act if he couldn't make sense.

Meng Lao was so angry that his beard was raised, "What apprenticeship tea? If you insist that it is apprenticeship tea, then I drink it first, it's not your turn! Weiwei is already my apprentice!"

Mr. Zhang scoffed coldly, "You are so boring, you are obviously not as fast as I am, and you insist on comparing IQ with me!"

"Who do you think has a bad IQ? Anyway, I just can't understand your gangster style. Don't think that you just want to point fingers at the juniors because of your fame. Put on airs, bah!"

"You old guy, you really want to make things difficult for me, don't you?"

"I'm teaching you the principles of life!"

"..."

"..."

Ye Weiwei didn't know what to say at all, if it wasn't for the identities and ages of these two people, she really wanted to give each of them an injection to calm them down.

When Ye Shinian came over in a hurry after receiving the news, he saw Ye Weiwei slumped on the sofa, drowsy, and the two old guys next to him were completely lost in their arguing, and he immediately felt dissatisfied.

What's going on with these two people?A lot of age and no demeanor?

Didn't you see that Weiwei was so tired that he fell asleep?How dare these people disturb his daughter's sleep!

It's just a waste of life at such an advanced age, and I don't understand the slightest bit of worldly wisdom.

As soon as Ye Shinian came out, he finally rescued Ye Weiwei from this embarrassment. He found an excuse to let Ye Weiwei go out, and then sat down on the seat where Ye Weiwei was sitting just now and said to Mr. Zhang and Mr. Meng: "You two I am very honored to be able to fancy a little girl, but this apprenticeship is not a trivial matter. There is a saying that a twisted melon is not sweet. With your identities, what kind of apprentice do you want? There is no need to make things difficult for a little girl in my family. child."

Being robbed so unceremoniously by Ye Shinian, both Mr. Zhang and Mr. Meng felt embarrassingly embarrassing.

Mr. Zhang glared at Mr. Meng angrily. It was all this old guy. If he insisted on confronting him, he would not see him accepting a good apprentice and insisted on running out to disrupt the situation.

However, Ye Weiwei is a child he really likes, probably because of his eyesight. When he saw Ye Weiwei, he felt close to this child. He really wanted to accept Ye Weiwei as an apprentice, so even though Ye Shinian was dissatisfied, he didn't want to. Give up and still want to fight for it.

"Mr. Ye, I really like this child Weiwei very much. This child Weiwei is talented in painting and calligraphy. She is a gift from God. If this talent is buried, it will be a cultural heritage. Irresponsible, you parents can't be confused and cut off the children's way."

Hearing what Mr. Zhang said, Ye Shinian felt a rainbow of satisfaction in his heart, but he still said very "modestly and low-key": "Thank you Mr. Zhang for your interest, but you probably don't know the specific situation of my Weiwei. Here is a brief introduction to you. This year, my family, Weiwei, has a personal asset of several billion yuan, all of which are earned by her own ability. And now she also has a hot spring resort project and two hotels in her hands..."

Before Ye Shinian finished speaking, Mr. Zhang interrupted him dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Ye, how can you use money to judge the future value of a child? Or do you think that only money is what children should pursue, and calligraphy and painting art cannot enter you?" eyes? You are killing the child's nature."

Even Meng Lao who was at the side was very dissatisfied with Ye Shinian's words, but thinking of Ye Shinian's relationship, he didn't say anything against it in public.

Ye Shinian was not dissatisfied when he was interrupted, and shook his head with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, listen to me first. My Weiwei's excellent class is not only about business acumen like making money. She also has admirable medical skills, her attainments in Chinese medicine are extraordinary, and she has long been awarded the title of Ye Xiao's Miracle Doctor."

"Chinese medicine? Little genius doctor?" Mr. Zhang looked at Ye Shinian in disbelief, "Ye Weiwei is only 18 this year, right?"

What is that sentence called?

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not fast.

This could not be more apt to describe Chinese medicine.

The profession of Chinese medicine is no different than others, and it is impossible to master it without decades of immersion. How could Ye Weiwei have such a big name at such a young age?

Seeing that Mr. Zhang suspected that he was lying, Ye Shinian felt a little unhappy, but he was a calm person after all, so he turned to look at Mr. Meng, "If Mr. Zhang doesn't believe you, you can ask Mr. Meng. Believe Mr. Meng Already experienced it."

"Me?" Meng Lao was puzzled.

I don't understand how this topic came to him.

Mr. Zhang also looked at Mr. Meng strangely.

Ye Shinian smiled: "Old Meng, how do you feel about the ointment you applied last night?"

Meng Lao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, looking at Ye Shinian in shock, "You mean..."

Ye Shinian nodded.

"What are you two talking about? Don't play charades."

Old Zhang yelled dissatisfied.

Mr. Meng suppressed the shock in his heart, and then said to Mr. Zhang with a wry smile: "Mr. Zhang, I think no matter how violent the two of us are, this apprentice will not be able to accept him. Let's give up."

Last night, Ye Shinian had someone send him a box of ointment, saying that it was for him to apply it on his injured wrist, and to see if it worked first.

He felt that Ye Shinian sent someone to deliver it in person and then called him to ask him to apply it, not wanting to waste the other party's heart, so he did so. As a result, the ointment was applied all night and the next day when he woke up, he found that his wrist was obviously bigger than before. Much better.

The reason why he no longer paints in front of the public these years, and no works have come out, is because his wrist was injured, just like the calligraphy and painting improvised yesterday, Ye Weiwei's evaluation hit the nail on the head, because of the pain on his wrist, he There is always a sense of powerlessness in his works.

In order to heal his wrist these years, he has seen a lot of Chinese and Western medicine, and he has taken medicines for many years, but he has not seen any improvement. The doctor said that he is old and recovers slowly, and needs to be recuperated slowly, but he wants to It was impossible to return to the previous state. After a long time, he gradually accepted this fact and gave up.

However, he didn't expect that the ointment given to him by Ye Shinian would be more effective than his previous medicines. He was looking for an opportunity to ask Ye Shinian where he got the ointment, but he never thought of it , this ointment was actually made by Ye Weiwei.

If he didn't believe that Ye Shinian wouldn't lie to him about this kind of thing, Meng Lao couldn't believe it was true.

If Ye Weiwei really has such attainments in Chinese medicine, then it's really hard for him to force his children to learn painting from them.

Ugh!

What a pity, such a good seedling!

Sometimes this child is too good, and it is also troublesome.

"How is this possible!" Mr. Zhang is not a person who gives up lightly.

Elder Meng was also filled with regret, "What he said is true. This little friend Weiwei's attainments in Chinese medicine are extraordinary. I am not exaggerating. I have experienced it myself."

As Meng Lao said, he gently touched his wrist, and Zhang Lao also looked at Meng Lao's wrist.

Even though he usually quarrels with Meng Lao and neither one agrees with the other, but quarrels come to quarrels, fights turn to fights, and fights turn to fights. He still believes in Meng Lao's character. He has the same disdainful temper as himself. , will never fool him with such a thing.

"Why..." Mr. Zhang still refused to accept the facts. He thought that he proposed to accept Ye Weiwei as a closed disciple as soon as he came this time, and finally took the opportunity to take a step ahead of Old Man Meng. Who knew...

Ugh!

Seeing Meng Lao and Zhang Lao sighing, Ye Shinian felt extremely relieved.

Look at his Weiwei, this is the legendary child of someone else’s family, not to mention being so good and capable at such a young age, two masters of traditional Chinese painting almost had a fight to accept her as an apprentice, but none of my children liked it, hehe !

What a face!

Outside the door, Ye Weiwei, who wanted to come in to have a look, was relieved when she heard that the people inside had finally stopped.

"My Weiwei? Shameless! She even took advantage of you while you were away!"

Ye Weiwei turned around in surprise when she heard someone's jealous words, "When did you come here?"

She didn't realize when someone was standing beside her.

When did this vigilance drop to such a low level.

Qin Xiao snorted coldly, hugged Ye Weiwei tightly from behind, put his chin on Ye Weiwei's shoulder and rubbed her cheek, "Whose family are you from?"

Ye Weiwei rolled her eyes silently, "Your family, is it alright?"

"It's not too bad!" Satisfied, Qin Xiao lightly nibbled on Ye Weiwei's face.

"Childish." Ye Weiwei cursed in a low voice, "Why are you here now? The company is not busy anymore?"

Qin Xiao said confidently: "It's all left to Yu Nian and the others. I spend so much money every year to support them. Is it just for idle food?"

Work is not as important as spending time with your wife.

Especially during this period of time when Ye Shinian was jumping up and down, he had to keep a close eye on the little girl, so as not to know when the little girl's heart softened for a while and she was swayed by the surname Ye.

He didn't want the little girl to fall into the big mud pond of the Ye family.

Ye Weiwei is funny, this workaholic sometimes leaves work and skips work.

She remembered that in his previous life, Qin Xiao had only work in his mind, and sometimes he wished he could spend 48 hours a day on work.

However, a large part of the reason why Qin Xiao was so busy in her previous life was because she was too capable. Qin Xiao wasted a lot of time cleaning up the mess for her. Thinking about it, I really feel guilty.

Tang Yu, who was ruthlessly captured by Qin Xiao, sat at Qin Xiao's desk with a bitter face, looking at a large pile of documents sent by Yu Nian, "You have to read all these today?"

Yu Nian pushed his glasses, "I need it for the meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"What?" Tang Yu wailed, "Is there any humanity left! I'm going on strike!"

Why does that guy Qin Xiao go on a date but he wants to work here as a coolie?

There is no humanity in the opposite sex!

Think about how many days he has not touched a woman's small hand or hugged a woman's waist, it's not fair!

Yu Nian looked at Tang Yu calmly, and nailed Tang Yu to the chair with one sentence, "The documents here are all the documents of the overseas project that the Tang family cooperated with. If you want to let it go, you will bear the consequences yourself. Just do it."

Tang Yu: ...

It seems that this project is nominally a cooperation with the Qin family, but he is holding the bulk of the project.

To put it bluntly, it was Qin Xiao who took the lead, and he took advantage of it.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that being caught by Qin Xiao is not so angry anymore.

Well, he was actually guilty.

In the past, he didn't know how many times he used the excuse of dating to throw all these to Qin Xiao. When he was spending time and drinking outside, it was Qin Xiao who worked hard to make money and didn't ask him for a penny. Scolding Qin Xiao for not understanding life, not knowing how to enjoy the whole day but knowing how to work, living life as boring as a robot...

Self-inflicted, can't live!

Seeing Tang Yu calm down, Yu Nian's glasses shone brightly.

Come out and mess around, it's time for him to pay it back!