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Cultural people gathered together, and the atmosphere was very good. Poets wrote poems, calligraphers wrote, painters painted. The Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Municipal Writers Association and other associations took turns to show off their talents.

The cultural people were open-minded and expressive, and the atmosphere was very good. Gao Shenghai was very happy.

Wen Yibin, the boss of Lanshizhai, was in his early forties, slightly fat and with a mustache. He quietly came up behind Cao Rui:

"Teacher Cao, Mr. Gao is the best at Wei Stele. I would like to ask Mr. Gao to give me a posthumous title. Can you help me be accommodating?"

When Wen Yibin smiled, his eyes narrowed to a slit, which made him feel particularly sincere. At first glance, he looked like a person who had been in the business field for a long time, and he was so shrewd that he returned to his original nature.

Cao Rui quietly reported to Gao Shenghai, who said:

"You can ask questions, but you can't charge writing fees!"

Then Cao Rui saw Wen Yibin's shrewdness. He arranged for the people below to serve him with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and then began to ask for calligraphy. The number one calligrapher here today was of course Sun Yike.

Wen Yibin first asked several local famous writers to write first, and the atmosphere was aroused. Then he invited Sun Yike to come up and splash ink. As soon as Sun came up, the atmosphere reached a climax.

As a man of culture, he was very familiar with carrying a sedan chair, and Sun was indeed very famous. His handwriting could be sold for several thousand per square foot in the market. When he came out to write, the atmosphere at the scene was very lively.

But this was not the end. After Sun had prepared the atmosphere to a considerable degree, he finally invited Gao Shenghai to make a grand appearance. Mayor Gao inscribed the name of "Lan Shi Zhai" as the finale.

After writing something, Wen Yibin had to polish it for everyone after collecting it. He quietly told Cao Rui:

"Teacher Cao, the teachers who came today are all old friends of mine. They are everyone. They came to my place to be guests. If I asked them to write inscriptions and didn't give me some friendly writing fees, I would have no shame in this circle in the future... …

If Mr. Gao insists on not wanting it, I won’t be able to give him the polish, and no one will dare to take it..."

Cao Rui looked at Wen Yibin's constipated expression, as if he had encountered a huge problem that he couldn't solve. This acting performance was worthy of an Oscar.

Cao Rui smiled and said:

"President Wen, do you want Chairman Wang to be unable to step down? Chairman Peng Cao is also here. They know Mr. Gao's temper best. Today is their bureau. Can you ask the two presidents for instructions?"

Wen Yibin's expression was wonderful. He looked down upon Cao Rui because he was young.

As a result, they hit a hard nail. After a while, Peng Cao and Wang Bibo explained to Cao Rui in private that today's situation was due to Mr. Wen's negligence and that he didn't know Gao Lao's character.

There is another detail here. A girl under Wang Bibo quietly gave Cao Rui another exquisite box. When the box was opened, there was a certificate inside - a membership card of the Wude City Writers Association.

Seeing this certificate, Cao Rui burst out laughing. He remembered the last time Hu Li came to Wude from the provincial capital. On that day, he and Wang Bibo drank together. At the dinner table, Wang Bibo said that he would definitely get Cao Rui into the Municipal Writers Association.

As a result, there has been no movement for several months. Cao Rui knew in his heart that what was said at the wine table could not be taken seriously. Cao Rui relied on Hu Li and Hu Decai's face to meet Wang Bibo for the first time that day, and they just carried each other's sedan chairs.

But today, Wang Bibo was really interested. Cao Rui relied on Mayor Gao's face to make Wang Bibo look at him with new eyes and arranged everything in every possible way.

This was not over yet. When Cao Rui and Gao Lao left, Wang Bibo and Peng Cao stuffed two more pots of orchids and two calligraphy treasures into Gao Lao's car.

Back at the sanatorium, Gao Shengkai said:

"Xiao Rui, you have a pot of orchids, take them back to Yong Ping!"

Cao Rui quickly waved his hand and said:

"Uncle Gao, you are always joking, these are gifts from the two presidents!"

Gao Shenghai smiled and said:

"I'm not going to lie. If you open the calligraphy treasure and look at it, it must be two paintings of Sun Yike's calligraphy, one for each of you and me!"

Cao Rui opened the calligraphy treasure, and it turned out that there were two paintings, one with the words "Longevity, Longevity and Health" and the other with "Bright Future", both signed by Sun Yike, and obviously one by Gao Shenghai and Cao Rui.

Cao Rui said:

"Uncle Gao, you are really a living god, you can guess right!"

Gao Shenghai waved his hand and said:

"Today we are dancing and writing, but what are we going to do tomorrow?"

Cao Rui said:

"Uncle Gao, let's talk about it tomorrow! You and I are playing chess behind closed doors in the nursing home. It's time for us to go out and see the world. There are many masters of martial arts. Let's arrange a meeting with the masters tomorrow!"

Cao Rui secretly contacted Xiang Jinlong at "Lan Shi Zhai" and said that the city's old mayor, Mayor Gao, liked playing chess and asked Xiang Jinlong if he could arrange some masters in the city.

When Xiang Jinlong heard about this, he said:

"Director Cao! No one cares about our chess and card games. Since Mayor Gao is interested in this, we must attach great importance to it! I will report it to the leaders of our city's chess and card association immediately and arrange an event tomorrow!"

Although Xiang Jinlong is disabled, he is generous, has a solid financial foundation, and can speak well.

The background of the chess and card association is basically related to chess training institutions. When Cao Rui came back from Biyan Lake, Xiang Jinlong had already reached Wude, and the arrangements for tomorrow's activities were all ready.

Cao Rui reported the activities in detail to Gao Shenghai. Gao Shenghai laughed and said:

"You have some understanding, kid! You know how much to give in advance!"

The next day, Cao Rui accompanied Gao Shenghai to play at the Municipal Chess and Cards Association for a day. Compared to Lan Shizhai, the activities of the Chess and Cards Association were much more interesting.

The main reason is that both Cao Rui and Gao Shenghai love chess. After the chess friends get together, their conversations are relatively casual and there are not so many official routines.

Before leaving after playing for a day, the leader of the Municipal Chess and Cards Association gave Gao Shenghai a good chess board and chess pieces. Gao Shenghai accepted it happily without refusing.

On the way back, he told Cao Rui that he had been retired for many years, and there were still people thinking about him when he walked out, which made him feel as if he was still working.

"I'm old! Our time is gone, Xiao Rui. You young people must strive to reach the top and climb to the top..."

Cao Rui thought that Gao Shenghai had retired for so many years and still had such influence. He could imagine how powerful he must have been when he was in office.

He was extremely envious in his heart. He had also learned a lot in the past two days. Following the high school student Haihu's fake tiger power, he gained a lot. At least he got the status of a member of the Municipal Writers Association.

Cao Rui called Wang Bibo last night to express his gratitude. Wang Bibo said:

"Director Cao, I have read your works. Judging from your level, being a member of the Municipal Writers Association is just the foundation! Next year we are planning to recommend you to the Provincial Writers Association as a priority. Members of the Provincial Writers Association are quite valuable, especially within the system. A tough sign!”