Vice Chairman Ma has white hair and no beard. He is older than Mr. He and is already an older member of the Association.

He was hired back after retirement, which shows his status in the literary association.

If he hadn't thought that he was too old to be the chairman of the Association, the chairman of the Association could only be him.

When Mr. He saw him, he knew that there was no way to save him this time.

Master Yuyan may not have written yet.

Mrs. He also had a sullen face, regretting not telling He Jiangyu about this matter. The old man was stubborn and would not let her tell her.

Now that he has been expelled from the Literary and Art Association, his lifelong reputation has been ruined. The He family has also been excluded from the scholarly family. Mr. He must have been severely hit physically and mentally.

The most worrying thing is that he has never recovered from his fall.

When the old man is gone, the He family will fall apart, and the three brothers will inevitably separate.

Mrs. He couldn't help pinching her eyebrows.

Why is this kid Jiang Yu so irritating?

They did not blame Qing Li because they knew that without Qing Li there would be Bai Li and Zi Li, and the source of everything was He Jiangyu.

Seeing the two elders dejected, Vice Chairman Ma couldn't help but be puzzled.

"Why don't you two seem to welcome us?"

Mr. He laughed angrily. He was removed from the list, so he still wanted to welcome him?

"Just announce it."

In the future, I will never let Lao Ma enter again without notifying me.

Vice Chairman Ma glanced around in confusion. There was no Mediterranean Chairman today. Because of his relationship with Mr. He and the fact that he had not explained the previous matters in detail to him, he was so confused.

The secretary-general knew what was going on and hurriedly said with a smile: "It's so hard for Mr. He to hide it from us!"

Mr. He was startled, what a mess.

He said nothing and waited quietly.

Upon seeing this, Vice Chairman Ma knew there was something wrong and said to Mr. He: "We received a painting this morning."

Mr. He was silent, vaguely guessing something in his mind, but not so clear.

Vice Chairman Ma waved his hand, and a secretary from behind brought over a delicate rectangular box.

The box was delivered directly to Mr. He.

Facing Mr. He's shock and confusion, the secretary said with a smile: "Master Yuyan sent you the painting. I originally wanted you to come and pick it up. But Vice Chairman Ma hasn't seen you for a long time, so he just sent it to you. .”

Mr. He and Mrs. He looked at each other and couldn't help but open their mouths.

Is the painting that Master Yuyan gave him ready? !

Not only was the painting completed, but it was also sent directly to the Literary and Art Association, and then I was notified to pick it up.

He Lao instantly understood Master Yuyan's intentions and was deeply moved.

His hands trembled slightly as he opened the box and took out the scroll, as if taking out a rare treasure.

Then with the help of Vice Chairman Ma and others, a whole picture was opened.

Idle clouds and bright cranes travel in the mountains,

Green pines and cypresses as the sun sets.

A gift of jade to He Qingfeng.

Comparing Mr. He to a bright crane and a green pine, it can be seen that Master Yuyan has a very good impression of Mr. He and agrees with his character and moral character.

Mr. He moved his eyes downwards and saw the red mark the size of a palm, and the place where the word "Jade" connected with the vertical line was missing a little bit. You couldn't tell it without looking carefully.

His hands shook even more.

Master Yuyan really gave him a painting!

This painting can be passed down as a family heirloom!

Mr. He was unexpectedly excited, and everyone's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

Who doesn’t want to own a work by Master Yuyan, and who doesn’t want to have a signed work gifted to him or her.

It’s been a long time since I saw Master Yuyan’s new work, and the next time I saw it, it turned out to be a gift.

Vice Chairman Ma and several people from the Cultural Association commented on the painting, which was undoubtedly a masterpiece and an excellent product.

In fact, they really wanted to ask for it to be hung in the lobby of the Literary and Art Association, which would be very honorable to the Literary and Art Association.

But since they have signed it, they have no shame in asking for it.

Seeing that Mr. He carefully collected the scroll and sent it upstairs to the safe locked in the library, he came down to meet everyone. No one laughed at his pretentiousness.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would be even worse.

Mr. He was also confused before. Once this kind of thing is concluded, it is difficult to change. He didn't have Master Yuyan's works in his hand at the time, so he didn't expect that Vice Chairman Ma and others were here to announce the good news.

Nowadays, no one mentions He Jiangyu anymore. Being praised by Master Yuyan is enough to prove his character. Who would doubt it.

What's more, they came here with one purpose, which was to hope that Mr. He could ask Master Yuyan for a painting specially given to the Cultural Association.

Because of this, who would mention what happened before without knowing what happened.

Mr. He's joy was beyond words, his beard turned up and his mouth grinned all the time.

He asked the butler to bring out his treasured tea leaves to entertain the people from the Literary and Art Association, and everyone started chatting happily.

When Vice Chairman Ma revealed the purpose of his trip, Mr. He felt proud but remained sober.

How could he have the face to help others obtain Master Yuyan's paintings? He couldn't agree to such a thing.

The secretary-general said with a smile: "Is it possible that Mr. He and Master Yuyan are not that familiar?"

Mr. He looked at him indifferently and said, "After a long time of trouble, Xiao Zhou said that he can ask for things without any bottom line."

The secretary-general suddenly became embarrassed and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

That's right.

Mr. He is not a young man, how could he make the other party make a rash decision in a moment of excitement.

Vice Chairman Ma glared at the Secretary-General and quickly said a few words to smooth over the situation.

How old is Mr. He? Can such words be taken advantage of by him?

Precisely because Vice Chairman Ma knew about it, he felt that the Secretary-General was doing bad things.

After finding an excuse to send a few people away, Vice Chairman Ma and Mr. He really started chatting.

"You said you didn't know to tell me when something happened?" Vice Chairman Ma came up and blamed him.

At this, Mr. He smiled and said, "Someone must have deliberately framed the Jiangyu incident this time. I can't drag you into the water for nothing until I find out."

Vice Chairman Ma said angrily: "I still don't know what's wrong with you. Are you afraid of troublesome me?"

There was no awkward atmosphere in the conversation between the two old friends. Vice Chairman Ma asked directly, "Tell me how you met Master Yuyan. You didn't even tell me such a good thing, you old man!"

Mr. He was scolded but was not angry at all. He said with a smile: "Who said I didn't tell you? I told the entire literary association. Does anyone believe me?"

Vice Chairman Ma suddenly opened his eyes wide, "You're talking about... that anchor?!"

Mr. He snorted and gave him a roll of his eyes.

It makes you blind and unable to recognize Mount Tai.

Vice Chairman Ma took a breath, "It's actually true!"

Mr. He hummed, "Don't you think about it, even if my eyes are dim, Lao Xie and Lao Du are also dim? How can we, a group of old immortals who have stepped into the coffin, be deceived by an anchor?"

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