lucky bag

Jiang Yuhang was taken by his old man to stroll around here boredly. Every Monday is a free market for antiques trading. Many people bring old objects to the market and pay a little money to set up a stall.

I followed behind boredly, and saw two contrasting people, one big and one small, in front of me.

"Fatty, Ai Qifeng!" Jiang Yuhang shouted.

Fufubao turned around: "It's Jiang Yuhang, here, here."

"It's only a few steps, don't shout." Ai Qifeng pressed the lucky bag bouncing around, and the two greeted each other, as if old friends they hadn't seen for decades reunited.

"Would you like to run over for a hug in slow motion?" Jiang Min looked at his silly son and asked with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yuhang and Pangpang patted each other's arms and said hello. It was not easy for Ai Qifeng to smile faintly. As a face paralyzed, when he stayed with Fufu Bao, he laughed more than a week a day .

"Let's take a look at the calligraphy and painting, and we have already designed two houses!" Fufubao said happily.

"This is?" Jiang Min asked with a smile.

"This is the friend who brought me to buy a house in Century Plaza. This is our old man." Jiang Yuhang introduced both ends.

Jiang Min looked at the lucky bag and smiled, he didn't look very smart, but it was Ai Qifeng.

"This is the designer I introduced to you." Jiang Yuhang said.

"Oh?" Jiang Min looked at Ai Qifeng, his appearance and temperament were good: "What did you design before?"

"Home furnishing, one theme is blue and white, and the other theme is moon." Ai Qifeng replied.

"It sounds interesting, so what kind of inspiration are you looking for here?" Jiang Min was curious.

"Words, I want to use calligraphy as a new theme."

"Calligraphy!" Jiang Min nodded, and walked to a decorative painting shop with them: "What font do you want?"

"It needs to be more individual. I think cursive script and thin gold are better, but none of the ones here are suitable."

"Personalized calligraphy sounds interesting, but it's meaningless to imitate it." Jiang Min said.

"That's why I can't find a good one. I don't want to buy imitation ones. I just want original ones, even if they are more ostentatious." Ai Qifeng expressed his thoughts.

Looking at the cloth dipped in water in the framing shop, Fufubao picked up a brush and asked the boss: "Can I write?"

"Let's write, anyway, it's dipped in water." The boss said with a smile, it was a tool for his son to practice.

Jiang Yuhang stretched out his head: "You can also calligraphy,~~ Oh! Little Pangpang, it's amazing!"

Ai Qifeng and Jiang Min heard the sound, as well as the owner of the shop.

"Oh, what a beautiful cursive script, amazing!" The boss said with a smile.

Jiang Min looked surprised: "Boss, prepare paper and ink, let him write, we will pay."

"Okay!" The boss said and took out a roll of rice paper, took out a large brush and poured out the ink.

The lucky bag picked a medium-sized brush.

"Would you like to fold the traces for you?" the boss asked. Many people would fold the paper in order to keep the shape of the characters.

"No more!" Fufu Bao compared the paper with his hands. His chubby hands were very white, and he swiped the four characters of "Wufu Linmen" on the paper with a brush.

"That's right." Everyone nodded.

"Let's write a poem!" Ai Qifeng said.

"What are you writing brother?" Fatty looked at him and asked.

"Writing pens shows elegance, and the grass is a real celebrity!" Jiang Min said.

Ai Qifeng nodded.

With a swipe of his pen, the cursive script written is even more flamboyant.

"Good word!" Now the boss is really convinced.

"Can you give me this calligraphy? Or can I pay for it?" Jiang Min asked.

"You just give it to uncle." The blessing bag said without hesitation.

Ai Qifeng looked at a blank white long board screen in the store and asked, "Is that written with black paint?"

"That's right, this was written and placed in someone's shop for decoration. There are a few extra boards, but they are useless, so I put them here." The boss returned.

"Does the boss have black paint here?" Ai Qifeng asked.

"It just happened." The boss turned around to get the black enamel paint, and then took out a big brush: "This pen is kept in oil, and it can be written directly by sticking the paint."

Together, Ai Qifeng helped the boss move out four planks: "Play freely, the more public the better."

After finishing speaking, I found four poems with the theme of love for Fufu Bao.

Fufubao nodded, looking at the poems in simplified Chinese, they actually wrote them all in traditional cursive.

"That's right, I have a solid foundation." Jiang Min nodded, "How about I pay [-] for these four wooden screens?"

The owner of the framing shop choked, originally he wanted to discuss it, but the price he offered was too high.

"This is for house decoration, Mr. Jiang is interested, so you can write another one." Ai Qifeng refused in disguise: "Fatty, do you take money?"

The lucky bag shook his head.

"Can you just write the adverb to our small shop, and we will frame it for free when you come in the future." The boss interjected.

"Okay, I can still write about thin gold!" Lucky Bag said.

"Oh?" Not only Jiang Min, but even Ai Qifeng were surprised.

"Write, write!" Jiang Yuhang helped spread the paper: "Come on, Fatty!"

Blessings are wrapped in unfolded paper, and a whole thin gold Tao Te Ching is written.

Iron wire and silver hook, clear and elegant, Jiang Min admired: "This word, how old are you, kid?"

Lucky Bag thought for a while, but couldn't answer. He didn't remember how old he was.

"I don't know if this word can be placed in our store. I am willing to sell it on consignment." The boss rushed to say.

Jiang Min looked at the lucky bag: "Go and see my office later, I just want your brother to design and decorate it."

"Okay!" Lucky Bag said with a smile.

Ai Qifeng said to the mounting boss: "Put these four boards here with you first, and send them to my decorated room later?"

"No problem, you don't need the shipping fee. It's this gentleman. If you have time, can you write a few more pictures? I will sell them on consignment. If they sell well, please send us a copy of the shop." The boss took out his business card : "My surname is Liu, and I have been in the calligraphy and painting business here for more than ten years."

Everyone took his business card.

Ai Qifeng nodded: "That's it!"

"This gentleman's business card?" Boss Liu asked.

"I don't have one, keep my brother's!" The lucky bag looked at Ai Qifeng.

Ai Qifeng took out his business card and handed it to Boss Liu.

"The headquarters building of the YF Group, my office is on the 21st floor, and it needs to be completely refurbished, including what you see now, there is a suite bedroom, there is also a meeting room, a waiting tea room, and a Buddhist hall !" Jiang Min said: "The area of ​​the refurbishment is more than 700 square meters, except for the assistant's office."

"In addition, there are two clubs behind our group, and they are waiting for someone to design and decorate them!" Jiang Yuhang said.

"What's the budget?" Ai Qifeng asked.

"There is no budget, and the quotation can be varied until you do it well," Jiang Min said.

"Okay, I'm going to come over and measure first." Ai Qifeng said.

Jiang Min nodded and looked at the lucky bag: "Little friend, did you learn your calligraphy?"

"The cursive script is a monk (Huai Su), and the thin gold is Mr. Zhao (Zhao Zhe)." Fu Fubao replied, he couldn't figure out the identities of these people.

"Oh, what a great teacher, who has taught such good students." Jiang Senshen sighed, and asked Fufubao to see his Tibetan characters and paintings.

Looking at the collection on the 22nd floor of the building, Ai Qifeng sighed, Jiang Min's net worth is astonishing.

WF Group is also a huge comprehensive group in this city, including biopharmaceuticals, chemicals, finance, as well as port projects and logistics parks.

Ai Qifeng has been famous for a long time, but he never expected that he would be able to contact the chairman of WF in one step and be invited to decorate his office.

"Are you working in your current company?" Jiang Yuhang asked Ai Qifeng in a low voice.

Pangpang and Jiang Min were looking at the collection.

"Yeah, why, do you have an idea?" Ai Qifeng glanced at him.

"Each person pays 300 million yuan to set up a company and do business together." Ai Qifeng was taken aback by Jiang Yuhang's words.

"Isn't this the decoration of your home?" Ai Qifeng asked.

"The purpose of our family is that the young ones must first learn to start their own businesses." Jiang Yuhang looked at him.

"I don't have any money, but you can find another shareholder!" Ai Qifeng looked at Xiaopangpang.

Jiang Yuhang nodded: "You told him?"

Ai Qifeng glanced at him: "I said he would definitely agree, so I can't say it, you go ahead and say it, I'll just work for you."

Jiang Yuhang pursed his mouth: "Why do you feel that the relationship is a bit complicated?"

"How about these calligraphy and paintings?" Jiang Min said with a lucky bag.

Fufu Bao looked at a blue and white porcelain vase: "This is fake."

Jiang Min's face was astringent: "How is it possible, I asked a friend to buy this in Jingdezhen."

"Really, my godfather also has a fake one that is exactly the same." Speaking of blessing, the bag reached into the bottle: "I can't touch it, there are words in it."

Jiang Min was taken aback, took the bottle, no matter how much it was, just reached in to touch it, there were indeed words in the bottle.

"Take a piece of plasticine in, and you can see it." said the lucky bag.

"What word?" Jiang Min was taken aback.

"Professional counterfeiting, hahahaha!" After the blessing bag finished speaking, Jiang Min slammed the bottle forcefully.

"Crack!" There was a sound.

"What's the matter, this is, didn't you buy it for 200 million?" Jiang Yuhang ran over. His old man valued his life more than his life in collecting things. How could he drop a blue vase.

Jiang Min squatted on the ground, picked up the broken porcelain, and sure enough there were a few words.

"Professional counterfeiting, hahahaha?" Jiang Yuhang read out the words on the porcelain: "This counterfeiter is too arrogant!"

Jiang Min sighed: "I also said that it is a small thing to lose money, and it is a shame! It is a fake that the experts went to see together."

"It's okay to be fat, how do you know it's fake?" Jiang Yuhang was surprised.

"His godfather also bought fakes." Jiang Min said.

"Then your godfather?" Jiang Yuhang was curious.

"Smell, it says the smell is different." The blessing bag replied, in fact, it was Laojun who smelled the smell different, so he discovered the fake thing.

The Jade Emperor didn't use clairvoyant eyes. He boasted that his vision was vicious, but he hit his eyes twice.

"This fraud is at its peak!" Jiang Min laughed: "Let's go and see my jade."

Jiang Yuhang winked at Ai Qifeng.

"Come on, there's no problem with the decoration at the back, you guys have fallen into the eyes of our old man!" Jiang Yuhang said with a smile.