I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 1011 Visit
The departure of the Xie family was no small matter.

Except for the salesperson guarding the counter, all other employees of the Friendship Store were dispatched.

I can't even care about the Lantern Festival.

Of course, there is no holiday during the Lantern Festival, and everyone goes to work as usual.

Because the Friendship Store was bought by the Xie family for more than half, they had to count, organize, and pack all the goods before the Xie family departed, and then send people to carry them to the ship that the Xie family took when they left Shanghai.

During this period, the safety of the goods during the journey must be guaranteed.

Fortunately, they have experience and started to get busy in an orderly manner.

Li Xingxing, Dapao, and the Second Artillery have all started school, but Li Xingxing took a few days off.

After her grandfather and the others left, she would go to school again, and she would cherish the little time she could get along with now. Only Da Pao and Second Pao were sent to school by Chen Xiangyang and Li Xiuhong.

Kid, can't help.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Li Xingxing, who lived with Xia Xingxing in the International Hotel, poured tea and water for the two elders, showing great hospitality.

Unexpectedly, the old man wanted to teach her calligraphy.

Seeing that the "Encouraging Learning" poem banner and Qi Baishi's ink painting were framed and sent to him, Li Xingxing came to the study happily, laid out the four treasures of the study, and showed the posture of a master of calligraphy.

The brush was dipped in ink, and just after writing, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

The old man said: "You write, I'll ask Xiao Xia to take a look."

Everyone else went shopping, the old couple and the young couple were the only ones in the suite.

Li Xingxing was not affected, and wrote a line of poetry in one go: "The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Then, pick up the new seal, dip some cinnabar ink pad, and cover it!

While appreciating the masterpiece complacently, Li Xingxing heard a thick middle-aged male voice say: "Good writing! Comrade Xiao Li can write so well at such a young age. It is really unexpected."

Li Xingxing turned his head to look, with surprise in his eyes, "Comrade, who are you?"

do not know.

Not once.

About fifty years old, not tall, thin, with gray temples, wearing a faded woolen coat, a pair of glasses wrapped with tape after a broken leg, elegant, refined and restrained.

It must be a worker in the literary and art industry!
This was Li Xingxing's first impression after seeing Qian Guangjin.

Qian Guangjin tipped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled politely, and said, "Comrade Xiao Li, you don't know me, but I know you. Your reputation is like thunder, resounding all over Shanghai. I have admired you for a long time. , I came here today to visit Mr. Xie and your Comrade Xiao Li, because I came prepared and asked for it."

Li Xingxing blinked his eyes, "You haven't said who you are yet? Maybe I've known you for a long time."

Xia Mingxing, who opened the door for Qian Guangjin, greeted Qian Guangjin to take a seat in front of Mr. Xie, and said to his little wife with a smile, "This is Comrade Qian Guangjin. He works in the museum and is now the deputy curator."

Li Xingxing snorted, "Deputy curator!"

She hurriedly poured tea for Qian Guangjin, "I don't remember our family dealing with museums!"

When buying antique calligraphy and paintings, she prefers cultural relic stores.

Qian Guangjin said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Xie donated 100 million US dollars to the museum in Yanjing to repair ancient buildings and protect national cultural relics. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

Mr. Xie suddenly realized: "Shanghai Museum also wants it?"

When he was playing with the leaders in Yanjing, he lamented that the country did not pay much attention to ancient culture, so he made this move. He did not expect that when he got home yesterday, news would reach the ears of the head of the Shanghai Museum today.

(End of this chapter)