I was born again and I just want to concentrate on making money

When Qian Jun heard his grandfather's words, he immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to Xiao Zhongfei: "Master."

Xiao Zhongfei smiled all over his face: "Okay, okay."

The master-student relationship is thus established.

Xiao Zhongfei was very happy in his heart, because he never thought that Qian Jun was such a precocious and intelligent child.

Originally, it was just a plan. After receiving it, he just taught it slowly. After a few years, he himself lost interest.

But now, he really intends to train the child well.

Everyone turned on fire one after another, asking Xiao Zhongfei to treat him to an apprentice banquet.

This is actually giving Qian Ruocen face.

Although he has no position in the Calligraphy Association, Xiao Zhongfei is his junior in terms of social status.

It is a beautiful story for the younger generation to accept the elder's grandson as an apprentice, so there should be an apprenticeship banquet.

But it was impossible for Qian Ruocen to turn the teacher apprentice banquet into an apprentice banquet. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Qing rushed ahead of him.

"Naturally, the teacher apprentice banquet must be organized properly. Today is too hasty."

"Since they are the thread that I lead, then today, I must invite all of you here to have a gathering together."

Without making a fuss, Lin Qing invited everyone to dinner. Naturally, Qian Ruocen had to go too.

And later on, Lin Qing had another opportunity to have another teacher apprentice banquet to get in touch with Qian Ruocen further.

After everyone took the olive branch thrown by Lin Qing, they dispersed to do their own things.

Xiao Zhongfei was happy, and took Qian Jun to browse today's exhibits in the hall.

He originally thought that accepting Qianjun as his apprentice was just a deal with Lin Qing.

But now, he felt that Qian Jun was really a good apprentice.

It belongs to the pie in the sky, a double harvest.

Qian Jun followed Xiao Zhongfei. When looking at each work, he would look back from time to time. In the yard outside the hall, Grandpa and Lin Qing were still there.

The two of them had just met to go out for tea, and Qian Jun wanted to go too, but Xiao Zhongfei caught him and started class.

He sighed: so soon the teacher's life is in jeopardy!Is it right or wrong to worship this master?
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At the moment, there are two tables sitting in twos and threes in the open-air yard outside the hall.

Beishanzhai is surrounded by green hills and clear lakes.

The sky was a little cloudy, with dark clouds hovering over the top of the mountain, as if it was going to rain any moment.

Compared with the mountain, the weather is much cooler and the air humidity is quite high.

The aroma of tea is mixed in the oxygen molecules full of water vapor, making it more fragrant and pleasant.

Lin Qing and Qian Ruocen had chatted for a while.

It was a casual conversation between people I had just met.

When he found out that Lin Qing was a businessman, Qian Ruocen was very surprised: "You are not the same as the businessmen I know at all."

Qian Ruocen is nearly seventy years old, while Lin Qing is only in his early twenties, so it is also the relationship between grandfather and grandchildren.

So when Lin Qing was dating him, it was different from seeing Wang Hai and Li Hua.

In addition to respecting the old and loving the young, there is also a special respect.

This made Lin Qing look a lot more friendly and lively.

"Mr. Qian is encouraging me. In fact, I am an ordinary person."

When Qian Ruocen heard this, he had a better impression of Lin Qing. This was a kind of self-mockery and a kind of humility.

It is a person with experience and wisdom who can speak naturally.

But it's strange, although she looks like she is only in her early twenties, but she feels very quiet, as if she has experienced two lives.

"Since you say you are a vulgar businessman, why are you interested in coming to Beishanzhai to hang out with us old men?"

When Qian Ruocen asked, what he thought was, girl, you are not the first person to come to me through the Calligraphy Association.

As long as Lin Qing talks about those work matters next, Qian Ruocen intends to refuse tonight's banquet.

But Lin Qing just said: "Although I don't understand it, it doesn't prevent me from liking to read it. It doesn't seem to matter whether I understand it or not. I think Beishan Zhai is a very tolerant place."

Qian Ruocen felt that this sounded very comfortable, without purpose, and it was not a compliment to him, but a real small talk.

Lin Qing has such ability, she sat down to make friends with Qian Ruocen, but Qian Ruocen felt that Lin Qing had no purpose, so he was very willing to chat with her.

This is a great social skill that requires a combination of knowledge, experience and emotional intelligence.

And it also needs to be matched with a certain personality charm, otherwise it will only make people feel pretending and have the opposite effect.

But Lin Qing obviously has the ability to chat with anyone on any topic.

Even a senior intellectual like Qian Ruocen thought she was elegant and special.

"Since you said you like it, is there any calligrapher you like?"

Hearing his question, Lin Qing felt that it was right in her arms. She wanted to send Yan Zhenqing's post without trace later, and this was the perfect question at the moment.

"Yan Zhenqing." Lin Qing reported her name directly, and then she keenly caught the joy in Qian Ruocen's eyes.

"Yan Zhenqing? Hehe, yes, why?" Qian Ruocen picked up the tea and took a sip, looking very pleased.

Lin Qing also picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and then replied: "There is a saying that words are like a person. As an official, Yan Gong is not afraid of power and power, and he has been clean all his life. He is a rare noble man."

Qian Ruocen smiled, that's right, he felt the same way, just when he was going to continue chatting with Lin Qing about Yan Zhenqing, Lin Qing was about to leave.

"Mr. Qian, I've been interrupting you for too long today. I'm very sorry. I'm going to prepare for the dinner first. See you tonight."

"Ah... are you leaving now?" Qian Ruocen didn't even realize it.

Lin Qing stood up, handed him a business card, and left in a hurry.

Qian Ruocen sat down again in a daze, looked at the business card in his hand, it was very simple and elegant, with only a name and a phone number, not even a position.

Looking up at her back again, she had already turned and left.

Qian Ruocen raised his head and looked at the mountains and clouds in the distance. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the two of them had never talked about Qian Jun's apprenticeship from the beginning to the end.

He felt that he was old and confused, taking advantage of other people's favor, but didn't even have time to say thank you.

As if he owed her something.

Just as he was sighing, a girl wearing a peaked cap suddenly appeared in front of him.

She didn't speak, and handed over a box directly.

Qian Ruocen took it in a daze, his hands sank, and he took a closer look, oh, golden nanmu.

Only then did Ou Jie say: "Lin Qing dragged me to hand it over to you, saying, it's a pity to keep such a noble thing by her side."

After speaking, he also turned and left.

Qian Ruocen opened the box curiously and took a look.

It is Yan Zhenqing's "Ritual and Music Collection".

Even the well-informed Qian Ruocen couldn't help being shocked.
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