The Cold President's Best Master

Su Yuanyuan heard Chen Bingguo say "madam" and snorted coldly. He was a little unhappy. He really should be unhappy. After all, people haven't officially passed the door yet.

Lu Chong couldn't help laughing. He thought that old Chen was really interesting. He smiled at Su Yuanyuan and saw a touch of shyness and joy in her beautiful eyes. Although faintly, he was caught by Lu Chong.

He took Su Yuanyuan's hand and sat on the double sofa, holding Su Yuanyuan's waist very naturally.

Su Yuanyuan slightly broke free, but he didn't break free again. He gave Lu Chong a pretty white look.

Lu Chong handed her his mobile phone: "play king glory for a while!"

Su Yuanyuan began to play mobile games.

When Lu Chong sat there, the people next to him dared not go out. It was more terrible than Jiang Lao sitting here.

After all, even if Mr. Jiang doesn't like a person very much, he respects his identity and won't deal with it. Lu Chong, it's good to say that Zhang Haiming immediately bit him like a dog.

In the face of such big people who don't talk about rules and regulations, they really can't provoke them.

Now, in the whole hall, Fan Jian's mood is the most depressed. He bites his teeth, bites his lips, clenches his fists tightly, pierces his palms with his fingernails, and the blood flows out. He doesn't feel it at all. Although he doesn't break through Xiao Yan in the sky, he is no longer young, and he doesn't have the spirit of "not bullying young people in East and West for 30 years", But he was still very angry. Just now he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

But his anger accumulated to a certain extent. When he thought of Zhang Haiming's family, he dared not offend his own teachers. Moreover, Lu Chong's identity must be more terrible than Zhang Haiming. He couldn't afford to offend him at all. In fact, it's not just Lu Chong. There are too many big people in the capital, like old Jiang, who are polite and courteous on the surface, But if you really offend those characters, they retaliate with terrible means. They are forced to leave the position of director of the young calligrapher association, which is just a small punishment. If Lu Chong is allowed to do it himself, his end is no better than Niu Tengyun. He is not cold and shudder at the thought of here.

Moreover, Lu Chong is different from other big people. Other big people have made clear their identities in advance, and Fan Jian dare not violate them. However, Lu Chong is so young that people can't know the background. It's too easy to be regarded as a rookie. Fan Jian thought happily that he may not be the only one who was cheated by Lu Chong's harmless appearance.

Now, Fan Jian has nothing to do. Even if his teacher comes out of old Jiang's study later, he complains to his teacher. With his teacher's obedience, he may even break off his relationship with him. It is absolutely impossible to confront Lu Chong for him. Therefore, now he can only be silent and bear humiliation.

Zhang Haiming sat near Lu Chong with a flattering smile: "Master Lu..."

Lu Chong waved his hand: "as I told you earlier, I don't like the name of the master. It's too easy for me to think of the old monster of boys and women playing with snakes."

Zhang Haiming hurriedly remembered Gu Jiahui and Zhu Danqing's address to Lu Chong, but he felt that his position was not suitable for such kindness. He said, "Mr. Lu, what have you done in Mr. Jiang's study for so long? We young people are not qualified to enter Mr. Jiang's study."

Lu Chong said faintly, "I didn't do anything, just wrote a word."

Zhang Haiming didn't think that Lu Chong was qualified to write in front of Jiang Lao, but when he thought of the legend of the little scholar, he believed: "where's the word?"

Lu Chong said calmly, "old Jiang said it belonged to him."

Lu Chong's voice was not high, but the whole hall was silent at this time. Everyone heard Lu Chong's words and took a breath of air-conditioning. Especially Chen Bingguo's older people, they all showed an incredible look. They all knew very well that old Jiang was different from an artful old political man. Old Jiang was really proficient in calligraphy, In his early years, he also studied calligraphy with Mr. Yu Youren, one of the four greatest calligraphers in the Republic of China. He not only has high attainments in calligraphy, but also has higher vision. There are many famous Chinese calligraphers, and there are a large number of capable people, which may make Mr. Jiang take the initiative to ask for no more than five people.

"Mr. Lu, you are really great. I admire you so much!" Zhang Haiming said with appreciation: "I heard that you wrote the word" Shoufu Kangning "at Mr. Li Wenshan's birthday banquet before. As a result, Mr. Jiang liked it very much and took it away. This is also the reason why Mr. Li Wenshan and Mr. Gong Qifeng called you a little scholar. We didn't believe it at that time. We thought that Mr. Li deliberately praised you. That's really what happened?"

Lu Chong smiled faintly: "that pair of Shoufu Kangning is also in Mr. Jiang's study. Just now Mr. Jiang took it out for all old gentlemen to see."

Zhang Haiming couldn't help sighing. He was awed by Lu Chong's magic power before, but now he sincerely admires Lu Chong's genius in Calligraphy: "Mr. Lu, I admire you from the heart. I didn't expect that you are not only good at metaphysical magic, martial arts, medical treatment, but also good at calligraphy. You are so knowledgeable and talented. You are so outstanding. I am really ashamed!"

Lu Chong said without shame: "in fact, it's nothing. I just spent your time drinking and picking up girls on practicing calligraphy."

Su Yuanyuan knew Lu Chong well. Naturally, he knew that the goods had never written before. In high school, the words were extremely bad. The teacher also said that "words are like human character. Look at your words, Lu Chong's words, dogs crawl, and your character is not very good". Thinking of what the old teacher said, Su Yuanyuan smiled.

Zhang Haiming said brazenly, "Mr. Lu, why don't you give me a word and write it as a gift to Zhang Haiming."

Lu Chong said with a smile, "I'm not much of a calligrapher. Forget it, everyone."

Zhang Haiming said: "You are a little calligrapher recognized by famous calligraphers in the industry. Why don't you count as everyone? Although you are not famous now, it doesn't mean you won't be famous in the future. Apart from others, the good story of Mr. Jiang's collection of your two characters will be spread, and your reputation will come soon. If my family falls in the future, my descendants may take out the words you wrote for me and go to Liulichang to earn money A lifetime of abundance. "

Lu Chong lost his smile: "don't curse yourself. Well, next time you come to my house, I'll give you a picture."

Although I don't agree with Zhang Haiming's character, after all, this goods helped me a little. Maybe there will be a place for him to help in the future. It's nothing to write him a word. It's only a matter of a few seconds.

After hearing Lu Chong's promise, Zhang Haiming said happily, "great, your words will bring good luck at home."

Lu Chong smiled and said, "what do you mean, my words are ugly, like ghost symbols that can ward off evil spirits?"

Zhang Haiming quickly waved his hand and denied, "Mr. Lu, you know, I don't mean that. I've seen your magic power. I guess your words must have magic power."