Aunt Liu went to the supermarket, and after coming back, she went there again because there were a lot of people coming.

The dinner was extremely sumptuous.

...Ouyang Kaishan has not been to the villa many times these days, it was originally a villa. Today, more than a dozen people from the Ouyang family came, Xi Qichang, Han Qi and many old friends who met Ouyang Kaishan and his wife visited one after another, which was extremely lively.

Several little kids from the Ouyang family sat on the sofa chatting in the small living room behind.

"I just said Brother Yue is not an ordinary person. You guys didn't believe it at that time. Do you see it now?"

Ouyang Yu, who is a little more mature, is now taking over the management of the company and loosens his collar. "Brother Yue, is your surname Ouyang or Zhong? Do you have the eldest brother in your eyes?"

Ouyang Ming raised his eyebrows, picked up the red wine and took a sip.

"Xiao Yu, you have been learning calligraphy and painting with so many masters since you were a child, and now you are studying in Italy. When can you make a name for yourself? Look, there is a calligraphy master lying upstairs. The cultural master below is just stupid and doesn't even dare to knock on the door."

The red-haired boy with fair skin and sharp chin was wearing a loose sweatshirt, covering his hoodie on his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Yu, talent cannot be made by money, it requires innate wisdom and acquired influence. My mentor in Italy said that when Michelangelo became famous, he was twenty years old."

Ouyang Yu was already hungry and said tiredly: "Michelangelo, that's a master of art. The one on the upper floor, can it be the same as Xiao Kai Wang?"

The red-haired boy who was wearing a red sweatshirt and was a little out of place giggled: "Brother Ming said just now, even better than michelangelo."

Aunt Liu looked at the villa full of people, so she couldn't stop. She served tea and water, and took care of the heat in the kitchen. Even if there were four or five people, there were not as good as today. There were nearly twenty people, and the table was divided into two seats.

Ye An came over with two chefs and said, "Sister Liu, go to rest, just leave it to them."

"Hey, okay. Xiao Ye, what's wrong with Mr. Ouyang today? He brought so many people here."

"It was not brought by the chairman, they were all here to find Zhong Yue."

Aunt Liu took off her apron, her face changed, and she said, "This... I'll say it earlier. I'll call Zhong Yue upstairs."

Ye An stopped him and said, "No need. The chairman said that when he was tired, he would let him fall asleep. It's not bad for now."

"Xiao Yue...had he made something wrong?" Aunt Liu asked with some concern, "This child is so sensible, he should not cause trouble, right?"

"No, don't think too much."

Suddenly, footsteps came from the stairs. Ye An looked up the stairs. Seeing Zhong Yue stretching down, he smiled and said, "I'm awake."

"Brother Ye, why are you here?"

Ye An whispered: "If I don't come, more people will come."

Zhong Yue looked into the living room on one side. The sofa was full of people, chatting and talking. Seeing the figures walking down the stairs, Xi Qichang said happily: "Look, the strange man is here."

A group of people stood up one after another and looked at Zhong Yue.

Ye An said: "The fact that you are overwhelming Wang Ge has spread throughout the Shanghai cultural circle."

"Just heard Lao Zhang say that you were so angry that Wang Ge was almost furious in Kaihongxuan. He was amazing."

Zhong Yue looked at so many people with a confused look on his face and said, "Where is it? It's just a normal calligraphy exchange. Besides, you can't say that you are trying to suppress it, each has its own strengths."

Han Qi looked at Zhong Yue with appreciation, "Sometimes it is more valuable to seek peace than to seek victory."

"Calligraphy is not martial arts after all, so why bother to decide the outcome?"

Ouyang Kaishan said, "Since it's all right, let's start the meal."

"Let me be the leader and let Zhong Yue sit at our table. I regretted it if I didn't go there. If the old woman wasn't willing to bear the few thousand dollars, I would also want to go there. Zhong Yue, after dinner later, you have to take out your small calligraphy and show me what kind of work it is. It can scare Wang Ge so much that he quit the TV station and dare not enter the calligraphy and painting studio."

"It's old friend, it's the same wherever you sit. Boy, go and sit at that table." Ouyang Kaishan patted Ouyang Ming's head and signaled him to move his seat.

"oh."

A group of old middle-aged men looked at Zhong Yue like they were choosing a son-in-law, almost asking about his family background, education and artistic experience.

Lao Xizhuo said, "Actually, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Wang Ge said he tied with you, but he was actually afraid of losing. What conditions did he talk to you?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yue poured wine for several old calligraphers beside him, "I didn't plan to defeat him. Before, I met several young and middle-aged calligraphers from the Qingteng School in Shaoxinlanting, and exchanged some of the bad developments in the calligraphy world today.

I originally thought that if I had some weight in the calligraphy world in the future, I must mention it. But when I came to Shanghai, I found that this problem was even more serious. Not only was there a problem with the promotion and dissemination of calligraphy, but even the calligraphy culture tended to be entertained and commercialized. This is something I could not bear, so I came up with this worst and stood up."

"If you stand in front of the media today and win against Wang Ge, we may not have come here. Just now, I saw some calligraphers in Shanghai who spoke together and gave a purity in the calligraphy world and the words of Mr. Yun, so I came here. You did something amazing, I toast you this glass of wine."

Zhong Yue picked up the wine glass and said, "How dare you? Mr. Han, you are a senior, you can't do it."

"I've done it, you can do it." Han Qi raised his head and drank a glass of white wine directly.

“…”

Xi Qichang said: "This kind of trend has actually existed for a long time and no one has ever raised it. It is difficult for us to get together in normal times. Even if we attend some activities in the calligraphy association, we communicate through masks and basically don't talk about career things.

The reason why Kaihongxuan made the "Little Kai King" is also well-known in the industry. The media hype is just a peer who exposes people's shortcomings and is disgusted with his face. Later, Kaihongxuan became bigger and became even more like a hornet's nest. Whoever stabs him will be unlucky. So when you said you wanted to fight Wang Ge before, I was the first to oppose you."

"There is no way, Mr. Xi. Some things must be done by someone. Everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you start with a good start, everyone will realize the disadvantages and disgusting cycles that are not conducive to the development of calligraphy."

Ouyang Kaishan said: "Just before we came, the Shanghai Cultural Center issued a document, which is said to be planning the professional ethics code of calligraphy practitioners. This is exciting news."

"That's great."

Ouyang Kaishan handed a document to Zhong Yue, "This thing may be more practical for you."

Zhong Yue opened the folder.

"Dianqi Culture Ink Industry Co., Ltd.? Was it approved so soon?"

Ouyang Kaishan nodded and said, "Many of the previous processes have been prepared in advance. The production line has been formed. After it is put into production, it can naturally be operated and produced."

Zhong Yue looked at another document below and felt a little relieved.

The patent for the lacquer formula, the name above is Zhong Yue.
Chapter completed!