Wu Yan did not notice Wu Cheng's provocative gaze and was talking to Zhao Yuan in a low voice.

"What a coincidence, what Sun Mingwen gave was a painting, or a work of Mr. Mengqu." Wu Yan frowned slightly, with a solemn expression.

Zhao Yuan was surprised: "You actually know Mr. Mengqu, and I thought you knew how to pick up girls."

Wu Yan was unhappy: "Do you think picking up girls is a simple thing? To pick up girls, you must be proficient in all aspects of knowledge so that you can start with topics that the girl is interested in and talk to her together. Although I can't appreciate calligraphy and painting, I still understand some related knowledge. Otherwise, how can I approach a fresh girl as a literary youth?"

"You are awesome!" Zhao Yuan gave a thumbs up, with admiration on his face. He turned picking up girls into motivation to study, and there was no one else.

"I almost got it right when I talk about the serious business." Wu Yan whispered: "With my understanding of Wu Cheng, he will definitely arouse you later and ask you to give the birthday gift. Once your birthday gift is not as good as Sun Mingwen, he will definitely sarcastically. Third brother, how is your painting? Can you compare with Mr. Mengqu's works? Why don't we change the gift? I ask Feifei to bring the statue of the pharmacist in quickly and you give it to my grandfather as a gift."

Zhao Yuan was stunned: "Isn't the statue of the Medicine Buddha that you prepared? I gave it to me, what did you give it?"

Wu Yan replied: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have obtained this statue of Medicine Buddha. The most urgent task is to save face for you and not let Wu Cheng's plan succeed. As for what I give, isn't there the medicinal wine and Dingshen Xiang you gave me, and the Xiongfeng Pill."

Zhao Yuan was quite moved. Wu Yan was willing to give him the statue of Medicine Buddha, which showed that he was really treating him as his brother.

He smiled and said, "Okay, you should keep the statue of the pharmacist Buddha for your grandfather. My painting is no worse than Mr. Mengqu's."

"Really?" Wu Yan asked.

"Really." Zhao Yuan nodded.

Although he trusted Zhao Yuan, Wu Yan was still a little worried. Mr. Mengqu was a first-class painter in China!

Zhao Yuan was full of confidence.

Just kidding, his painting was created by Wu Peng's painting skills, both in terms of technology and artistic conception, and it is all on this picture of pine and crane prolonging life!

The most important thing is that his paintings can also stimulate the potential and vitality of the human body! Not to mention this picture of pine and crane prolonging life, even Mr. Mengqu’s best work will not have this effect!

It would be fine if Wu Cheng didn't ask for trouble. If he asked for trouble, he would beat him up and his face would be bruised!

The conversation between the two was very quiet. Wu Cheng only saw them whispering, but he didn't know what they said. He only thought they were shocked by Sun Mingwen's birthday gift.

He smiled and said to himself: "Wu Yan, Wu Yan, even if you, a friend, earned 3 billion yuan in stakes? The birthday gift he gave was better than Sun Mingwen? Hey, wait, I can use this matter to mock it later. I have earned 3 billion yuan, but I didn't give a decent birthday gift. I believe my grandfather will be very angry when he hears this!"

Wu Cheng was extremely proud at this moment because he saw that Wu Shouqing liked this picture of pine and crane prolonged life very much.

Wu Shouqing stood up as soon as he saw the picture of the longevity of the pine and cranes, carefully took the scroll and held it in his hand. While looking carefully, he sighed: "It is worthy of being Mr. Meng Qu's work. This painting is amazing. The proud pine and the agile crane seem to have come alive under his pen! Okay, okay, okay, Xiao Sun, you have the heart."

Sun Mingwen was proud of his heart, but he was polite: "Grandpa Wu is polite. You are a senior in the industry and my idol. It is my honor to be able to catch your eyes on this little birthday gift."

"This is not a small birthday gift!" Wu Shouqing smiled and shook his head, and glanced at Sun Mingwen with a deep sense. He knew the Sun family's plans very well, but he did not want to cooperate with the Sun family. Because he knew very well that the Sun family was hitting the secret recipes in his hands from beginning to end. Cooperating with the Sun family is undoubtedly a matter of making a decision with the tiger.

Although he is old, he is not confused. Some things can be seen more thoroughly than usual.

Although he knew that the Sun family had bad intentions, he did not refuse Sun Mingwen's birthday gift. On the one hand, the two families have not yet broken up, and on the other hand, they are not taking advantage of it without taking advantage.

He turned around and waved to several old friends in the lounge: "Don't you come and taste Mr. Mengqu's works?"

Several other old men in the lounge put down the fragrant tea in their hands and came over, surrounding the pine and cranes to prolong their lives, appreciating and praising them. Although the concept of this picture is somewhat cliché, it is better because of its excellent painting skills, it is also a good work.

As Wu Cheng said, he began to squeeze them out: "Cousin Wu Yan, where is your friend's birthday gift? He didn't come empty-handedly, did he?"

As soon as these words were said, the eyes of Wu Shouqing and others were immediately attracted from the Songhe Longevity Picture to Zhao Yuan.

Not to mention, Zhao Yuan was empty-handed and did not seem to have brought any gifts.

Wu Shouqing helped to help and said, "It's enough for people to come. It doesn't matter if you are polite."

Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Wu Cheng was joking. I came to celebrate Grandpa Wu's birthday. How could I come to do it empty-handed? It's a coincidence that the birthday gift I brought was also a painting."

Wu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I wonder which famous artist was it?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "It is not a work by a famous artist, but a painting by me myself."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhao is still proficient in painting skills. Can you take out the painting now so that we can enjoy some grandpa's glory and appreciate your masterpieces."

Wu Cheng was very polite, but he had already laughed wildly in his heart.

"Haha, you actually gave the paintings too? And you painted it yourself? You are obviously trying to die! No matter how good your painting is, can it be better than Mr. Mengqu? Then you take out the painting and see how I slap you in the face! And Wu Yan, don't think I don't know. You called Zhao Yuan to show your connections. I will let my grandfather know later that although you know Zhao Yuan, the other party doesn't take you seriously at all! Want to fight with me? You are still a little tender!"

He was a little worried about what precious treasure Zhao Yuan would give away, but now he was completely relieved.

Zhao Yuan waved to the girl, who immediately understood what he meant and handed him the briefcase. With the help of the briefcase, Zhao Yuan opened the ring and took out the painting with the ink mark.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan's painting was not mounted, Wu Cheng's lips had already raised a sneer. After seeing the specific appearance of the painting, he even laughed wildly in his heart.

However, he pretended to be indignant and angrily shouted: "Mr. Zhao, this is the handwritten drawing you want to give to my grandfather? What a joke! Even the graffiti of a three-year-old child is better than it is! Are you giving a birthday gift, or are you trying to insult my grandfather and my Wu family?!"
Chapter completed!