He looked at the man next to Fu Zhuoyuan: "Are you Qin Zheng?"
Qin Zheng did not expect that the topic would fall on him. He was stunned and nodded: "It's me."
Although there is a look of fear and worry in his eyebrows, he is not panic-stricken, and his elegant temperament is extremely elegant.
The most important thing is, you are young!
Standing with Xuanyuan Zhenhua who is super six and seven, Xuanyuan Zhenhua can become his father!
Xuanyuan Zhenhua looked at it, and his mood was not so wonderful.
I couldn¡¯t help but glance at him: "You"
As soon as he said a word, a green and jade-white hand stretched out from the side, interrupting his words.
Qin Sheng took the tea cup from the servant of the Fu family and put it on the table next to Xuanyuan Zhenhua: "Drink tea."
The clear and cold voice, accompanied by a faint glance, blocked all Xuanyuan Zhenhua's words of making things difficult for him in his throat.
He couldn't help but glared at Qin Sheng.
Your biological father is your treasure, and he didn¡¯t even say anything before you showed off to him!
He knew that his godfather was indeed picked up!
After thinking about it and scolding him, Xuanyuan Zhenhua finally shut up. He picked up the tea that Qin Sheng brought him and took a few sips as if nothing had happened.
Then the scene became quiet.
But just the scene was just the scene, everyone's heart could not calm down, not only did it not be quiet, but it turned the river.
??For example, Qin Zheng was full of lingering fears.
Seeing Qin Sheng still standing next to him and staring at Xuanyuan Zhenhua, he felt sad in his heart.
She glanced at Xuanyuan Zhenhua secretly and saw that he was still drinking tea and hadn't noticed. He quickly pushed Qin Sheng in the direction of Fu Jingheng and Gu Yueming, and gave her a wink to remind her not to come over.
Qin Sheng: ""
??Always paying attention to Xuanyuan Zhenhua on their side from the corner of his eyes: ""
??For example, Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu is about the same age as Xuanyuan Zhenhua, and they worked together when they were young. Although Xuanyuan Zhenhua has rarely appeared in front of people since he retired in the past few years, he still knows something about this person.
?I immediately noticed something was wrong.
¡°This person, despite being serious and upright in front of others, is famous for his bad temper internally. Well, everyone used to call him a tyrant and a tyrant.
But no one dared to be arrogant in front of him, and no one dared to ask him to do something.
¡ª¡ªAlthough Qin Sheng seemed to be just bringing him a cup of tea, Mr. Fu felt as if Qin Sheng was asking him to do something.
The key is that Xuanyuan Zhenhua was not only not angry, but also drank honestly.
How can it be described with a strange word?
Another example is that I have been secretly observing the heads of various families here.
It was so overwhelming in my heart!
But I dare not say anything or do anything.
At this time, Liao Wenchang, who had read the copybooks for more than ten minutes, finally made a good decision.
He was completely immersed in the world of copybooks, so he did not notice the changes in the situation in the banquet hall.
As soon as he put down the copybook in his hand, he looked at Qin Zheng with bright eyes and said, "Whose copybook is this? Can you sell it?"
Qin Zheng¡¯s eyes swept between Qin Sheng and Mr. Fu, and finally pointed at Mr. Fu: ¡°Mr. Fu, just ask him.OK. "
Liao Wenchang immediately looked towards Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu coughed slightly and became a little curious: "Do you want to buy this copybook?"
Liao Wenchang nodded heavily.
Mr. Fu continued: "How much are you prepared to pay for it?"
Hearing this, are you willing to buy it?
Liao Wenchang¡¯s eyes brightened even more.
There was no immediate answer.
Instead, after deliberation for half a minute, he gave a price that he thought was reasonable: "1.3 billion, what do you think?"
Mr. Fu stopped talking and his eyes were slightly glazed over.
Liao Wenchang became anxious when he saw it, and said quickly: "Otherwise, I will add another 100 million, but I don't have that much cash around me, and I have to wait a few days to get it out."
Mr. Fu was even more speechless.
Just when Liao Wenchang was hesitant to increase the price, Mr. Fu finally came to his senses.
He waved his hand and said: "Whether you want to sell it or not, please wait a moment. I would also like to ask Mr. Liao to look at the calligraphy again and see if these two calligraphy were written by the same person?"
As soon as the words fell, someone immediately brought over another copybook that had been prepared in advance.
It was precisely when Qin Sheng competed with others in calligraphy that he wrote it down temporarily.
Mr. Fu has not forgotten that Qin Zheng specially invited everyone from Liao over just for this matter.
Both copybooks were placed on the desk between Xuanyuan Zhenhua and Fu Zhuoyuan, and Xuanyuan Zhenhua could see them from one side.
Then there was silence for a few seconds.
¡°I don¡¯t know whether Liao Wenchang could see it or not. Anyway, he could see it at a glance.
These two words were written by his troubled daughter.
Qin Sheng¡¯s calligraphy was taught by him. Ahem, although he later became better than his master, he still inherited his style in general.
Frenzy, semi -exposed, and with her unique light and spirit.
In short, it is very recognizable.
Not to mention that there are still many copybooks in his yard that were scrapped by her before. Xuanyuan Zhenhua should not be too familiar with them.
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It¡¯s nearly ten minutes again.
Liao Wenchang put down the magnifying glass and nodded solemnly: "Yes, these two words were written by the same person."
Although the handwriting in the second picture is much more casual than the first one, it looks like it was written casually, but it is difficult to change a person's writing style and writing habits.
Liao Wenchang can be sure that these two calligraphy must have been written by the same person.
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Liao Wenchang's eyes flashed with confusion: "I saw that the ink on the second piece of writing is still new, it seems that it was written not long ago?"
"Could it be that the person who wrote these two words was at the scene?"
Liao Wenchang said, scanning everyone in the banquet hall one by one. He couldn't find anyone, so he could only cast an inquiring look at Qin Zheng again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com