Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Zhang Wenqing poured a cup of tea for Zijun himself, and then asked kindly, "Little girl, do you like Biluochun?"

Zijun nodded, "I like it."

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the fragrance of Biluochun came to his nostrils immediately. Even if he didn't know how to taste tea, Zijun knew it was a good tea with its natural fragrance.

"Just now you read so seriously, do you know how to write?" Zhang Wenqing didn't ignore the seriousness of her previous reading.

Zijun blushed slightly: "Yes, I learned painting when I was a child. At that time, I was afraid that I would not be able to pass the college entrance examination. I was going to be an art student. I also studied calligraphy for a few days, but it was just a superficial study. Later, I knew that the art student probably would not pass the exam. In the final exam, I still gritted my teeth and fought hard for the college entrance examination."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Wenqing laughed out loud after hearing her words, and thought she was very honest and cute.

"Very honest little girl, it's a blessing for Zhenyu to marry you." Zhang Wenqing praised sincerely.

Zijun's face turned red immediately, and he couldn't help but said, "Professor Zhang has won the award. In fact, I am just an ordinary woman, but Zhenyu, I can marry him, which is actually considered high-profile."

Zijun is also telling the truth, what is the family background of the Tong family?Tong Zhenyu's status is so noble, she is an ordinary citizen, married into a wealthy family, this is Cinderella.

To put it bluntly, the native chicken flies up the branch and turns into a phoenix.

"It's not considered high-ranking," Zhang Wenqing persuaded her in turn: "Now we don't pay attention to the concept of family status."

"By the way, Zhenyu said when will he come over?"

"I don't know," Zijun said truthfully, but Tong Zhenyu didn't say the exact time.

"Then let's not wait for him for lunch," Zhang Wenqing waved his hand, "Boy, what is more important than coming to my foster father for dinner."

"..."

Zijun didn't know why Tong Zhenyu left, so he didn't dare to answer rashly.

The butler quickly brought out the lunch. Maybe he knew they were coming before, so the lunch was well prepared. Even though there were only four people eating, it was a big table full.

"There's a lot of food, save some of it, let Zhenyu eat the leftovers at night, and tell him not to come at noon, so he dared to let my pigeons go." Zhang Wenqing ordered the housekeeper solemnly.

"Yes!" Butler Ye also answered solemnly, amusing both Zijun and Zhao Yunlong.

After the meal, Zhang Wenqing laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone again.

"Zijun, don't you know how to write? Come, write a few words for me to see."

"I...I can't write very well." Zijun blushed slightly.

"It's okay, just write whatever you want, you have to write well if you are not told." Zhang Wenqing handed her a pen and a blank paper.

Zijun took the pen, pondered for a while, then dipped the ink, and began to write:

How is Dai Zongfu?Qi Luqing is over.Good fortune Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk and dawn.Swinging the chest gave birth to Zeng Yun, and decided to enter the bird.You will be at the top of Ling Jue, and you will see all the mountains and small mountains.

"Hahaha, good, well written!" Zhang Wenqing looked at Zijun's authentic Xiaokai and admired him: "I said that I don't know how to write well, so this is - I know how to write too well, okay?"

Zijun's face became even redder, and he hurriedly said in a low voice: "The adoptive father has praised the award. It's really that the writing is not very good. After all, he is not a professional."

"Well, you are not professional but your writing is better than many professional ones." Zhang Wenqing handed the paper to Zhao Yunlong next to him: "Help me put it away, I will take it to Beijing."

"Father," Zijun was startled, and hurriedly shouted, "I really didn't write this one well, why don't I write another one for you?"

"That is to say, you just wrote this to perfuse my old man?" Zhang Wenqing asked jokingly with a smile.

Zijun said embarrassedly: "It's not to perfuse my adoptive father, it's just that I haven't written for a long time. When I first picked up the pen, my hands were a little stiff. The first two sentences are not very well written. Let me rewrite one."

"Well, it just so happens that the couplets on the gate of my courtyard are about to be changed, so please help me write a couplet on the gate of the courtyard." Zhang Wenqing waved his hand, and handed over the big brush he used just now.

"Hey, this..." Zijun was embarrassed, how dare she show off her calligraphy like this?

Although her father is a teacher, and her calligraphy is good, she has been fascinated by it since she was a child, so she naturally writes well.

In fact, my father wanted her to study literature, and hoped that she would study liberal arts so that she could focus on calligraphy and Chinese studies in the future.

In fact, she liked calligraphy and Chinese studies very much when she was in elementary school and junior high school, but after she was in high school, because of the influence of Lin Chengfei, she actually chose science, and later majored in architectural design.

"Professor Zhang, Steward Ye said that there is no red paper for writing couplets at home," Zhao Yunlong came out of the room to report.

"Oh, well," Zhang Wenqing shook his head helplessly, and said to Zijun with a smile, "Then I'll have to wait until I come back from Beijing at the end of the year, and then ask you to help me write couplets."

"That's fine, I will definitely practice my calligraphy in advance." Zijun also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

She was asked to write couplets today, but with such a big brush, she really wasn't sure how to write them well.

"Zijun, can you fish?" Zhang Wenqing packed up his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked again when he saw that Zijun was free.

"No." Zijun answered truthfully.

She is a child of a small citizen's family. Although her parents are both teachers, since ancient times, the scholarly family has been said to be a family of officials, so she is nothing.

As for fishing, which is a leisurely and money-consuming project, a petty citizen like her basically can't afford it, so naturally she has never tried it.

"Then can you play chess?" Zhang Wenqing asked again.

"Know a little bit of Go." Zijun didn't dare to say that she knew how to play chess, because she had learned chess before, and it's best not to play tricks easily without knowing the opponent.

"Then let's play Go," Zhang Wenqing said happily, then looked at the sun and said, "The sun is bright right now, and it's really too hot for fishing.

Since Professor Zhang has said so, and she also said that she knows a little bit of Go, if she can't shirk at this time, it will be unreasonable.

Soon, Butler Ye helped them out with Go, and set them up on the lychee trees in the yard.

In May, the lychees were not yet ripe, and the green fruits were hanging on the branches. Zijun sat down in his seat, and in line with the etiquette of the younger generation to the elders, he made a gesture to ask Professor Zhang to come out first.

"You go first." Professor Zhang turned back and gave way to her.

Zijun no longer gave in. Go is not her strong point. In fact, she has never played Go formally. She used to be in the interest class at school, and her level is really good.

Go is a thing to calm down, and the layout is very important. Although Zijun has not formally learned it, he has played in the school Go club for several years, and he still has some chess skills.

And Professor Zhang is probably not the kind of master who can keep up with the high players in Go, so the situation did not appear the scene that Zijun initially expected that he would make a quick decision and eat himself.

Both of them played extremely cautiously, so that when Tong Zhenyu arrived, the chess game between Zijun and Professor Zhang was at an impasse.