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Chapter 195 Hit the enemy
Chapter 195. Hitting the Old Enemy
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, thinking what a little girl, how could that set of hundred-character pictures be written by a child?If this is the case, isn't it a fake?
They all turned their heads and looked at the speaker.

I saw that it was a tall old man, about 50 years old, and he was inconspicuous in the crowd. Anyone who recognized him immediately scolded:

"Old Huang! What did you say? What little girl?"

"Are you out of your mind? What little girl can write a hundred-character map?"

"Old Huang, it's been a while since you've said it, okay? Mr. Liu spent 500 million yuan to buy that set of hundred-character pictures. Do you think it's your granddaughter's graffiti at home? Why don't you hurry up and apologize to Mr. Liu?" !"

Seeing that everyone was pointing their blades at him in unison, the old man who spoke earlier also panicked, and hurriedly said:
"Don't worry, I don't have any other intentions. It's just that some time ago, I happened to see someone write a picture of a hundred longevity, and their skills are very good. Because the time is not far away, so..."

"Who wrote it? Is this the little girl you mentioned?"

"good."

"What about that thing? Since you think you have a good foundation, why didn't you take the opportunity to collect it?"

"I originally intended to buy it for 10 yuan, but it was a pity that someone got in the way. Well, let's not talk about it."

With a sigh, the old man had a regretful expression on his face.

If Ren Ping and Xiao Fei were present, they would immediately recognize that this person was called Huang Cangming, the folk calligrapher who wanted to forcefully buy the picture of a hundred years of life at a low price in the back garden of the hospital that day.

But everyone still didn't believe it after listening to it, thinking what kind of work is Baishoutu, how could a child write it?
Not to mention children, all the famous calligraphers in Nanling are here. Who dares to say that he can write a hundred-year-old picture?It was probably because the man named Huang wanted to sensationalize others that he made up such a fabricated story.

"Old Huang, you have to be careful when making up lies. You are an expert yourself. Don't you know how deep the skills it takes to write a hundred-year-old picture? How can a child do it?"

"In today's China, anyone who dares to say that he can write a picture of a hundred years of life is everyone in the world. He can count on ten fingers. According to you, that child is also one of them?"

"Hahahaha, Lao Huang, I think you are so old that you are dizzy. There is no such person in the whole Jiangning Province, not to mention Nanling. As for the little girl you mentioned, I think she has just learned calligraphy. Yihulu It's just a joke that I copied from a painting, but you took it seriously."

"That's right, as you said, there are only two possibilities. One, the little girl is a Tianshan Child Elder, and she was transformed by a certain contemporary master, so she has that kind of profound knowledge. Second, the little girl is not a Child Elder, but you It's daytime, I'm dreaming, hahahaha..."

Amidst bursts of laughter, Huang Cangming blushed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and slip in.

Originally, this matter would have ended here, and he would have been laughed at at most, but he had a strong nature, and suddenly thought of something, and immediately got a stick in his neck:
"I didn't make up nonsense! Although I didn't get the picture of a hundred longevity, I saw it later!"

"Oh? Have you seen it before? When? Where? At what auction? What was the final transaction price?"

The crowd laughed again.

"On the furniture of Ren's Wood Industry just over half a month ago!"

Huang Cangming said loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone was silent for a moment, and the smiles froze on their faces.

Ever since Ren Ping showed the Hundred Years Picture in public at the Tian family birthday banquet, everyone wondered where he got such a precious manuscript.

Until the launch of the Baishoutu series of furniture, the doubts never dissipated.

But now, someone accidentally found a clue.

According to Huang Cangming, the hundred-year-old painting he saw was the manuscript in Ren Ping's hand, and it was also an important basis for the revitalization of Ren's wood industry. And it all came from a little girl?

Although everyone still didn't believe it, but the matter was of great importance, they didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore. Now they all looked at Liu Shitang, knowing that he was the only one who had the right to ask.

Sure enough, Liu Shitang, who had not paid much attention just now, frowned and looked at Huang Cangming:
"When did you see that picture of a hundred years of longevity?"

"Not too long ago, about a month and a half ago."

"Where's the furniture from Ren's Wood Industry?"

"I just said it, more than half a month ago, after seeing the words."

"So, do you think the manuscript on Ren's wood furniture is the one you saw? Was it written by a little girl?"

Liu Shitang's expression turned cold unconsciously.

Stared at by his cold eyes, Huang Cangming felt a chill in his heart, and the courage to go all out just now disappeared completely in an instant, and he couldn't help hesitating:
"This one……"

"Say something!"

"Yes! Yes! That's what I thought when I first saw me. It looked very familiar. Moreover, I had heard that Ren Ping from Ren's Wood Industry had presented a hundred-year-old picture at the Tian family's birthday banquet, so I was suspicious. "

Huang Cangming glanced at Liu Shitang, paused, and said tremblingly:
"However, I'm not sure whether it's true or not. I think some of the Baishou pictures have similar fonts, and it's not easy to recognize. Besides, to be honest, my calligraphy skills are limited, and there are times when I admit mistakes."

With such a turning point in these words, everyone has preconceived ideas in their minds, and they all feel that it is so in all likelihood.

Liu Shitang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this person had a low vision, mistook a deer for a horse, and loved being pushy, which was why he acted like this in public.

In fact, let alone two pictures, most of the people here have seen one, let alone compare.

Although I felt something was wrong in my heart, the Hundred-Character Picture appeared twice in Nanling City. Could it be that someone was secretly setting up a trap?But if you calm down and think about it, even if there is, it can't be a little girl.

He has seen a calligraphy prodigy before. There is absolutely no calligraphy prodigy in this world who can write hundreds of characters!

Putting down the big stone in his heart, Liu Shitang smiled again, and soon chatted and laughed with everyone.

At this moment, a hurried person who looked like a secretary came over and whispered something in Yang Song's ear.

Yang Song frowned when he heard the words: "What is he doing here?"

As he spoke, he involuntarily looked at Liu Shitang.

Although the secretary spoke in a low voice just now, most of the people heard it. The so-called "he" refers to Ren Ping, the head of the Ren family wood industry who has been in the limelight recently, and he will come to today's recommendation meeting!

Thinking that the other party made it clear that the visitor was not kind, everyone's hearts were lifted instantly, and their eyes turned to Liu Shitang.

Liu Shitang snorted, as if he had been prepared, and immediately glanced at Yang Song:
"The visitor is a guest. President Yang, why don't you go and greet him?"

"Mr. Liu, are you serious?"

Yang Song was stunned for a moment. Seeing his gloomy eyes and displeasure on his face, he realized that he had asked too many questions and hurriedly turned around and went with his secretary.

Soon, Yang Song left and came back, followed by a group of about seven or eight people. It seemed that besides the principal, there were others accompanying him.

But everyone didn't have time to take care of it, but soon saw Ren Ping who was walking in the front, who had seen him on other occasions before, and immediately let out a low cry, and then looked at Liu Shitang opposite, talking endlessly.

On the contrary, the two people involved were unusually calm. In the gap between the crowds that everyone deliberately left open, their eyes met and they gradually approached.

This is the first time the two of them have met in their lives. At first glance, they both felt that they were younger than they thought, and they felt like they had met their opponents.

But it was only for a moment, and soon, the hostility in the eyes of both sides was revealed unabashedly.

The two destined enemies finally met.

(End of this chapter)