I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Wang Fugui respects elders and loves children more than Wang Bo, and his character is also very good. If Wang Bo didn't slander Wang Fugui everywhere, Wang Fugui's popularity would not be so bad.

"Grandpa, I am aware of my literary talent. I am not a material for studying at all. I might as well stay in the family and do business." Wang Fugui said, he didn't know why, but he felt excited when he saw the numbers , I want to sleep when I see the text.

"You... oh..." Mr. Wang sighed, and went out on crutches, out of sight and out of mind, so as not to be sulking here.

"Haha, Fatty Wang, take your time, this may be the only meaning of your existence in this family!" After Mr. Wang walked away, Wang Bo also left.

Wang Fugui also ignored him, and continued to fiddle with the ledger on the table with his head down.

In the courtyard, Mr. Wang was taking a walk when he suddenly saw the guards walking hurriedly, as if there was something urgent.

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Wang stopped the guard, "What are you doing, you're in a panic."

"Hello, Patriarch!" The guard stopped immediately when he saw that it was Mr. Wang, and replied honestly, "Oh, that's right. A young master came outside the door. He said he was a friend of Young Master Fugui. He came to visit Master Fugui. , I am rushing to report."

"Heh, with his appearance, can he still have friends?" At this moment, Wang Bo also came over, just in time to hear what the guard said, and said with a look of disdain.

Mr. Wang directly ignored Wang Bo's words, and said with some surprise: "Huh? Fugui also made friends? Then you should inform him immediately!" Mr. Wang directly asked the guard to notify Wang Fugui.

Wang Jian knew that Wang Fugui was excluded by his peers because of his competition with Wang Bo, but he didn't intervene too much in the affairs between his two grandsons.

It was not easy for Wang Fugui to have a friend come to visit, Mr. Wang was very happy.

"Damn it, why, why does grandpa like Wang Fugui so much? Is it because he was born by uncle?" In a corner where old man Wang couldn't see, Wang Bo had a ferocious face.

From childhood to adulthood, Mr. Wang obviously liked Wang Fugui more, which made Wang Bo very jealous.

So, after the competition between the two began, Wang Bo began to suppress Wang Fugui with all his means, trying to make himself look better than Wang Fugui.

But even so, Mr. Wang still never hated Wang Fugui, which made Wang Bo feel deeply frustrated.

"Hmph! Wang Fugui, wait for me. Sooner or later, I, Wang Bo, will be the head of the Wang family!" Wang Bo said in a low voice as he watched the guard gradually disappear.

"I'd like to see what kind of cronies Wang Fugui has, so as not to bring down the face of the Wang family!" Wang Bo said, and then walked towards the gate.

"Fugui has actually made friends. I, my old bone, will follow suit to see if Fugui's friends have any bad intentions for him." Mr. Wang thought for a while, and followed him to the gate.

"Master Fugui!" The guard shouted from outside the study.

"What's the matter?" Wang Fugui raised his head from the desk, walked out of the study and asked.

"A young master has come to visit you. He claims to be your friend..." Before the guard finished speaking, Wang Fugui rushed out and ran towards the gate.

Chu He waited quietly outside the gate of Wang's house, and even chatted with another elder janitor.

"Squeak—"

The vermilion door was opened after a sound.

"Brother Bai, I knew it was you!" A chubby figure squeezed out from the gate and greeted Chu He.

It was Wang Fugui. Behind him, there were two figures, one old and one young, who followed Wang Fugui out.

"I'd like to see what kind of friends this guy Wang Fugui can make..." Wang Bo came out cursing, and before he could finish speaking, he was stunned.

He had participated in the Youth Poetry Club, and he was even relatively close to the high platform, so he had seen Mr. Bailong before.

The young man in front of him was dressed in white, with a long sword and wine jug on his waist. Wasn't he the guy with the airy temperament that he had once humiliated by his words?

Wang Bo stopped talking for a moment. When Chu He came to the stage, he already knew that he had offended Mr. Bailong, but he still had a little luck in his heart. What if Mr. Bailong and Wang Fugui just met by chance?

But Chu He's visit today broke the last fantasy in Wang Bo's mind.

"I have nothing to do today, so I came to visit Brother Fugui, and I hope Brother Fugui will not blame you." Bai Long smiled.

"It's not strange, come on, brother Bai, let me introduce you, this is my grandfather, and the head of Laowang Chamber of Commerce!" Wang Fugui introduced to Chu He enthusiastically.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wang. It's a pleasure to meet you." Chu He looked at Wang Jian, who was full of white hair but still in good spirits, and bowed in salute.

"Ah, so it's my Linjiang's newest poet, brother Bailong, please come in quickly!" Mr. Wang's face was full of smiles.

He also didn't expect that Wang Fugui's friend turned out to be Chu He. Originally, he just hoped that Wang Fugui would not make those dubious friends, but he didn't expect that he actually made a friend of the young Linjiang generation of Wen Dao Shikui.

For those who have ink in their stomachs, Mr. Wang still respects them very much.

"Fugui, you guys talk first, I'll send someone to bring up the altar of good wine in the wine cellar!" Mr. Wang turned around and walked into the compound without disturbing their chat.

There should be no harm to Wang Fugui for Wang Fugui to make friends with a poet, and Mr. Wang naturally fully supports it.

"Haha, Brother Bai, you are lucky today. The wines in my grandfather's wine cellar are all good wines that are more than ten years old!" Wang Fugui said excitedly.

"I think it's because you have a good fortune?" Wang Fugui thought to himself, he didn't say it clearly, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Wang Fugui took Chu He to the yard where he lived, and the two sat around the stone table in the yard and talked.

No one else came over during the period, and Mr. Wang also knew that it was not easy for Wang Fugui to have a friend, so he didn't let anyone come over to disturb him.

"Brother Bai, you came to see me this time, you must not just come for a drink, right?" Wang Fugui wiped the corner of his mouth and asked after drinking the fine wine in the glass.