The miracle doctor came down from the mountain and opened a restaurant to raise his daughter

Seeing Mo Yue's red eyes, looking like she was aggrieved and ready to shed tears at any time, Zhao Jie, as a good friend, felt a little distressed, but the anger just now had disappeared.

If Mo Yue stood up and slammed the door and left, Zhao Jie wouldn't be too surprised.

On the contrary, Zhao Jie was a little surprised when she actually apologized, even though this was the result she wanted most.

"It doesn't matter, let's just sit down and eat and chat."

Chen Ning didn't cause too much embarrassment to a girl. He apologized and the matter was over.

Chen Ning sat down, and Cheng Long beside him quickly brought Chen Ning a glass of wine.

The atmosphere quickly became lively, with only Mo Yue being somewhat silent.

In fact, Mo Yue really wanted to leave directly.

But I don’t know why, but when I think about leaving, I feel a little reluctant.

She herself was surprised, and even felt a little inexplicable shame. Why did she have the thought of not leaving?

"It should be the food here that attracts me. Have you decided to return to the city guard team? I'm sorry, but in exchange for all this, the little girl can bend and stretch!"

Mo Yue quickly found two reasons for herself, and then gradually became at ease.

Mainly, she could see that no one else took this matter to heart, which made her feel more comfortable.

"Chen Ning, the calligraphy and painting studio has been confirmed. It is right next to Old Chentou's medical clinic. Although it is a little quieter, the quiet space is enough."

Zhen Luogui said, placing a thick document bag in front of Chen Ning.

Chen Ning is very satisfied with this location. The main reason is that it is close to here, and the quietness of the painting and calligraphy studio is also very important.

Opening the document bag, inside is the transfer deed of the real estate, as well as various qualification certificates for the business license of the calligraphy and painting studio, and even the employment certificates of the employees.

The owner of the museum is Chen Ning, then the board members Du Gui, Sun Jihai, Hong Tu, Cheng Long, and finally Chen Ning saw Zhen Luogui's name.

Although Sun Jihai and Hong Tu are members of the Painting and Calligraphy Museum, they have not resigned from their original positions as presidents for the time being.

Hong Tu has a somewhat withdrawn personality. He did not come to this gathering, mainly because there were things within the association that he needed to arrange.

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

When Chen Ning saw Zhen Luogui's name, she was immediately speechless.

"Don't look down on me. I'm also a calligraphy master, but I don't show it off very often. If you don't believe me, ask Lao Sun and Lao Du how my calligraphy is!

"Ahem, Brother Zhen's calligraphy is indeed good."

"Yeah, it's really good."

Sun Jihai and Du Gui both nodded affirmatively this time.

"Are you threatened by this guy?"

Chen Ning looked at the two people with some fun.

The two shook their heads quickly.

They were really not threatened, they were telling the truth. Of course, there was some element of being 'bribed' by Zhen Luogui!

Yu Gang was a little depressed on the sidelines. In fact, he also wanted to join, but his true identity did not allow him, and he did not have the thick skin and calligraphy skills of Zhen Luogui.

Chen Ning knew there must be a problem, but he didn't bother to ask. After all, these things were all funded by Zhen Luogui, so just use the name to mix it up.

"Now the only thing left is to confirm the final name of the calligraphy and painting gallery, and there is one less painting and calligraphy work from the museum. With these, it can be officially opened. If Chen Ning, you can write a few words and put them inside, I would like to give it to Long The calligraphy and painting shop over there in the city will always send out invitations to open their doors, how about that?"

When Zhen Luogui finished speaking, his eyes began to sparkle.

They all knew Chen Ning's purpose of opening this painting and calligraphy studio.

"You must send an invitation letter, and we must let them know our existence. But remember, try not to publicize my existence to the outside world. From now on, my works will use a pseudonym. Do you understand what I mean?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Ning was afraid of trouble, but he also wanted to attack the Longcheng Painting and Calligraphy Association.

No one else felt there was anything wrong with Chen Ning's behavior, but Mo Yue, who had no idea, was getting more and more confused.

Chen Ning really opened a calligraphy and painting studio, and he was also the owner. It was obvious that he wanted to challenge Longcheng's painting and calligraphy association.

Why should he?

If it wasn't at the table, Mo Yue would definitely have made a sarcastic comment, or at least asked Zhao Jie.

At this time, Chen Ning spoke again: "I brought five copies of the calligraphy works you asked for. Four of them are in the library for others to see, and the remaining one is for Lao Zhen."

As Chen Ning spoke, he took out his backpack and took out a rolled paper tube.

"Ah, Mr. Chen, you, you treat your works like this? It's so, so irresponsible!"

Seeing that several pieces of paper were obviously rolled together, and knowing that it was Chen Ning's handwriting, Du Gui and Sun Zhanhai were excited, and even blamed Chen Ning for his indifference.

"Don't worry, there aren't any breaks or wrinkles."

Chen Ning understood their mood, so he smiled slightly and said.

"That can't be like this, but it hurts me so much!"

Du Gui stepped forward and carefully took the scroll.

This is definitely something to take a look at.

The tabletop of the dining table was spacious enough. Sun Zhanhai and Xiaolong quickly made a space on the table. Sun Zhanhai even wiped the table vigorously with his sleeves, as if he was afraid that there would be a little dirt on the tabletop.

"Is this important? His handwriting is very good?"

Mo Yue looked at Sun Zhanhai and Du Gui, and finally couldn't hold it back and asked Zhao Jie in a low voice.

"You'll know later that it won't be so. If my grandpa were here, he would definitely be like this, maybe even more so than Grandpa Sun. Your grandpa likes calligraphy and is obsessed with it. Fortunately, he has never seen Chen Ning's calligraphy. Otherwise it will be more serious!"

Zhao Jie smiled and said to Mo Yue.

"What you said is really exaggerating... Unless he can write master calligraphy, my grandfather can do this."

Mo Yue curled her lips slightly and said.

Zhao Jie suddenly laughed and said nothing.

Mo Yue's grandfather is indeed an absolute calligraphy enigma. His own writing is relatively average, but he loves it to the point of obsession. He spends hundreds of millions on calligraphy collection every year. Unfortunately, he has a huge collection but only one master's work.

If it weren't for the fear of destroying the work, Mo Yue believed that her grandfather would definitely sleep with that work in his arms every day.

At this time, Sun Zhanhai finally wiped the desktop to a satisfactory level of cleanliness, and then eagerly asked Du Gui to display Chen Ning's works one by one.