Wang Meili squinted her eyes, stood up, walked to Chen Yuan and sneered:
"You are Chen Yuan! That country boy!"
"Exactly, Chen Yuan wishes the old lady a long life!" Chen Yuan said with a smile.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet. Almost all the guests present had heard Chen Yuan's name, and most of them knew about Chen Yuan and Wang Xiufang.
Now everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yuan. For a while, Chen Yuan became the focus of the audience, almost taking over the spotlight.
Wang Meili glanced at Wang Xiufang at the door, smiled sinisterly, thinking that she would humiliate Chen Yuan in front of so many people today.
"Chen Yuan, I have heard about you, and I have to say that you, who came from the countryside, can develop to this day, you are indeed capable!"
Wang Meili paused and joked:
"But people, you have to know yourself. Even if you become a phoenix, the blood in your bones is still low!"
Chen Yuan's face darkened, and everyone could tell that Wang Meili was scolding Chen Yuan in a different way.
Chen Yuan sneered and said:
"What Mrs. Wang said makes some sense, but don't forget that there are opportunities for native chickens to occupy the phoenix's nest!"
"Taking the current situation in Kyoto as an example, I have taken over the Song family! Maybe the Wang family will be next!"
"Chen Yuan, you are so presumptuous!"
Liu Yan shouted coldly, walked up to Chen Yuan in two steps and said angrily:
"Today is my aunt's birthday party, don't act wild here!"
"Why did I act so wildly? I just told a few truths. Could it be that I touched your sore spot?" Chen Yuan sneered.
Liu Yan had a sullen face, suddenly thought of something, her expression turned evil and said with a smile:
"Chen Yuan, you are always arrogant and think you are the master of strategy, but your brother Mouse... is still dead!"
"I'm not afraid of others knowing that my men killed the mice!"
Liu Yan looked proud and probably wanted to use the mouse to stimulate Chen Yuan.
At this time, Chen Yuan clenched his fists tightly, stared at Liu Yan, suppressed his anger and sneered:
"Thank you, Mr. Liu, for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten it. Counting the days, today is the seventh day of the rat's life, and I have to burn paper for him tonight!"
Chen Yuan paused and turned to look at Wang Meili and said with a smile:
"Mrs. Wang, why do you think this good thing has taken so long?"
After Chen Yuan finished speaking, the air became very awkward, and the guests watching the excitement seemed to have sensed the smell of gunpowder.
Wang Meili didn't want her birthday banquet to be disturbed, so she looked at Chen Yuan and sighed:
"Mr. Chen, please take your seat!"
Chen Yuan nodded, and then sat with Yu Wen and others. After Wang Xiufang finished her work, she also walked to Chen Yuan's side.
Seeing this, Chen Yuan took Wang Xiufang's hand and asked her to sit next to him without any scruples in front of the public.
Yu Wen looked at Wang Xiufang and smiled mischievously:
"Hello sister-in-law, she is indeed the most beautiful woman in Kyoto!"
The other Iron Fist Tigers also greeted Wang Xiufang, and Wang Xiufang nodded in response:
"Thank you. I know that Dayuan is where he is today because of your hard work!"
"Ms. Wang, you're welcome, we didn't do much, it was Mr. Chen who stood out!" Iron Fist Tiger said with a smile.
Chen Yuan held Wang Xiufang's hand with a look of joy on his face. He was finally able to hold her hand openly and openly in public.
At this time, as a host came on stage, picked up the microphone, and read the prescribed opening remarks, the birthday banquet officially began.
After half an hour, the host laughed loudly:
"The first part of the birthday banquet is now, showing off the congratulatory gifts!"
"Sending gifts? What are you doing?" Chen Yuan asked in confusion.
Wang Xiufang smiled and explained in a low voice:
"This is an unwritten custom among wealthy families in Kyoto. The birthday banquets of wealthy families will always have a part of showing off gifts. To put it bluntly, it's just about showing off!"
Following the host's gesture, the first gift was brought onto the stage by the staff, which was a scroll.
After the scroll was unfolded, everyone saw that the content inside was a brocade with dragons and phoenixes embroidered in auspicious patterns.
The host shouted:
"The first congratulatory gift is prepared by Wang Xiufang, Mrs. Wang's beloved daughter, and is a Suzhou embroidered dragon and phoenix in auspicious form!"
"This piece of Suzhou embroidery was hand-embroidered by five people and is worth 30 million!"
"The second item is presented by Miss Liu Yan, Tang Bohu's authentic Chinese painting, "Looking at the Spring and Listening to the Wind", worth 70 million!"
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see Tang Bohu's work. The picture was painted with strange peaks and rocks, ancient trees and dense shadows, fresh breeze and flying springs. Taoist scholars sat opposite each other, looking at the springs and listening to the wind. The artistic conception was ethereal.
The painting was a self-titled poem: Looking down at the flowing spring and listening to the wind, the sound of the spring and the charm are harmonious. How can I not write about Yao Qin, because no one has a surname?
"Miss Liu Yan is such a generous person. The first time she makes a move, it's an authentic work of Tang Yin's!"
"Yes, I remember that this work by Tang Bohu was collected by the museum, and Miss Liu Yan was able to get it. It's really amazing!"
The compliments from the guests came one after another, and Liu Yan stood up proudly and said with a smile:
"Thank you, everyone, for my aunt's birthday party. As a junior, how can I give you something cheap!"
After Liu Yan finished speaking, she glanced at Wang Xiufang specifically, and Wang Meili's face was also happy.
At this time, Chen Yuan said disdainfully:
"A bunch of idiots, they can't even see the fakes, and they still praise them!"
The sound was not loud, but it was heard very clearly by everyone.
When Liu Yan heard this, she stood up and said angrily to Chen Yuan:
"Chen Yuan, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Am I talking nonsense?"
Chen Yuan said with a joking smile:
"I thought that Miss Liu, who came from a wealthy family, had a keen eye for identifying treasures. But now it seems that she is just like that. She is complacent with a fake!"
"Chen Yuan, don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Wang Meili said displeased.
Chen Yuan slowly stood up, walked to the host, pointed at the stone on the picture and said:
"Everyone, as we all know, Tang Bohu was a painter from the Ming Dynasty, but the stone in this painting is the Mitsubishi Stone from the Qing Dynasty!"
"Is it possible that Tang Bohu can predict the future?"
Everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked at Liu Yan.
Liu Yan was a little flustered and said:
"Chen Yuan, what are you talking about? Can you tell which dynasty the stone on the painting is from? Who are you fooling!"
Before Chen Yuan could speak, a voice came from the crowd:
"Let me see it!"
Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to see an old man slowly getting up from the crowd.
"It's actually Mr. Long! With his appraisal, it will be clear whether it is true or not!"
"Yes, Mr. Long is the chief expert of the Kyoto Museum!"
Chen Yuan took a look at the man he was called, Mr. Long. He was dressed in a Tang suit and had a long white beard. He looked somewhat like an immortal.
Mr. Long had a deep gaze and walked to the calligraphy and painting on crutches.
Before Mr. Long could speak, Liu Yan took the lead and shouted:
"Wait! Chen Yuan, I think you are here to cause trouble. If my painting is authentic, what would you say?"
Chen Yuan smiled confidently:
"If it is true, I will kowtow to Mrs. Wang and apologize!"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
After Liu Yan finished speaking with a smile, she gave Mr. Long a wink.
Mr. Long frowned and immediately understood what Liu Yan meant. After looking at the painting, he turned around and said: