Yan Qing deliberately kept the other party's name secret, so Lu Fan casually said it and postponed the medical treatment until the spring of next year.
Even so, Yan Qing was still overjoyed.
"Then please ask Mr. Lu to leave his calligraphy and calligraphy. When next spring, Mr. Yan will take Mr. Lu's calligraphy treasure and come to visit in person!" Yan Qing said excitedly.
Lu Fuqing glanced at Yan Qing and did not refuse after all.
"Don't kill what's alive, don't take what's given to you, spring nourishes all things."
The three lines of large characters in block letters are sonorous and powerful, written on precious rice paper. The ink is full and penetrates the back of the paper.
This is both a certificate and a warning to Yan Qing.
As if Yan Qing had found a treasure, she clasped her fists and bowed to Lu Fuqing and said: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for the pen and the calligraphy. I will frame it and meditate on it day and night. I will wait until next spring to visit you in person."
Those who kill are most likely to damage the liver. To cure the disease, you must first nourish your character. This half-year period is also the time limit given to Yan Qing by Lu Fuqing. If Yan Qing dares to plot against Lu Fan during this half-year period, Yan Qing will wait until next spring.
There will be no one to treat your illness, and you will have to live your life waiting to die.
It can be said that Lu Fuqing vividly integrated all the merits, rewards and guilt into this painting.
While giving Yan Qing hope, a sharp sword was also hung above his head.
"It's a trivial matter." Lu Fuqing said nonchalantly, he was not interested in this at all.
"Secretary Yu, wrap up the tea leaves and arrange a car to take Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu back to their house. Also, I will personally deliver Mr. Lu's writing fee to his house..."
After sending Lu Fuqing and Lu Fan away, Yan Qing unfolded the calligraphy painting with both hands and admired it with satisfaction.
"Master Qing, you are just an old man selling Chinese medicine and a waste. How can you treat them so respectfully and take this word so seriously?" The sexy secretary walked in and asked in confusion.
"What do you know?" Yan Qing laughed and said, "Some people have great power and dominate the life and death of a place. Some people are rich in the world and control the prosperity and decline of a place. But in this world, there are always a very small number of people.
A commoner has no money and no power. Even when he goes to buy food at the door, he has to bargain with the vendors for a few cents. However, as time goes by, those in power and wealth will be forgotten by the world, but this commoner
His reputation will last forever, we call this kind of person the uncrowned king!"
"The uncrowned king?"
Secretary Yu's pretty face showed a thoughtful expression and asked: "Are you like Sun Simiao, the king of medicine? His life was not as good as the court, walking among the poor people, but he could receive the highest courtesy from Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty. Thousands of years later, Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty had few people.
I remember, but Sun Simiao is still the King of Medicine in the hearts of ordinary people, and his status and faith completely surpass that of the famous kings in ancient times."
Yan Qing turned around and looked at her in surprise, and said with approval: "It seems that those books I have asked you to read over the years have not been in vain."
Secretary Yu smiled softly and said: "Mr. Lu is indeed a great man in the world, but his grandson Lu Fan is really a loser. If something happens to his own woman, he has to find such an old man to come forward. He is just pretending to be powerful. Anyway,
I look down on this kind of man."
"The fox pretends to be the tiger's power?" Yan Qing smiled, "Is this how you evaluate Lu Fan?"
"Yes, you have been sitting here for such a long time. Just now, you almost had a falling out with Mr. Lu. He didn't even dare to say a word. He looked like a loser and looked like he had no future. If my man were him
In this case, we can just hit him to death, what's the use of him?"
Yan Qing shook his head and said: "Yu Min, there are thousands of people with different faces. It's wrong for you to judge a person's strengths and weaknesses just by his actions and words. It's just like when you go out with me to meet clients, you talk more.
Or do I talk too much?"
"Of course...it's me?" Yu Min's tone was a little confused. When the secretary went out with the president, it was natural that the secretary would take the lead in the conversation. When the critical moment came, the boss would speak directly and make a decision. However, could this be the same as the situation just now?
"Lu Fan clearly asked Mr. Lu to strengthen him. It's good that he wasn't frightened when he saw you. How could he dare to contradict you? Going out with us is completely different." Yu Min was unconvinced.
road.
Yu Min is the daughter of Yan Qing, an old clerk. In a street fight more than ten years ago, the old clerk helped him block a shot. Yan Qing survived, but the old clerk died.
From then on, Yan Qing kept Yu Min by his side and raised her as his future daughter-in-law. He even planned to let her be the future helmsman of Qingyun. After all, his son had cerebral palsy and low intelligence and was not suitable to be in charge of such a large company, even if
Yu Min was unwilling to marry his son in the end, which he could understand.
Therefore, Yan Qing is more willing to teach her more things when she has time.
