Chapter 116: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 116: What If It Were True?
Wang Zhuoran and Hu Yue’e sat down with Yan Zhixu.
He surveyed the restaurant’s surroundings. Although it wasn’t extravagant, it was neat and clean.
The business seemed decent, with only two or three tables left unoccupied.
There wasn’t any loud chatter, and most of the diners were quite well-mannered.
Suddenly, Wang Zhuoran’s gaze was drawn to a calligraphy piece hanging on the wall.
He looked at the words “In this world, only food should never be betrayed,” and the elegant strokes suggested that the person who wrote them had a broad mind and noble character.
But... why did this calligraphy look so familiar? It almost resembled the handwriting of Dong Chengxi, the president of the Hua Guo Calligraphy Association—Old Master Dong’s style.
He commented seriously, "This person has imitated Old Master Dong’s handwriting quite well."
Following his gaze, Yan Zhixu saw the calligraphy on the wall.
She propped her chin with one hand, a faint smile on her lips, and spoke lazily, "Imitation?"
Wang Zhuoran nodded, "Of course, otherwise could it be real?"
Old Master Dong’s handwriting is worth a fortune. Many people in Hua Guo seek his calligraphy. It’s impossible for it to appear in a modest restaurant like this.
His eyes stayed fixed on the calligraphy, "But the person who copied it did a pretty good job. It's almost indistinguishable from the original."
Yan Zhixu placed her hand, which had been supporting her chin, casually on the table. She tapped it rhythmically, making a crisp sound.
After a long pause, she withdrew her gaze from the calligraphy and licked her dry lips, "What if I told you it’s real?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhuoran shook his head vigorously, his tone firm, even a little excited.
"Real? That’s impossible! Do you know how much Old Master Dong’s handwriting is worth?"
His voice grew louder, attracting the attention of others in the restaurant, who turned to look at their table.
Hu Yue’e twitched her lips. She lifted her foot from under the table and stomped on his shoe hard, grinding it for good measure.
Her voice carried a hint of threat, "big fool Wang, could you speak a little more quietly? Is it that hard?"
Wang Zhuoran: "..."
This nickname really changes quickly, and the speed is impressive.
Yan Zhixu raised an eyebrow, "Not only is this calligraphy real, but it was also written by Old Master Dong himself, as a gift to Li Shu."
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Wang Zhuoran looked at her seriously, his expression becoming more serious, "Miss Yan, you’re not joking, are you?"
She asked coldly, "Do I look like I’m joking with you?"
Noticing the chill around her, he rubbed his arms, feeling goosebumps rise.
"But... how would you know?"
"You guess."
She had been there when Old Master Dong wrote the calligraphy, witnessing it firsthand.
That day, Old Master Dong came to Li Ji with her teacher, and the three of them had a meal together.
After tasting Li Shu’s cooking, he immediately declared that he would write a piece of calligraphy for Li Shu’s restaurant, free of charge.
However, Li Shu refused, saying the restaurant was too greasy and that he, being a simple man, didn’t understand those paintings and calligraphy. He insisted on not accepting it.
In the end, Old Master Dong had to beg repeatedly before Li Shu agreed to hang it on the wall.
Hu Yue’e shot him a fierce look, "How are you speaking to Miss Yan? If you can’t talk properly, just keep your mouth shut."
Since Miss Yan was so confident, the calligraphy on the wall must surely be real.
"Heh..."
Wang Zhuoran’s lips twitched, feeling uneasy, itching with curiosity.
Why would Old Master Dong’s calligraphy appear here? Could it be that the owner of this restaurant is some hidden wealthy person who paid a fortune to have Old Master Dong write this?
It’s not impossible—there are plenty of rich people out there who like to live low-key, and experience life in such a way.
(End of Chapter)
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