Chapter 1503

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a motorcade drove out of lujiazhaizi and headed for wanhuayuan, which was ordered by Lufeng.

The sky in the black triangle is always unpredictable. The sun shines one second and it rains cats and dogs the next, so the sky is clear when the team goes out.

The sky was overcast, with the rhythm of heavy rain, but it never fell.

Uncle Mi once judged that this was not a good sign to go out, and advised Lu Fengshou to get together at another time, but Lu Fengshou scolded him.

This tea party, not only Lu Fengshou past, Lu youmi will also appear, so ye Tianlong also followed in the past.

The sniping and explosion in the morning made Lu Fengshou very dignified, but they didn't have any shadow on Ye Tianlong. He didn't pay attention to it at all.

Along the way, ye Tianlong either joked with Lu youmi, or took out his mobile phone to play games and occasionally sent out a few short messages.

During this period, ye Tianlong received a message from the rich member asking where ye Tianlong is. He is going to send someone to meet Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong pondered for a while and finally passed on the position of "ten thousand gardens".

Zhao Wenguang also sent news to find him. Ye Tianlong asked him to leave an address and visit him when he was free.

Later, ye Tianlong talked to Lu youmi again, and learned from her that Lao Lu was not only the leader of the Lu family, but also the president of the black triangle Chinese businessmen.

It is the natural living habit of Chinese people. When they start to work in strange places, they will form an organization with a sense of belonging and advance and retreat together.

At the same time, there are also many shortcomings of Chinese people, that is, after solving the problem of survival, they are used to fighting inside.

At the beginning, Lu Fengshou took root difficultly, not only daring to fight, but also daring to take the lead, so he became the leader of Chinese businessmen in the black triangle and became president for more than ten years.

The Wang family came to the black triangle to do clothing and construction business. At one time, they were so poor that they had to smuggle drugs. Finally, the Lu family gathered orders from Chinese businessmen to survive.

Wang Jiacai was so grateful that he recognized Lu Fengshou as his elder brother. When he met any problems, he asked Lu Fengshou: elder brother, take care of

However, in recent years, the life of Chinese businessmen has begun to be better, the former Chinese business organizations have begun to loosen, and Wang Jiacai has also taken aim at the position of president.

The president's position not only involves the operation of 70 million membership dues, but also involves the privilege that the president can wholesale at a discount of 70% from members.

So over the past two years, Lu Fengshou has always thought that the relationship between the two families is good. In fact, the Wang family has long ignored the Lu family.

It's just that Wang Jiacai has never found a chance to be in the top position.

Hearing Lu youmi's words, ye Tianlong began to feel that today's tea party might not go well

"Wu --"

twenty minutes later, the Lu family team arrived at the destination, wanhuayuan.

Wan garden is a riverside street reconstruction, the entire club is composed of numerous pavilions, roadside full of all kinds of flowers, it is very beautiful.

This is a quiet place in the city. The gray tile eaves are hidden in the dense woods and light.

All kinds of pavilions, as well as flowers in full bloom, give people a kind of mountain scenery, a sense of two amorous feelings in one step.

The club is only five or six meters away from the beach and 30 meters away from the rolling triangle river.

So the guests can see the scenery of thousands of sails at any place in the club, so it's quite comfortable to feel the peace while drinking.

This is the most comfortable and luxurious entertainment place in the black triangle, so the club here has always been very popular!

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

When Lu Fengshou and ye Tianlong got out of the car, a woman in black came up with a few people. The voice didn't take much emotion and said:

"Mr. Wang, they have been waiting for a long time. You go to the Peony Pavilion with me."

Between speaking, she also took a look at Ye Tianlong, with some examination in her eyes. She seemed to think that he was a little strange, but soon recovered calm.

Uncle MI was stunned: "Peony Pavilion? I ordered the lotus Pavilion. "

Lu Fengshou likes lotus and thinks it can wake up his eyes, so uncle Mi will set a lotus Pavilion for a banquet or a family dinner here.

The black dress woman seemed to have expected this answer, and she threw out a noncommittal sentence: "Mr. Wang thinks that the lotus is old-fashioned, but the peony is good-looking."

"He and Mr. Chen are already in the Peony Pavilion. If Mr. Lu insists on going to the lotus Pavilion, he is afraid that he will not see a group of old friends."

There is something in the story, and ye Tianlong can hear the gunpowder of the fight for the right to speak. This is not only the fight for the pavilion, but also the fight for the leadership of Lu and Wang.

When Uncle MI and Lu youmi's face changed, Lu Fengshou laughed and gently waved his hand: "it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's all his own people."

"Lotus Pavilion, Peony Pavilion, or Orchid Pavilion are all the same. Lao Wang and they are in Peony Pavilion. Let's go to Peony Pavilion."

Lu Fengshou keeps the wind light and clouds light: "it's better to move by one person than by more than ten people. Miss Du, please."

The woman in black reached out her hand and said, "Mr. Lu really knows the right way. This way, please."She raised the corner of her mouth, and there was disdain in her eyes, as if she had expected Lu Fengshou to compromise.

The black dress woman soon led the landing bumper harvest and others to go. The Peony Pavilion was not far from the entrance, but the pavilion looked big and the direct road was wide.

There are three parking lots on the road, including cars, business cars, jeeps, and a few cars with strong smell of powder, which are very eye-catching.

There is no doubt that Wang Jiacai is not the only group here today.

"Here we are, Mr. Lu."

Soon, Lu Fengshou was led to the front of the Peony Pavilion. After a gang of Lu family bodyguards scattered, Lu Fengshou took Ye Tianlong, his daughter and uncle MI in.

Pavilion is semi open, almost equal to a corridor and hall.

Ye Tianlong gathered his eyes and looked around. In addition to the scattered more than 50 bodyguards, there were young and old people in each corner.

On the left side sat dozens of men and women in Chinese clothes, holding wine glasses, talking and laughing, full of jewelry, luxury cars, helicopters, lions and so on.

On the right sat more than a dozen old men in Chinese clothes, all in high spirits, around a table full of calligraphy, painting and rice paper.

"This picture is majestic, steep mountains, towering boulders and clumps of orchids and bamboos. It is absolutely the true work of Zheng Banqiao."

Among the old people in Chinese clothing, there is an old man in a dark blue shirt and black trousers. He is smiling and pointing a picture to Jiangshan.

This old man has sparse hair, a big stomach, a high nose and sharp eyes. He looks like a smart businessman. It's Wang Jiacai.

More than a dozen people nodded their praises and flattered their old names.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen. You've come early enough."

Many people have seen Lu Fengshou walk into the pavilion, but no one gets up to greet him. When Uncle Mi's mouth touches, Lu Fengshou laughs:

"what are you looking at? What about Zheng Banqiao? Come on, let me see. I'm a professional. "

Lu Fengshou smiles and approaches Wang Jiacai's group. He also wants to get along with them by appreciating calligraphy and painting: "let me have a look. Is it true or false?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at the calligraphy and painting in his opponent's hand, his eyelids jumped, and then a touch of light self mockery passed by.

The painting of bamboo and stone by Zheng Banqiao.

But without waiting for Lu Feng to watch, Wang Jiacai put it away and said faintly, "this is an authentic work. You don't need brother Lu to appreciate it."

Then, he took his eyes away from Lu Fengshou and talked with some old people in Chinese clothes:

"Lao Chen, Lao Zhang, do you think that" bamboo and stone painting "I bought for 500000 can be worth 20 million if it's put up for auction?"

Wang Jiacai completely ignored Lu Fengshou and others: "its auction price five years ago was 15 million."

Several old people in Chinese clothes tut tut said with a smile, "if you sell it for 10 million, you'll make a lot of money. It's 500000 or 10 million, but it's 20 times the price. It's more profitable than white goods."

"Lao Wang's vision is really more and more powerful. He can see everything accurately."

"I don't dare to start a painting with 200000 yuan, but he smashes it with 500000 yuan. If you get the real painting, you should earn it."

"Yes, his eyes are poisonous. Unlike some people, he can't see clearly all the time..."

Lu Fengshou touched the corner of his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

At this time, with a faint smile, ye Tianlong directly picked up a piece of rice paper on the table, and then picked up a brush. Without saying a word, he carried the brush like flying.

At this moment, uncle Mi ascended a poem: hidden in the chest, the bottom of the pen is full of charm.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

In Lu Fengshou's and Lu youmi's surprise, ye Tianlong dances like dragons and Phoenix, drawing many traces of black ink and stone on a piece of white paper.

"What are you doing with our stuff?"

Wang Jiacai raised his face and yelled: "no rules, Lao Lu, who are you bringing?"

"Pa!"

When the rest of the old Chinese look at Lu Fengshou with reproachful eyes, ye Tianlong's right hand shakes and the ink pours down from the tip of his pen.

Later, ye Tianlong pulled up the rice paper and shook it. With a sound of "Hua La", the rice paper unfolded in front of the public. The sun shone and it was beautiful.

"Ladies and gentlemen, how much money do you think can be auctioned for my bamboo and stone painting?"

did as like as two peas of Wang family wealth sniff at. A very accomplished Chinese dress man shouted at first half a time:

, "how do these two paintings be exactly alike?"