Chapter 361

"Hehe, Weichuan, you still don't understand."

Seeing that Weichuan stood up and bowed, wuqingzi also stood up, stretched out his hand and patted Weichuan on the shoulder, and then sat down with a calm smile.

Wei Chuan was a little confused. He looked like wuqingzi was not really angry, but this made him completely confused and didn't know what was going on.

Ye Mo didn't express any opinion. At the moment, he was staring at a word on the wall of wuqingzi's house. His eyebrows frowned slightly. Then Yu Guang glanced at a picture frame on the table inlaid with black and white old photos. His eyebrows suddenly stretched out, revealing a feeling of "so it is".

"It seems that ye Xiaoyou knows."

Ye Mo's facial expression changes are seen by wuqingzi. He can't help showing appreciation and laughs.

"Coincidence, it's just a coincidence. I didn't expect that there was such a reason. It seems that Wei Chuan has to learn a long lesson and make more efforts in the way of calligraphy in the future."

Ye Mo shakes his head and smiles, but also sighs. It's really dramatic. No wonder wuqingzi will take away the word and let him worry about it by not seeing Weichuan. It's really something to worry about. What's the name of this thing.

"Uncle Qiu, ye Mo, what are you talking about? I'm getting more and more confused."

Wei Chuan looked at wuqingzi for a moment and Yemo for a moment. He asked in a daze.

The two of them seemed to have reached a tacit understanding of each other, but they kept him in the dark.

Looking at Wei Chuan with a puzzled face, wuqingzi smiled and shook his head. Ye Mo really couldn't see it anymore. After sighing, he reached out and pointed to the picture frame on wuqingzi's desktop.

"Who are the two in this album? Do you recognize them?"

"Of course! This is a group photo of Uncle Qiu and my grandfather when they were young. There is such a picture in my grandfather's study!"

Although Wei Chuan wondered why Ye Mo would suddenly ask him such an inexplicable question, he immediately replied.

"Do you know who wrote this word?"

Yemo asked again, pointing to the book copy on the wall.

"This... This should be written by my grandfather. The money falling at the end is my grandfather's word."

Wei Chuan didn't look at this word like looking at the photo, but he was also sharp eyed and recognized it by signing.

"Then look who wrote this word and look carefully."

Without waiting for ye Mo to ask again, wuqingzi got up, picked up a word from the desk, stretched out his hand to open it and asked Weichuan.

Wei Chuan was surprised when he saw this picture. There were several big characters written on the calligraphy: three people know how to taste, three times before they are moved.

This is the fake word that was hung up by the manager of zhiweiguan's self assertion, which made wuqingzi very unhappy!

Weichuan originally speculated that wuqingzi might destroy it angrily. Unexpectedly, he saw it again, and he saw it when wuqingzi personally held it for viewing. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Weichuan, take a closer look at these two words."

Wuqingzi picked up the "fake calligraphy" and hung it next to the calligraphy written by grandpa Weichuan with the signature, and then said.

"Huh?!"

Wei Chuan is not stupid. Instead, he has an excellent mind. Wuqingzi has already done this step. Even if he is really stupid, he has a bad reaction. He hurried forward to make a careful comparison.

"This... This! This is my grandfather's word!"

Although Wei Chuan doesn't know much about calligraphy, after all, he has been influenced by it since childhood. When compared with the reference object, he immediately sees something wrong. The feeling of this "fake" is completely consistent with that of this calligraphy note with his grandfather's title!

"When I saw this picture on the wall of master wuqingzi today, I reflected why I could feel that kind of indomitable momentum and magnanimous ambition when I first saw this note that day. I didn't expect it was written by Secretary Wei."

Seeing Wei Chuan's expression, ye Mo knew that the other party was reacting, and he also comforted.

But hearing this, Wei Chuan didn't feel relieved. Instead, he felt more and more difficult to accept and accept himself.

Ye Mo is an outsider. He hasn't seen his grandfather's words. It's normal, but he lived with his grandfather since he was a child. He didn't even recognize the font copied by his own grandfather. It's nothing to mistakenly recognize the word without a young son. Even after copying, he didn't notice it. It's really unreasonable.

No wonder uncle Qiu will take this word!

Wei Chuan understood it all at once. He wanted to find a ground crack to drill in!

Wuqingzi did this so that he could detect this outrageous mistake that he couldn't even recognize his grandfather's words. There is a lesson, and the deeper meaning is to protect him.

Although Secretary Wei has passed away, and the children of the Wei family have not set foot in politics at all, many people who offended old secretary Wei because of his integrity are waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against the Wei family.

If anyone with a clear eye and a bad heart recognizes this word, the Wei family will inevitably become the laughing stock of Guangyuan and even the business and political circles all over the country!

The fact that the descendants of the Wei family mistook the words of the late old secretary and hung them as a sign in the hotel can completely drive the Wei family into the abyss.

If this matter gets out, wise people will never choose to cooperate with such a Wei family, because the reputation in the circle has completely stinked.

"I'm sorry, uncle Qiu! I know I'm wrong!"

Wei Chuan immediately knelt on the ground and apologized to wuqingzi.

After he reacted to all the causes and effects, his heart was inevitably afraid.

If you really let this post hang like this, the consequences will be unimaginable. Thanks to wuqingzi, you can extinguish the storm that has not been caused in the cradle.

"Get up quickly. It's not your fault that you don't understand calligraphy, but you can't be so rash in the future."

Wuqingzi hurried forward to help Weichuan Dao. He begged for a way all his life. He has no children and no children. He has carried a gun with Weichuan's grandfather Wei Liguo. Seeing Weichuan is like looking at his grandson. His words and instructions are full of kindness.

"I will never make such a mistake again!"

After Wei Chuan was helped up, he was still a little excited.

"Next time I'll teach you some methods and lay a foundation first."

Yemo said with a faint smile.

"Ye Xiaoyou, listen to the words before. When you see the handwriting left by my old friend, you can see through the pregnant breath in this calligraphy at a glance, just like that day?"

Hearing this, wuqingzi's eyes lit up and looked more interested than Wei Chuan. He hurriedly asked Ye mo.