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Chapter 225: Support

"Pressing the field? What does it mean?" Zhong Yue looked at the two elders in a confused look. Isn't this going to fight one-on-one fight, what's the point of suppressing the field?

Not only Zhong Yue was confused, but also Xi Qichang was confused. What was Lao Qian's acting?

Qian Yunyao took a sip of tea in the glass cup and said, "The engraved version of "Liujia Lingfei Jing" contains seal script before and hand-painted runes afterwards. I have a little research on these. I mean that you are responsible for the small regular script. As for the small seal script and rune seal, leave it to me. In this way, when you and I jointly sign it, how about it?"

"Co-branded?" Zhong Yue took a breath. He had heard that famous luxury goods were sold in joint brands, and once he heard that there was a joint branding statement.

The three of them in Gengyunxuan thought about it, but Xi Qichang and Zhong Yue both understood that the vice president of Xiling Seal Society was not just a joke. Qian Yunyao looked at the surprise on Zhong Yue's face and said, "Don't worry, I won't use this to gain fame. All publications will be marked with the content you and I will be responsible for. You can rest assured."

"No, Mr. Qian, you misunderstood. I should be afraid." Although Zhong Yue has no achievements in the seal science community, the only person he knows is Xiaozhuan Li, but being able to serve as the vice president of Xiling Seal Society must be a famous big shot in the seal science community. He actually wants to find an unknown junior to publish a book together. Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?

Xiling Seal Society, every president is a master of modern calligraphy and seal carving, including Sha Menghai and Qi Gongli, who have served as presidents. They are known as the "No. 1 Society in the World" in the cultural circle. Therefore, even if Qian Yunyao is the vice president, he still has a certain social reputation, otherwise he would not have been hired by the Seal Society.

Xi Qichang also advised: "Yes, Lao Qian. You said that you came here to read this book... I think it's too early to use Zhong Yue's qualifications. At least it will be more time to practice for ten or eight years, right?"

Xi Qichang was also very optimistic about Zhong Yue, but he knew that Zhong Yue should make efforts, not now, but in the future. If he was too forced at this time, he would instead encourage the growth of the seedlings.

Qian Yunyao shook his head and said, "Old Xi, do you still remember the incident when Zhong Yue and Xiao Kai Wang had a bet against each other before?"

"Remember, why don't you remember? Isn't it only half a month later?"

"I don't know what happened at that time, but after that, Yun Hui said and what Zhong Yue said after the competition, it touched me very much. Yes, the calligraphy world needs someone to stand up! I can't wait for ten or eight years, and the calligraphy world... can't wait for it either!"

Xi Qichang was silent for a moment, "Old Qian, why didn't anyone stand up? Yun Huizhi, aren't everyone from the Shanghai Calligraphy Association coming forward? Is it a bit too embarrassing to let Zhong Yue take on these things alone?"

Qian Yunyao looked at Zhong Yue and said seriously: "Our older generations are conservative and conservative. Even those who dare to stand up and speak are all masters in their 80s. Look at Huizhi, and take advantage of Kaihongxuan's incident to clean up the unhealthy trend, but you also understand that this unhealthy trend will come back again. We are all old and don't have so much energy to care about these."

"Old Qian, then do you think I have the ability to do these things?"

Qian Yunyao said: "You don't have this ability yet, but someone must help you walk on this road. Otherwise, when you really reach that time and you are asked to stand up, you don't have this ability, and it will be too late."

"I know. Mr. Qian, but now I publish..."

"Zhong Yue, sometimes the strength you need is not only writing skills, but also courage. Do you understand what I mean? Publishing is just a recognition of me and your small calligraphy, and it also helps the improvement of Ling Fei's copybook. After all, those few replicas are all far apart."

Zhong Yue looked at Qian Yunyao who was full of sincerity and sighed: "Okay, you are the vice president of Xiling Seal Society. You are not afraid of smashing the signboard. What else am I afraid of?"

"Okay! I'll send the letter of appointment to you, and I'll wait for the good news at that time."

"Okay, I will definitely live up to the Qian Lao Lao, Mr. Xi's instructions."

"No, Zhong Yue. This is not a matter of living up to you, it is a responsibility to yourself. The blacksmith must be strong himself. If you don't have any strength at all, I will not come to you in person. The road you will still have a long way to go, this is just the first step in the Long March."

Zhong Yue said: "This step is a bit irritating..."

...

...

After lunch, Zhong Yue was about to go to Cao Danqing's personal studio to learn painting, but he found a car parked at the entrance of the study.

"Bentley... It's so deep in Shanghai, and there are luxury cars everywhere."

Zhong Yue locked the door and turned around and was about to leave, but the car next to him honked twice. He turned around and saw the car window rolling down, then walked over.

"What's up?"

"Zhong Yue?"

Zhong Yue saw a familiar face and frowned and said, "Have we seen it?"

"Cao Xilan."

When Zhong Yue heard this name, he suddenly remembered. On the night of Ouyang Kaishan Golden Wedding Dinner, Cao Xilan, the young master of Cao Gongsu Group.

"What's up?"

"This is our latest high-end pine smoke dragon pattern ink from Cao Gongsu, and a fine wolf hair."

Zhong Yue looked at his wrist hanging on the car window, his eyelids drooped, "I will not receive any reward without merit. If Mr. Cao has nothing important to do, I will leave first."

"Haha, it seems that I don't like it."

Zhong Yue said lightly: "If we talk about the competitive relationship in the industry, Mr. Cao, the current industry planning and market of Little Paint are competing with your company, so what else can we talk about?"

"Haha. Corporate Planning? Mr. Zhong, you probably don't even know where your company's address is?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Cao Xilan drank the coffee in the car, "You can't fight this old fox Ouyang Kaishan. Don't be confused by these things in front of you. Once you are undermined, the company, assets, and this study will return to him. I understand that you won't believe anything you say now, but think about it carefully, why should he help you so selflessly?"

"So what do you want to express, Mr. Cao?"

"It will be good for you to stay away from the Ouyang family. As for this, I hope it will be helpful to Mr. Zhong. If you want to join Cao's family and your company, I can give you a generous reward."

Cao Xilan stepped on the accelerator and rushed away directly.

Some things are taken too seriously, which makes people suspicious. Cao Xilan knew that he could not succeed in sowing discord in one go, so he didn't make any sense to make a fuss and wait for Zhong Yue's answer. Otherwise, the words would be blocked, and even if Zhong Yue and Ouyang International parted ways in the future, they would not come to Cao.
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