On the top floor of the East Tower, it was originally a giant conference room, but the decoration style changed at this time. Wang Yuhong turned it into a large dinner venue with a small stage, an exhibition area, and an exchange area.

Wang Yuhong's face was full of energy and was full of energy. He was holding red wine in his hand and stood not far from the elevator.

All around him are great calligraphers and entrepreneurs who can stand on their own in the outside world and are respected.

"Mr. Wang, I wish you good health!"

Someone came up from the elevator and immediately went to congratulate him with a gift.

Wang Yuhong looked quite calm and nodded slightly and smiled: "Thank you."

The assistant next to him immediately took the gift away.

No matter who came up, Wang Yuhong just smiled, didn't shake hands, greetings, or came forward to greet him.

Be kind, with a clear distance.

Everyone also knows Wang Yuhong's status, so they don't think anything is wrong.

After this repeated, about half an hour later.

A tingling sound came out and the elevator door was opened again.

This time the elevator was not crowded, there were only four people inside.

The leader is a middle-aged man with straight waist and exuding the aura of the superior in every move.

The middle-aged man had a blessed face and a faint smile on his lips.

Clustered by three bodyguards next to him, he walked out of the elevator.

When he saw Wang Yuhong standing not far away, his aura immediately dissipated, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became strong. He bent over and reached out: "Old Wang, I wish you good health and a long life!"

When Wang Yuhong saw this man, his smile became strong. He bent over and stretched out his hand, and replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, if you can come to see me, this old bone, you will be very proud of your face. Why bother to spend money?"

Seeing this scene, the people around them have different expressions, or are envious and jealous, and are surprised and shocked.

"Who is this person? How can Mr. Wang treat him like this?"

"You came from another place, don't you even know Xu Zhendong?"

"Xu Zhendong is also a little famous in the calligraphy world, half lover and half famous, and he is also half an apprentice of Mr. Wang. The most important thing is that he is the richest man in Yangcheng."

At first, everyone was puzzled when they heard that Xu Zhendong was just a famous master, but in the second half, they were relieved when they learned that Xu Zhendong was half of Wang's apprentice and the richest man in Yangcheng.

Everyone's jealousy faded away, leaving only envy and shock.

Wang Yuhong and Xu Zhendong exchanged greetings for a while, and Wang Yuhong sent someone to ask Xu Zhendong to sit down in the rest area.

Xu Zhendong left, resulting in a small number of people following him to the rest area.

Among them, a young man with a very proud look in his eyes and eyes, his movements are the most rapid.

He is a new star in the calligraphy world, named Han Yu. He has been recognized by many veteran calligraphers at a young age.

Just as he followed Xu Zhendong, the elevator door was opened again.

Tang Siqi walked out of the elevator, and the moment she came out, the entire venue was a little brighter.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look over.

If Wang Yuhong hadn't been in front of him, many people would have wanted to come forward and show their gratitude.

After all, Tang Siqi is not only beautiful, she is known as the number one beauty in the calligraphy world, but also a director of the Guangdong Calligraphers Association.

Han Yu, who originally wanted to get familiar with Xu Zhendong, hesitated for a while and returned to Wang Yuhong.

Tang Siqi is very attractive to other men, but to Wang Yuhong, she is just an ordinary guest.

He regained his initial smile, kind, but kept his distance.

Tang Siqi walked towards the rest area, Han Yu was happy and followed him.

At this time, Wang Yuhong's mobile phone text message rang: "Old Wang, sorry, there is a traffic jam, it will take me ten minutes to get there."

Seeing this text message, Wang Yuhong looked happy and replied, "It's okay, don't worry." He turned around and looked at the assistant, and asked nervously: "Hurry and help me sort out my collar and other places."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and speculated that a big shot could make Wang Yuhong so nervous.

Wang Yuhong repeatedly asked his assistant to help him dress up several times, and after ensuring that it was correct, he quickly walked to the elevator entrance.

He was planning to welcome guests from the reception in person.

Seeing this scene, everyone was sensational.

"It seems that Xu Zhendong arrived just now, and Mr. Wang didn't greet him like this."

"Doesn't that prove that the person Mr. Wang is going to greet is even more powerful than Xu Zhendong?"

"I guess there is no one in Yangcheng who is more rich than Xu Zhendong. If Mr. Wang is welcomed like this, he can only be a veteran in the calligraphy world."

...

Everyone stared at the elevator door with deep questions and interest.

After a "ding" sound, a figure walked out of the elevator, but it did not attract too much attention from Mr. Wang.

Everyone was a little confused.

Han Yu suddenly had a bold idea: Could Mr. Wang be welcoming him in advance?

This thought arose and it was lingering in his mind.

His face immediately changed.

Soon, ten minutes passed.

Within these ten minutes, people walked out of the elevator one after another, but Wang Yuhong's attitude was no different from what he had just happened.

This surprised everyone even more.

Wang Yuhong, the number one person in China's calligraphy, chairman of the China Calligraphers Association, chairman of the Guangdong Calligraphers Association, and a master in the calligraphy world, went to the elevator door more than ten minutes in advance to greet him. Is this card too big?

Which god is it?

When everyone was curious, the elevator door opened again.

This time, it was Qin Hongyu.

When Wang Yuhong saw Qin Hongyu, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was brighter than ever before.

At the same time, he took the initiative to extend his hand: "Little brother, you're here."

Qin Hongyu walked out and stretched out his hand: "Sorry, Mr. Wang, the road was too congested just now."

Wang Yuhong just smiled and said he didn't care.

The scene was sensational:

"Who is this person? How could Mr. Wang go to the elevator entrance to greet him more than ten minutes in advance?"

"This young man is even bigger than Xu Zhendong's card?"

"This guy is surely not easy!"

...

Han Yu instantly petrified.

Especially when he saw Qin Hongyu and Wang Yuhong chatting and laughing, some jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Qin Hongyu is so young, no matter how strong his background is, no matter how rich he is, he will definitely not be as good as Xu Zhendong! There is only one possibility that Wang Yuhong can greet him like this - that is his calligraphy level!

But as a new star in the new generation of calligraphy world, he considers himself a leading figure in the new generation of calligraphy world - in the new generation, he is not inferior to others!

But Qin Hongyu was able to receive Wang Yuhong's warm hospitality? And he was treated coldly?

He was a little crazy, and the fire of jealousy began to burn vigorously.

If he hadn't been concerned about Wang Yuhong, he would have wanted to step forward and teach Qin Hongyu to be a human being with his calligraphy level!
Chapter completed!