After leaving school, Song Shaonan looked at the time and smiled and said, "It's almost time to eat, let's go and have a meal together!"

Fang Hong always felt that this guy was smiling a little sinister, but thinking that he had helped him today, he was embarrassed to refute his face.

"Okay, I'll treat you." Fang Hong said.

Song Shaonan immediately looked down upon him: "Since it was my suggestion, you can still use it? Besides, you are a little doctor who has no license. Can you afford to hire me?"

"It's up to you." Fang Hong said, and he was indeed a little sorry for his shriveled wallet.

...

Along the way, Song Shaonan made several more calls.

"Old man, old place, I will introduce you to a guy who can drink it very much...what? Don't you believe it? Don't believe it until you believe it!"

"Weizi, old place..."

"Fat sea, old place..."

After calling, Song Shaonan asked Fang Hong: "Hey, can you drink? Don't tell me, man, can you?"

"It's true, but the wine level now seems to be a bit high." Fang Hong said.

To be honest, Doctor Fang came from the Tang Dynasty. There was no distilled liquor at that time. The pure brewed liquor was very low, similar to modern beer. I drank wine at Li Qingyu’s house a few days ago, and I felt that it was a bit "heavy".

"It's good if you can, it's good if you can, haha..." Song Shaonan smiled even happier.

About half an hour later, BMW drove into a building in the suburbs next to the lake. Its appearance is elegant and simple, and it looks a bit like a farm garden. Now it is the restaurant. The parking lot outside is full of cars, many of which are imported luxury cars of the Benbao level, and there are even several Bentleys and Rolls. As for the mid- and low-end cars, they are basically invisible.

Based on this alone, you can know that this hotel is not an ordinary farm stay, and those who come here to consume are not rich or noble.

After getting off the car, Fang Hong took Zhang Rou's hand and walked into the welcome hall. He saw a calligraphy work inlaid with yellow rosewood frame hanging in the middle of the wall made of oak, so he stopped and looked.

I saw three large characters in Lishu on the plain white rice paper: Ru Yuexuan.

No signature, no date.

"Hello sir! Have you booked a place?" A tall and beautiful lady wearing a moon-white cheongsam stepped forward and greeted her with a smile.

"I've booked it, 308 box." Song Shaonan, who followed in after parking his car.

"Hello, Mr. Song!" Miss Welcome smiled.

Obviously, Song Shaonan is a regular visitor here, and the waiters recognize him.

"Hey, how do you think this letter is written?" Song Shaonan asked Fang Hong, and he wanted to pat Fang Hong on the shoulder.

Not seeing Fang Hong move at all, Song Shaonan slapped the film strangely and suddenly became a little stupid.

Fang Hong sneered in his heart: Just kidding, how can you pat my shoulders?

"Not very good." Fang Hong said lightly.

Song Shaonan opened his mouth, but the welcome lady was dissatisfied: "Sir, this calligraphy is our boss's calligraphy. Do you know who our boss is? Our boss is a member of the Chinese Calligraphy Association!"

What qualifications do you have to say to a long-standing calligrapher?

"Did you hear it?" Song Shaonan looked at Fang Hong, but he sincerely wanted to watch the fun.

Fang Hong smiled: "The characters themselves are quite well written. The font is simple and has some brushwork. But after all, they are made of women. There is a hint of makeup in their bones. However, since they are famous like Yuexuan, it is not harmful to have some makeup. But the bad thing is that she shows off her brushwork and deliberately pursues her character. She is a bit masculine, but it turns out that she backfired, not yin or yang, just like a man's face and daughter's heart. This is the most failure of this character. I am bluntly saying that the owner hangs it on the wall, which is a bit ugly."

"..." The welcome lady was suddenly said by Fang Hong. Although she was dissatisfied with her heart, she didn't know how to refute her for a while.

"Sir, you said very well." A unique voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Fang Hong looked back and saw a beautiful woman in her thirties who looked to be in her thirties. She was wearing a white dress, tied up her hair, had a charming figure and a full breast, elegant temperament and three-pointedly cool.

"Boss." Miss Welcome said solemnly.

"Dr. Song, long time no see, you are becoming more and more charming!" Song Shaonan said with a smile.

"Shaonan, you are really good at speaking." The woman called Dong Song smiled faintly: "Is Mr. Song in good health?"

"Grandpa is in good health." Song Shaonan said, but he thought that his grandfather worked hard to cure his second uncle's strange disease in recent days, and his face became increasingly thin.

The woman named Song Dong was so smart and immediately comforted her: "Don't worry, now in medicine, Vice Mayor Song will definitely recover from health."

This also shows that this female boss of Ru Yuexuan is very familiar with the situation in the high-level officialdom of Suzhou. Song Hanchi was infected with strange diseases. Not to mention ordinary people in Suzhou, even middle- and low-level cadres in Suzhou, many of them are not very clear.

"Thank you for your concern." Song Shaonan said.

"Sir, your surname is?" The woman surnamed Song stretched out her hand to Fang Hong. Her hand was as white as jade, and her five fingers were as slender as orchid.

"Don't let your surname be Fang." Fang Hong and the other party gently shook.

"Mr. Fang has a profound and unique understanding of calligraphy. I admire him very much. I believe Mr. Fang is also good at writing. I wonder if I have the honor to see Mr. Fang's calligraphy?" A woman surnamed Song said with a smile.

Saying this is a sign of challenge. Your vision of appreciating calligraphy is very vicious, but it does not mean that your writing is well written!

I have to say that although Fang Hong's comments benefited her quite a bit, her proud heart was still a little annoyed.

It doesn’t make you so simple and rough as a slap in the face. Have you ever thought about what others feel?

"Sorry." Fang Hong said calmly: "I am a doctor, and my words will only appear on the prescription."

The woman surnamed Song changed slightly, and she felt even more depressed. She thought to herself what kind of support this person had? She was young and had a lot of airs!

However, with her pride, she would not continue to get entangled with Fang Hong, so she took out a white business card from her small handbag and handed it to Fang Hong with both hands: "Mr. Fang, I look forward to having the opportunity to communicate with you about calligraphy issues in the future."

Miss Yingbin and Song Shaonan immediately showed surprise.

They knew that this strong woman in the business world in Yuedong Province, who was famous for her coldness and arrogant, was not just giving her business cards to others!

At least Young Master Song doesn’t have this honor!

Fang Hong took the business card casually and saw the white business card printed: Song Ruyue, below is the mobile phone number.

That's all.

"Mr. Fang, Shaonan, you guys have eaten well, I'm lost my companion." After Song Ruyue said that, she left slowly, with her slender waist and plump buttocks swaying lightly, and her back is sexy and noble.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and pointed to the letter to the greeting lady and said, "Take it down."

"..." Miss Yingbin didn't react.

"Take it down!" Hao Ruyue raised her voice and said.

"Yes, yes!" Miss Yingbin agreed in a hurry, but still doubted whether there was any problem with her ears.

What's going on? This calligraphy is a masterpiece by the boss. Not only are the artful and elegant dignitaries, but also many famous Chinese calligraphers who have been here, but there is one who is not praised? Now that such a young boy has said a few words casually, he wants to take it off?

"Awesome!" Song Shaonan gave Fang Hong a thumbs up: "You are really worthy of being a super vicious tongue. You can hit the confidence of the strongest woman in the business world in Yuedong. As far as I know, you are the first one."

Fang Hong was too lazy to explain.

I'm just telling the truth, it's a stingy!

Under the guidance of Miss Welcome, Fang Hong and the other two walked towards the 308 box.

"Haha, Young Master Song, what a coincidence!" Suddenly someone called Song Shaonan behind him.

(Thank you for your bad reward. I mean, this is a miserable migrant worker, from 8 am to 10 pm. If I wait until I get home from get off work, I will be able to update it at my speed. So Xiaopin continued to code for one chapter and updated it in the early morning.)
Chapter completed!