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Those two people are either other people, so naturally they are Zhang Sanyang and Leng Lingyue.

Zhang Sanyang didn't want to attract too much attention, so he didn't let Zhang Lin come out to pick him up.

A group of people watched Zhang Sanyang and Leng Lingyue talk. After all, these two people were not rich people in their clothes.

"You said how would that kid get in after waiting? Will he be thrown out by the security guard inside?"

"I think it will probably break one leg. Not everyone can enter here."

Zhang Sanyang walked over and called out a QR code that Zhang Lin sent him in advance from his phone. Then he scanned the video at the door. The door lock slowly opened, and then the closed door automatically opened.

This fully automated door is great!

Zhang Sanyang muttered in his heart.

Damn it! It turns out that this kid is the staff inside, he really gets the moon first.

Seeing this scene, a few courageous people rushed over and said to Zhang Sanyang: "Brother, can you take us in and take a look?"

"You?" Zhang Sanyang was stunned.

One of them curled his lips and said, "You are just the staff inside, why are you dragging me! In this way, I will give you three thousand dollars and give me your work permit."

Zhang Sanyang rolled his eyes wide and turned out that these people regarded themselves as staff here.

Leng Lingyue was too lazy to talk nonsense to these people and urged Zhang Sanyang to go in quickly. She could hear clearly what they said just now.

At this time, Zhang Sanyang and Leng Lingyue walked into the courtyard and found that the courtyard, which was not big or small, was full of people, and their dresses were all the top luxury goods in the North City.

As soon as Zhang Sanyang walked into the courtyard, Zhang Lin discovered him, but he didn't dare to go over and say hello to Zhang Sanyang, because Zhang Sanyang had explained in advance and he didn't want to attract too much attention.

Zhang Sanyang also saw Zhang Lin and just signaled him with his eyes, but suddenly, a figure directly blocked in front of Zhang Sanyang with a strange smile on his face.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Sanyang raised his eyebrows.

You can really meet this guy anywhere!

"Mr. Biao, I just happened to have something to ask you for." Leng Lingyue was surprised, and at the same time she gave Zhang Sanyang a wink, letting him stay wherever he was cool.

After all, Zhang Sanyang offended Zhao Biao, and it is always not good to let him be by his side now.

"If you have something, call me." Zhang Sanyang glanced at Zhao Biao, not too afraid that Zhao Biao would do anything extraordinary. After all, there are all people with good reputations here. If he really did anything, he was Zhao Biao who could not afford to take care of him.

Zhao Biao sneered at Zhang Sanyang. He already knew clearly that Leng Lingyue wanted to join the Beicheng Clothing Management Association. As long as he was there, Donglin wanted to have a dream in daylight if the Management Association was there.

"Mr. Biao, let's go over there to talk." Leng Lingyue had a smile on her face and she was very easy-going and friendly.

In fact, Leng Lingyue also hated people like Zhao Biao in her heart, but for the sake of Donglin, she had no choice but to compromise.

Zhang Sanyang was bored and was walking in the garden in the exhibition of characters. He was surrounded by the characters written by Zhang Lin. Some calligraphers in Beicheng also savored the first and the most wise, and from time to time he exclaimed.

Zhang Sanyang also read a few pictures, shook his head with a smile.

"Young man, do you understand calligraphy?" An old man shook his head when he saw Zhang Sanyang, with a hint of displeasure on his face. Master Zhang Lin is their idol. These words are rare good words that Master Zhang Lin can't get too many. A boy with no hair is growing, actually shook his head here. What does this mean? Besides, Master Zhang Lin's handwriting is not well written?

"Understand more." Zhang Sanyang said with a smile.

"You are so arrogant at a young age. People should know how to be humble. Master Zhang Lin is a master of calligraphy. You should be taught humbly and carefully observe, and you may be able to learn unimaginable benefits from it." Another person said.

Zhang Sanyang smiled and asked him to observe Zhang Lin's words. I was afraid that Zhang Lin would be scared!

If he told these people that Zhang Lin was his apprentice, he would not know what these people would think.

I was too lazy to say something to these people, Zhang Sanyang left here and happened to see a couplet on the side of Zizhan, with only the first couplet but not the second couplet.

‘The eight kings of qin, ser, pipa are like heads and horns.’

Zhang Sanyang was intrigued and picked up the pen on the table and wrote.

‘The four little ghosts of ghosts and monsters have their own ghosts…’ Before the word "Fein" had fallen, a voice came from behind. “Sir, it is not allowed to write here. If you want to write, you can go to the lobby.”

The staff in the one-word exhibition hurriedly came with a hint of anxiety on their faces.

"Sorry." Zhang Sanyang said apologetically. He didn't want to make the staff embarrassed. He walked down immediately. Before he could take two steps, another person walked towards him.

"Long time no see." Liu Yanran came over slowly, looking at Zhang Sanyang with complicated eyes.

I remembered the scene when I was worried about this guy with Fang Qian at GreenTree Inn that day, and now I think back on it, I am really funny.

This guy is really not visible or dewy. Even Xu Donghua, the richest man in the north city, is respectful to him.

"Long time no see." Zhang Sanyang smiled slightly. "Is there anything?"

"Mr. Xu wants to see you and wait for you in the back hall." Liu Yanran said.

"Lead the way!"

The two were about to leave, and someone came here, all of whom were greeting Liu Yanran. I have to say that the beauty was so eye-catching wherever she went.

"Who is this?" A group of people looked at Zhang Sanyang. Liu Yanran was now a celebrity in front of Xu Donghua. The person who was so close to Liu Yanran was naturally worthy of their attention.

Thinking of Xu Donghua saying that this big man likes to be low-key, Liu Yanran said: "A ordinary friend."

A group of people nodded, but they didn't care so much about Zhang Sanyang.

"Look at that decorative word." I don't know who shouted this sentence, and a group of people looked at it.

It was a couplet, with the first couplet saying "The eight kings of qin, si, pipa, etc." The second couplet says "The four little ghosts each have their own ghosts...'

Unfortunately, this last time was not written.

Of course, what this group of people is not concerned with is this couplet, but the character.

The four little ghosts have their own ghosts...

"Good words, good words!" An old man sighed.

Someone even asked who the person who wrote this character was. Unfortunately, the staff member who saw Zhang Sanyang writing left.

Someone took a pen and wanted to fill in the word "英英", but he frowned and never started writing for a long time.

Because he felt he couldn't start writing.

"Little brother is here too! How do you think of this word?" asked the old man before.

"It's okay." Zhang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Then how about we ask this little brother to fill in the last word?" the old man asked.

A group of people looked sideways, looking at Zhang Sanyang, with a hint of scrutiny in their eyes, and then they all shook their heads.

"Okay." Zhang Sanyang stepped forward and took the pen handed over by someone.

Liu Yanran looked at Zhang Sanyang curiously.

Could this little guy really fill in the last word?

A group of people were surprised.

They have been studying calligraphy for decades, but now they have no idea how to start writing. This little guy looks like he is only in his early twenties. Do he really have such high calligraphy attainments?

Zhang Sanyang picked up his pen and wrote, but at that second, he suddenly changed his mind and said, "I remember there is still something to do."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanyang put down his pen and signaled to Liu Yanran.

A group of people couldn't help but smile, and the old man said, "Young man, people should know how to be humble and not be too arrogant."

"Let's go!" Zhang Sanyang smiled faintly.

Liu Yanran looked at Zhang Sanyang curiously, wondering why Zhang Sanyang didn't fill in the last word.

"Good words, good words!"

"Yes, if I can achieve such an accomplishment in my life, it will be more than vain."

Behind him, the old people were talking excitedly.
Chapter completed!