"Xiaowei, I heard you went to see Sun Baiqiang?" Chen Wei just walked out of the gate of Shanhai Group and received a call from Su Qingyue.

Chen Wei didn't find it strange that he would install his own people in a competitive company. If there weren't, that would be strange.

"Yes, I'm in Shanhai Group now."

"How could you go to see him alone? Sun Baiqiang didn't do anything to you, right? Was he injured?" Su Qingyue asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, sister, I'm fine. I really have to worry about that guy. I guess it won't take long before our Jiangcheng Daily will make big news."

Although I can't understand what Chen Wei said very much, "It's good that you are fine."

Su Qingyue's hanging heart finally fell steadily.

"Zhang Wei seems to have some special friendship with this company. He is unwilling to sell shares, but he promised to stand on our side." Chen Wei reported on the results.

"It's great, so Sun Baiqiang won't think about planning anything else to do." Su Qingyue now firmly grasps the right to speak. No matter what Sun Baiqiang wants to do in the name of Shanhai Group, she can directly veto it.

Leaving the backer of Shanhai Group, Sun Baiqiang is nothing to Qingshi.

"Xiaowei, Qingshi can survive the crisis this time, all you have to do is you. I will treat you tonight and hold a celebration banquet for you." Su Qingyue suggested.

"Okay, sister, please arrange it. I still have something to do here, so I'll have to hang up first."

"Um."

Putting his phone in his pocket, Chen Wei received a text message from Meng Ziliang before, asking him to go to Qingfeng Calligraphy Museum to participate in the finals.

Chen Wei has not dropped out of school yet. Not to mention whether he has the obligation to participate. He must not miss this opportunity.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to be able to gain both fame and fortune, and to promote calligraphy culture?

"Master, go to Qingfeng Calligraphy Museum."

...

Qingfeng Calligraphy Museum.

In a VIP room, the main color is wood, and the whole style is antique.

"I have notified Chen Wei, and he replied that I will arrive soon." Meng Ziliang told me.

"I really look forward to what amazing tricks that little guy can do this time." Cao Liang is now completely impressed by Chen Wei's talent.

"Yes, there should be no suspense to the championship." Meng Ziliang stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

Jiang Cheng has been sitting in the second child’s seat for too long, so it’s time to be the eldest!

Chen Wei can now be said to be the hope of the whole city. As for the other two, you can just play as you like to strive to get a higher ranking.

"Grandpa, I still have things to deal with in the martial arts club. If nothing happens, I will leave first."

"Stop!" Meng Ziliang called out Meng Jiaojiao, and with a bang, his palm fell heavily on the handrail, and said sternly: "Didn't I say that you must quit the martial arts club?"

"Why should I quit? I like martial arts, this is my lifelong pursuit." Meng Jiaojiao retorted.

"What are you doing when you are a girl who learns what you want to fight and kill? Our Meng family is just the only inheritance. Could it be that you want to let the Meng calligraphy be in the hands of your generation?"

"Why did I agree to you to start a martial arts club at the beginning? How did you agree to me? Now, how many words can you write? You don't have any thoughts on calligraphy at all. Listen to grandpa. There is no room for discussion on this matter. The martial arts club must withdraw!" Meng Ziliang said strongly.

"..." Cao Liang was on the side and couldn't get in touch.

"Grandpa, since I was a child, I will work hard to do as long as it is your request, but I want to make the decision on this matter myself." Meng Jiaojiao mustered up the courage and expressed her opinion.

"You!" Meng Ziliang said, and another slap fell on the handrail, "It's just nonsense!"

Sighing, "Since that's the case, I can only let your principal abolish the martial arts club directly."

"Why are you doing this? Grandpa, you are so selfish!" After saying that, Meng Jiaojiao raised her hand, covered her eyes, and ran out of the box.

"I said Lao Meng, isn't it too much for you to do this?" Cao Liang finally found a chance to interrupt.

"Where did you spend it?" Meng Ziliang didn't think so.

"Children have their pursuits. The young people today are different from our generation. They are unwilling to take over a regular life and advocate freedom. We old guys should respect their ideas." Cao Liang persuaded.

"You said she is a girl who goes out to fight with people all day long and goes on TV to fight. Is it true? My Meng family is a family of calligraphy, not a family of martial arts. In this peaceful and prosperous era, what should I do to learn martial arts? Who will I kill?" Meng Ziliang obviously didn't listen to Cao Liang's words.

"..." Cao Liang sighed lightly, knowing that Meng Ziliang is a stubborn guy. Once he decides, he will not change easily and will no longer waste his words.

...

"Well, sorry, where is the No. 17 box?" Chen Wei called the passing waiter and asked.

This Qingfeng Calligraphy Museum is really not that big.

"Is it true for room No. 17?" The waiter turned around and pointed: "Let's keep moving forward, then turn left, at the end of the corridor, count the third room on the right."

"Thank you." Chen Wei said politely.

"You're welcome."

Go straight, then turn left...

Bang!

The incident happened suddenly and the impact was huge. Fortunately, Chen Wei was stably under the car and was only knocked back half a step.

"Hiss!" In contrast, the girl, due to the interaction of forces, stepped back three or four steps. Although she tried to stabilize the lower plate, she had no choice but to sit on the ground.

I felt my butt hurt as if it was blooming. I took a few breaths of cold air and rubbed it with my hands.

"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the road." Meng Jiaojiao apologized.

When I raised my eyes, I was surprised that Chen Wei was not knocked down by himself.

She knew how great that power was.

This guy is also a trainer!

Meng Jiaojiao was extremely sure inside.

Before this, she thought that there were only literati and poets in this place.

Chen Wei, who is also a martial arts practitioner, suddenly developed a lot of favor, not to mention that this guy looks so handsome!

Overall, the fairy-like style is the mainstay.

It is hard to imagine that a person who seems to be the same age as him actually has this temperament.

"It's okay." Chen Wei stretched out his hand, "It's you, are you okay?"

After hesitating, Meng Jiaojiao still held Chen Wei's hand and stood up with his power, "It's okay, actually I am also a martial arts practitioner. I have good physical fitness and not that delicate and fragile."

Too?

"There are not many girls who practice martial arts." At least compared to men, the proportion is very small, not to mention that in such a peaceful and prosperous era.

"Indeed." When talking about this topic, Meng Jiaojiao's eyes immediately darkened.
Chapter completed!