Chapter 702 (2/2)

”Buzzing ~ ~” the moment this word came out, everyone's mind trembled.

Surprised, but also suddenly realized.

We finally understand why this little white face was treated as a guest by Lin Zhennan.

It turned out that it was because he saved Lin Zhennan's life.

So, this little white face knows medicine? Is it a doctor?

”I see. I thought he was a hermit. It seems that I thought too much. It turned out that I was a smelly doctor. Then I was lucky and just saved uncle Lin's life. What's wrong with this? A smelly doctor, I can step on it at any time. ” Zhang Mingyuan curled his mouth and whispered in his heart.

At this time, suddenly, there was another commotion at the door.

Then the voice of etiquette rang.

”Zhang Jia, Zhang Bosong, Zhang Lao, here.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at the door one after another.

Old Zhang and Lin Zhennan are good friends.

Other families have some competition with the Lin family. Therefore, the relationship between their owners is not very good.

No, Lin Zhennan's birthday. Although those second-line rich families sent gifts.

However, the owner of their house, even the next generation of heirs, did not come.

But Zhangjia, it's different.

Zhang Jia and the Lin family are very close. Lin Zhennan and Zhang Bosong are good friends.

It's also from this point of view. Although Zhang Mingyuan went too far just now, Lin Zhennan just hummed a few words at him. He taught him a few words as a lesson to his younger generation, and didn't drive him out.

At this time, old Zhang came. Lin Zhennan took his daughter Lin wansha and went to meet him in person.

”Brother Zhang, here you are, pengshenghui.” Lin Zhennan is ten years younger than Zhang. So he called him brother.

Zhangjia, although only the second-line rich family, ranks eighth. But Zhang Lao, because of his status as another master of traditional Chinese painting, is respected and respected.

When he arrived, more than half of the people present said hello to him one after another.

”Old Zhang, long time no see, still hale and hearty.”

”Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you draw for a long time. When can I see your style of painting?”

”I remember the last time Zhang Painted, it was six months ago. The picture of pine and cypress made by Zhang Lao six months ago is really wonderful. It sold for $15 million. ”

“……”

These people flattered old Zhang.

Even Mr. Ling Ying ran to Mr. Zhang to say hello to him.

Ling falcon is a person who loves painting. Zhang Lao is a person he admires very much.

Although Ling Falcon represents the Binhai Ling family and controls the Ling family in Jiangnan City, it is also a second-line rich family. Even, in the ranking, it is one level higher than Zhangjiakou, ranking seventh. However, Ling falcon is not big at all in front of old Zhang.

On the contrary, he behaved like a younger generation and showed great respect for Zhang.

”Here you are, Mr. Zhang. Ling falcon, I've seen old Zhang. ” Ling falcon, standing in front of old Zhang, bent down and respectfully looked like a son.

Zhang Bosong, Zhang Lao, smiled and nodded.

Next to Zhang Mingyuan, his chin is almost tilted to the sky.

His grandfather has such prestige and respect. As a grandson, he also feels proud of his face.

He also took a special look at he Jinyin and said in his heart, ”little white face, even if you rely on luck and use medicine to cure uncle Lin. But so what? ”

”You're just a favor. If Uncle Lin pays you back, you're not a fart. But I, as long as I don't fall. I have always been a student of Zhangjia. I'll crush you like an ant at any time. ”

Thinking like this, he suddenly thought of a way to make he Jinyin look ugly.

At this time, while everyone was complimenting his grandfather, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly hugged his fist and shouted:

”Uncle Lin, you may not know yet. My grandfather created a masterpiece a few days ago! ”

”He started looking for materials for that masterpiece very early. Just for today, at this birthday banquet, I give you a birthday present! ”

WOW!

As soon as this remark came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Then, everyone was curious. That was Zhang's masterpiece. What would it be like?