Chapter 258 (1/2)

(five more)

In an office in the south, Qin Wenguo was handling the important task and suddenly received a call.

Immediately, Qin Wenguo’s expression was gloomy.

“What? You said that Dad gave Yunlong Calligraphy to Qin Xuan as a birthday present!” Qin Wenguo couldn’t help but rush to the table. “It’s just a mess, what Qin Xuan is, you can get Yunlong.” Calligraphy ?”

Qin Wenguo couldn’t help but feel angry, and his Second Child Qin Yun was cripple, Old Master. On a birthday, the Old Master actually sent out the Yunlong Calligraphy that they even have their eyes on?

You know, Second Brother Qin Wenshu likes these antique inks, and inherits the enthusiasm of Old Master. He loves calligraphy very much. Even so, Qin Wenshu repeatedly asked Old Master to give Yunlong Calligraphy to him, and Old Master did not agree.

A Qin Xuan, Old Master actually sent Yunlong Calligraphy out?

“Also let Qin Ying go, really…” Qin Wenguo wants to swear, but he can’t, but he is relative. However, this also made him bonfire, and there was even more hate for Qin Wende, especially Qin Xuan.

Dissatisfied is not only Qin Wenguo, Capital Qin Group Headquarters, Qin Wenshu, who just returned from abroad, was the first time to get this news, and immediately rushed into Qin Family.

“Dad, how can you give Yunlong Calligraphy to Qin Xuan?” Qin Wenshu asked with anger.

“You are asking me?” Qin Zhonghua had a pen in his hand, with a trace of majesty in his voice. At that time, Qin Wenshu’s anger disappeared and his head was lowered.

“Dad, how dare I. Just Qin Xuan birthday nothing more, what can he know about a small fellow? Yunlong Calligraphy, but you took back nearly 100 million from abroad, it is a national treasure, let alone me, even if you are I don’t want to use it casually, why did I give it to Qin Xuan?” Qin Wenshu bitter with a a laugh: “He is a Qin Xuan, he said that he is not satisfied with it, he just lost it, this…this is not…”

“waste?”

Qin Zhonghua indifferently said, looking up at his own Second Son.

Qin Wenshu smiled and nodded, of course it was a waste. Don’t say that it was given to Qin Xuan. It was a waste to Qin Wende.

“What do I think of the value?”

Qin Zhonghua indifferently said, “You are a son, a daughter, I don’t give a gift for 18 Million in a year? Qin Xuan For more than ten years, I sent him a few? Now I just send one, you are distressed? ”

“What? I haven’t died yet, Old Man, do you think my things are yours?”

Qin Zhonghua said it was very heavy, and it was obvious that there was indeed an anger in his heart.

He is not at the same time for Qin Wende, if he can say, he must anger his four sons.

How much did the Qin Wende family pay for the entire Qin Family? How many grievances did their family receive in these years? As a result, you actually treat the Wende family like this. It is not a dead thing. How many years have the entire Qin Family owed them?

Unfortunately, these words Qin Zhonghua can not say.

Qin Wenshu also stunned, staring at his father, and then suddenly bowed.

“Wenshu is wrong, and will never mention this again!” He squinted his head, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes. “But Dad, are you too biased towards Wende?”

He still couldn’t help but say his mouth, but he got a trace of a sneer from Qin Zhonghua.

“Do you say that I am biased? If you are away from home for seventeen years, I will send you the same.”

Qin Wenshu, who said this, was speechless and only left with anger.

Qin Zhonghua shook his head sighed. He looked at the calligraphy under his eyes and couldn’t help but grab it and tear it into pieces.

“A group of idiots!”

His temperament, after a long time, subsided, returned to the calm of Old Master Qin, once again put on the pen and ink, the pen is calm and steady.

……

Jingshui City, Qin Xuan hang up the phone and suddenly noticed Mo Qinglian’s different expression.

“What?” Qin Xuan looked up and asked.

“Qin Xuan, are you going to have a birthday?” Mo Qinglian’s eyes were full of splendor.

“Un!” Qin Xuan softly sigh, “I haven’t been there for many years!”

In his mind, the ten thousand years of the past flashed, and this growth sighed, but I don’t know how many past vicissitudes.

“Uncle, will the aunt come?” Mo Qinglian suddenly had a red face and it was hot and hot.

Qin Xuan laughed. “Yeah, what happened?”