RNP Chapter 216 What a Great Master
Chapter 216 What a Great Master
Master Wan Song glanced at the young man but didn't say anything. However, it was precisely this silence that was intriguing.
Ningguang noticed this look and quickly introduced Su Ping, saying that he was a friend of hers, but he had not been in the business world for some time, so she wanted to bring him some experience.
Su Ping also stood up and said hello again.
Wan Song narrowed his eyes and smiled, waved his hand for him to sit down, and said with a faint smile: “Although I am old and don’t pay much attention to the outside world, I still recognize the influential figures who have repeatedly caused uproars this year.
Do you think I should address you as sir or sergeant?"
Su Ping replied, "It depends on Master Wansong's preference."
Wan Song continued, "It's not a wise move to add people during a negotiation. It's right to want to gain more knowledge, but you have to be careful. Not everyone in Liyue Harbor is easy to talk to and broad-minded."
Ningguang smiled awkwardly, holding up the teacup, and apologized, "Please forgive my fault, Master Wansong. You are the only merchant I know in Liyue Harbor who has such extensive knowledge and a magnanimous temperament that you want to take me out to see the world!"
Wan Song chuckled and asked, "You know I don't blame you, but you still act like this. Do you want to prove that I'm aggressive? Drink the tea, and I'll let bygones be bygones!"
Ningguang responded repeatedly and drank up the tea in the cup.
Wan Song cast his gaze towards the young man again, with a somewhat complicated look, as if he was examining and weighing, and said slowly: "Ningguang is smart and well-informed, I wonder what is so unique about you, Su Zian?"
Su Ping's eyes moved slightly when he heard this long-lost address, and a friendly smile appeared on his handsome face. "My master once said that I am good at both literature and martial arts. If there is a respected person willing to be my mentor, then I can be a BMW that can travel a thousand miles a day!"
Anyone who has been in the business world for a while, or has lived for some time and understands the ways of the world, can understand the implication of Su Ping's words.
He not only praised himself, but also praised Ningguang, who is now his boss. At the same time, he expressed his feelings, saying that he could be at his disposal, and quietly flattered the other party. He can be said to be trying to please both sides.
Wan Song hummed and nodded, "Your rhetoric is good, but it can't be used as a way to save the situation. Originally, I wanted to sign the contract today to make things easier for both parties, but with Su Zian's arrival, we need to postpone it for a while!"
Su Ping understood what was going on. He had expected this to happen, so he stood up and tried to win back the boss's favor. If that failed, he would go back and try to attract business from other places.
Ningguang's heart also skipped a beat, as if she was hit by a thousand-pound hammer and was struck by thousands of thunders. Her eyes suddenly darkened.
Because generally speaking, words like "postpone" are just part of the rhetoric, and the person may just not want to say the excuse of rejection in person.
She really would not blame her younger brother for this, because to her, what is more important now is people, not Mora and business. The latter two can be earned and discussed later, but if the person is gone, it will be difficult to go back to the past, and a broken mirror cannot be mended.
But her not blaming him doesn't mean she doesn't feel heartbroken. After all, that was a prime location that was worth a fortune and the price was already quite fair. Now that the meat was in her mouth, how could she not be heartbroken?
Bai Wen said nothing, but his face looked slightly gloomy. It was rare for a gentle woman to show such an expression, and it seemed that she had suffered a great blow.
"Master Wan Song, regarding this matter..." Su Ping was about to open his mouth, hoping to use his mouth to appeal to the other party's emotions and reason, but the master smiled faintly and waved his hand.
In the eyes of the three people, this old man whose temper was really unpredictable motioned the young man to shut up and sit down, then took a sip of tea calmly and spoke with a chuckle.
"Don't be nervous. The postponement I mentioned is indeed just a postponement. It has no other meaning. The reason has also been explained. It is because of your arrival, Su Zian!"
Su Ping reacted very quickly. As soon as the words fell, he bowed and said solemnly: "As long as Master Wan Song orders, I will do my best and will do it without hesitation!"
Wan Song smiled faintly and said, "No need to be so serious. What I want you to do is actually very easy. All I need is two pieces of your handwritten calligraphy."
Su Ping was stunned. He thought the other party really had something for him to do, but he never thought that he would be asked to do two of his calligraphy works.
Could it be that at a time and place unknown to him, Su Ping and Su Zian's calligraphy had already become famous in Liyue?
"Then please lend me the writing brush and ink, Master Wansong," Su Ping said immediately.
Wan Song's smile widened. "The calligraphy is done, the contract is finalized, and the agreement is done..."
Su Ping smiled and looked at Ningguang who had just recovered from her daze, waiting for her to agree. This was to announce to the outside world that he, Su Ping, would no longer be a member of the Qianyan Army and a private school student, and would follow Ningguang's lead.
“Those who break their promises will be punished by eating rocks!” Ningguang immediately came back to her senses and left behind this sentence that has never changed among Liyue merchants for thousands of years.
Master Wan Song's smile deepened, as if he was very pleased, and he led the three people, who had just gone through many twists and turns in their mental journey, into the house.
The layout of this room is also eye-catching. There are floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on both sides, displaying most of the well-known works of famous masters. On the wall facing the door hangs a plaque with the words "妙笔生花".
In the center of the room is an old mahogany study table and chairs. On the table are placed the four treasures of the study, which are of excellent quality. It can be said that everything is complete, and it can be said that this is a family of scholars.
"Come, use your brush and ink as you like. Write a large painting for the center hall, and another one similar to the signature. Write Su Zi'an on the large painting and Su Ping on the signature. Use two different kinds of paper to write separately!"
After Wan Song finished speaking, he stood by, waiting for the young man who had caused a sensation in Liyue Harbor to write down the words he had specifically requested, his eyes fixed on him, staring closely.
Su Ping reached out to grind the ink, but Ningguang took the lead and shook her head slightly, indicating that she could do it.
Su Ping had no choice but to turn around and pick up a pen, then asked, "I wonder if Master Wan Song likes regular script, or other scripts like small seal script?"
Wan Song said calmly, "Use the one you usually use, and feel free to express yourself in the rest. No need to say more!"
Su Ping answered, then used a paperweight to hold down a whole piece of rice paper. After all the ink was ready, he dipped the brush into the black ink in the inkstone and wrote quickly, like a flying dragon or a swimming snake, giving a stunning look.
In an instant, the three words "Su Zi'an" appeared on the paper with powerful and vigorous strokes. If a beginner in this field or a person with a dull vision, he would indeed be attracted by its unrestrained and free style and would utter words of praise.
Su Ping knew that he had not practiced calligraphy in recent years. In addition, he only wanted to write beautiful characters and had no intention of furthering his studies. Therefore, his calligraphy was fine in his early years, but now it is not very pleasing to the eyes of experts.
But since Master Wan Song asked him to do so, Su Ping could not refuse. He could only try his best to finish one, hoping that it would be pleasing to this great scholar, or at least not give him a bad evaluation.
Not only was he hesitant, Ningguang Baiwen was actually unsure too, because he had heard of the young man's literary talent, had seen his superb martial arts, and knew that he had a good appearance, but he had never heard of his calligraphy.
Could it be that this master is so discerning that he can see that this young man's calligraphy is also good?
After the word was written, Wan Song took out the rice paper, hung it on a rack nearby to dry, and then asked him to continue writing a signature word.
In the following painting, because the paper is smaller, Su Ping used the signature method at that time, which makes the two words "Su Ping" have more free and easy charm, as if removing the shackles and returning to nature.
After reading it, Wan Song did not make any comments or even any change in expression. He nodded and prepared to sign the contract with the other party.
After both parties have checked everything and found nothing wrong, they sign their names on two contracts respectively. At this moment, the contract is no longer a verbal agreement, but has legal effect.
Then there were some polite words before the show ended, such as the hope for continued cooperation in the future and a prosperous business. Of course, most of the words were spoken by Ningguang and Su Ping.
Master Wan Song was certainly not just well-mannered on the surface, but had truly carved knowledge and courtesy into his bones. He personally escorted the three of them to the gate of the mansion and waved goodbye.
"Grandfather... and Su Ping! Miss Ningguang and Miss Baiwen are here too."
Just as the two groups had said farewell and were about to leave, a young girl's voice was heard, and the owner of the voice stood in a daze at the entrance of the alley.
The figure had a beautiful face, elegant purple clothes, and purple hair tied into two ponytails behind her back, which swayed slightly in the breeze. It was Keqing.
After seeing the person coming and hearing his name, Su Ping's face was dull and he was dazed. Bai Wen found it difficult to describe his feelings, while Wan Song held his forehead and suddenly felt a little at a loss.
"What's wrong with you?" Keqing walked over quickly and noticed that they looked a little strange and puzzled.
Wan Song cleared his throat and spoke first: "So the three of you are acquainted with my granddaughter. If I had known this, I would not have postponed the signing of the contract!"
Su Ping replied to Keqing, then looked at the elder and said slowly, "The business gains are something to be happy about. Now that I know that Master Wan Song is Miss Keqing's grandfather, I think it is even more gratifying. It turns out that I was not wrong to call him junior."
Ningguang Baiwen also coped with it, trying hard not to let the atmosphere become awkward where there was nothing to say.
Keqing suddenly realized, "So the business partner that Grandfather has been discussing recently is Miss Ningguang?"
Ningguang corrected him with a smile: "To be precise, it was me who bothered Master Wan Song. How could it be that Master Wan Song was talking to me?"
Wan Song waved his hands, "It's all the same, all the same!"
Keqing looked at the handsome young man and asked, "Would you like to sit for a while?"
Su Ping shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "After the contract is signed, there are still some important matters to deal with. I am really sorry. If there is a chance, I will bring Sister Ningguang to visit again another day."
“Okay, then take care.” Keqing stopped where she was and watched them leave.
For some reason, Wan Song, who was not far behind Keqing, actually breathed a sigh of relief.