After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

Looking at it, it is natural that the more you look at it, the higher it is, woo, the food of the crew is delicious, I really want to eat it.

As a result, on Weibo, the popularity of Bazhen Jade Food has taken another wave.

Fu Junyan only saw Hei Yao's car after changing several places.

Hei Yao saw Fu Junyan from a long distance away!

After all, their Master Fu stands out from the crowd and can be seen at a glance.

Hei Yao rushed forward almost in a hurry, and shouted respectfully, "Master Fu."

"Ah."

Fu Junyan was obviously displeased with Hei Yao's lingering for so long.

He stooped into the car and sat in the back seat.

Hei Yao fastened his seat belt, turned around and looked at Fu Junyan behind him.

"Master Fu, where are we going now?"

"What is Tangtang doing?"

When Fu Junyan, who had a cold face, mentioned the word Tangtang again, his tone and expression gradually softened.

Hei Yao couldn't help muttering a few times.

When will Master Fu be so gentle to himself?

"Miss Song is in Spring City."

As soon as Hei Yao finished speaking, he felt that the air in the whole car dropped by many degrees in an instant.

He couldn't help shivering and pulled his clothes.

"Tangtang is in Spring City?"

Fu Junyan's voice came from behind, but the coldness in it almost froze people.

Hei Yao raised his head, and when he met Fu Junyan's eyes, he immediately turned away.

That, that...

He manages several companies now, isn't that forgotten.

Hei Yao shrank his neck, not daring to look into Fu Junyan's eyes.

woohoo...

Master Fu knew he was wrong!

Never dare next time!

Fu Junyan pressed his slender fingers on the position of his temple, and he found that since Hei Yao came to Weishi, his originally not very smart head became more and more stupid.

If he had been told from the beginning that Tangtang was in Chuncheng, he would have gone directly to Chuncheng.

Originally, she wanted to come back to see Tangtang, but she still didn't see her.

In Fu Junyan's heart at this moment, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past.

Seeing Hei Yao's bowed head, Fu Junyan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The assistant you find yourself, bear it yourself.

After a while, Fu Junyan asked slowly.

"What is Tangtang doing in Spring City?"

"Mr. Wang's friend, Mr. Teng's [-]th birthday, was invited by the head of the Teng family to hold a birthday banquet for Mrs. Song."

"The Teng family?"

Fu Junyan narrowed his eyes and repeated.

"A few years ago, on your birthday, Master Fu, the Teng family who came to Fucheng was the leader."

Seeing that Fu Junyan hadn't thought about it for a long time, Hei Yao couldn't help reminding him.

But even if he reminded Master Fu, he couldn't remember it.

The Teng family is also considered to be famous in country A, so the Teng family was eligible to enter Fu City at Fu Junyan's birthday banquet, but there were so many people who came to Fu City that day, people like the Teng family may be regarded as great in country A , but in Fucheng, it is really inconspicuous.

Those who can stand in front of Master Fu are naturally extremely remarkable people.

So it's normal for Master Fu to have no impression.

Fu Junyan thought for a long time, and had a vague impression.

"The [-]th birthday is still rare, so let someone send you a present."

Fu Junyan said lightly, since it was Tangtang's birthday party, he naturally had to give him face.

"Ahem, Master Fu!"

As soon as Fu Junyan finished speaking, Hei Yao immediately spoke again.

Fu Junyan looked up at Hei Yao.

Hei Yao opened his mouth cautiously.

"Master Fu, according to the latest news, Ms. Song has recognized the Teng family as her grandfather."

For so many years, he has been by Master Fu's side for so many years, when did he see who Master Fu is interested in?

So Miss Song's status is beyond doubt.

If nothing else, Ms. Song is their mistress in the future of Fu Cheng.

Miss Song recognized the old man of the Teng family as her grandfather, and the old man of the Teng family was naturally also the elder of Master Fu.

There is a big difference in the specifications of this gift.

"According to the way the elders of Fu Cheng give gifts."

Sure enough, Fu Junyan spoke again.

"I'll take care of things, Master Fu don't worry."

Hei Yao hastily said respectfully.

After hearing these words, Fu Junyan, who was originally expressionless, suddenly raised his head and stared at Hei Yao.

"Fu Yi came with me, you call Fu Yi and ask him to do it."

Hei Yao: ...

Master Fu, why do I feel that you can't trust me.

Hei Yao muttered.

Teng's family:

"Why don't you write yet!"

The entire hall of the Teng family was completely surrounded at the moment. Everyone poked their heads up and looked at Song Weitang in the middle. Song Weitang held a pen with one hand, and spread out the rice paper in front of him, pressing down with paperweights on both sides.

She closed her eyes and thought for a moment.

The white wrist moved slightly, the tip of the pen fell, and in an instant, the pen traveled between dragons.

"The longevity of Nanshan will neither grow nor collapse, and the luxuriant pines and cypresses will all be inherited."

After Song Weitang finished writing, he wrote down his name, picked up the pen and took it back.

Old Master Teng watched Song Weitang write the whole time, and he was completely pleasantly surprised.

Most of the girls learn Nianhua Xiaokai or thin gold body.

He never expected that Song Weitang's handwriting was actually cursive.

Not only that, this wild grass can be called second!

Like the wild waves flying down three thousand feet, and like the coldness of the moon, the whole piece of wild grass, flowing clouds and flowing water, really makes people fall into silence at a glance.

Although the members of the Teng family did not shine on the road of calligraphy, after all, there is a big man like Mr. Teng here, so they still have basic appreciation skills.

The group of people who were waiting to see the joke looked at the words on the rice paper, and they all fell silent.

The old man picked up the rice paper as if he had found a treasure.

"Grandpa, you're making a fool of yourself!"

Song Weitang bowed to the old man, and said slowly.

"You call it a show of ugliness, so what are they writing! Rubbish!"

The old man was still the same old man, when he was facing Song Weitang, he was as gentle as a spring breeze, but when he turned his head and pointed at the group of Teng family juniors, he was direct.

Everyone who was swept by his fingers showed embarrassing expressions on their faces.

"Girl, have you ever learned calligraphy?"

As soon as the old man turned his head, his voice became gentle again in an instant.

"Learned for a while."

Song Weitang replied softly.

"Are you interested in continuing to learn from the old man in the future?"

Old Master Teng stroked the rice paper with one hand, looked at Song Weitang and said.

Mr. Teng was on the side, and finally couldn't hold back.

"Dad, don't embarrass Tangtang. She was not willing to take her as an apprentice before old man Wang."

"Which old man?"

Old Mrs. Teng immediately asked angrily, this is trying to snatch someone from him!

Mr. Teng: ...

"Langya has several people with the surname Wang!" Mr. Teng said, rolling his eyes.

His father's level belongs to the first step in Chuncheng, and even in China.

But compared to the Wang family, that's really not enough.

Not to mention the merits of the Wang family for generations, but just the calligraphy, which was stamped thousands of years ago.