Peerless prodigal system

Chapter 865 Studying with Master Wu

Zhou Yang was still planning how to deal with Wu Liang in the future, when he heard his father Zhou Fengdong calling him.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Son, come here quickly, come to the study, Dad will show you something nice."

Zhou Fengdong greeted his son and went to his study to have a look.

When Zhou Yang came to his father's study room, he realized that his father had placed a picture of writing in front of his eyes.

It would be fine if it was a normal character, but it is a "sao" character.

In an instant, Zhou Yang was stunned and anxious.

During the time when he lived at home, Zhou Yang was often called by his father to watch calligraphy and paintings in the study.

Zhou Yang doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but his father likes them very much. He often shows off the calligraphy and paintings he has collected recently.

Originally, Zhou Yang was used to seeing his father showing off his calligraphy and painting, but today is different.

Because the style of this painting today is really very different from the past!

"Dad, the style change is a bit fast, you show me this word, it's a bit hot-eyed." Zhou Yang couldn't help complaining.

His father, Zhou Fengdong, said with a serious face: "What do you know? This is art. What you see is a vulgar word in your eyes, but in my eyes, this word has other profound meanings."

Since Zhou Fengdong received Wu Liang's bestowal of the calligraphy, he took out this painting to admire day and night. It was not enough for him to appreciate it alone, and sometimes his wife and children would appreciate it together.

It's just that there are very few people in the family who have the same hobbies as him, and almost no one can understand him.

Like most young people, Zhou Yang likes to play with exciting and novel things, so calligraphy and painting are not cool to him.

"Haha, Dad, what else does this word mean? Dad, please don't play tricks on me." Zhou Yang only knew that girls in nightclubs were more suitable for this word. As for other meanings, he was too lazy to understand.

"Literati, poets, romantic, ancient poets were also called poets, forget it, tell you so much, you don't understand." Zhou Fengdong was purely showing off in front of his son, and did not expect his son to understand.

Zhou Yang groaned secretly in his heart, and said in his heart: Dad is going to show off again, he hasn't changed after so many years, isn't it just a word, there is nothing to show off.

"Dad, I think this character is just average." Zhou Yang didn't know calligraphy, so he couldn't see the subtleties in it.

When he heard this, Zhou Fengdong was not happy.

"You child, you don't know Mount Tai with your eyes. This is written by Master Wu and given to me. This is a rare authentic work of Master Wu!"

Zhou Fengdong admired Wu Liang very much, especially when he witnessed Wu Liang's writing skills at the calligraphy and painting auction, so he admired Wu Liang even more.

It was only a week since Zhou Yang returned to China, so he was not familiar with "Master Wu", and he didn't know that the "Master Wu" mentioned by his father was actually Wu Liang.

"Dad, don't be ridiculous, you can still talk to the dead, and the dead can write for you?" Zhou Yang thought it was written by an ancient person.

"Bastard! You dare to curse Master Wu. Master Wu is a famous contemporary calligrapher. He is still alive and well. He is even about the same age as you. In the past few years you have been abroad, you have become more and more uneducated!" Zhou Fengdong reprimanded angrily.

No matter how powerful and domineering the son is, he has to restrain himself in front of Lao Tzu.

Zhou Yang felt aggrieved after being scolded by Zhou Fengdong.

Zhou Yang did not expect that his father would be so sensitive to "Master Wu" and would not allow him to speak ill of "Master Wu".

"I'm sorry, Dad, I thought it was an ancient person. By the way, is this Master Wu really so young?" Zhou Yang asked curiously.

The main reason is that Zhou Yang is a little worried that his father will be fooled, because Zhou Yang also knows that although his father loves calligraphy and painting very much, his level in this area is actually average.

If you run into a big fool, worry about being cheated.

In fact, Zhou Fengdong's calligraphy and painting skills are indeed inferior, but his appreciation ability is beyond doubt.

He has never eaten pork, and has seen pigs run away many times. With his love for this industry for many years, Zhou Fengdong's understanding of calligraphy and painting appreciation is of course much higher than ordinary people.

Seeing that his son really didn't understand calligraphy, Zhou Fengdong's expression remained serious.

"You really should learn more about traditional culture, you don't know anything about it," Zhou Fengdong said.

"Dad, the problem is that these things are useless. We are businessmen now, not artists. I think something practical will help us." Zhou Yang said.

Zhou Yang felt that, with all the time and energy, it would be better to be unrestrained and happy, as engaging in art can make people stupid.

"You don't understand. At my age, you may understand that culture and art are actually helpful for doing business. Calligraphy and painting can cultivate one's self-cultivation, and art can also improve one's thinking ability. Some people can only be local tyrants. This is because the size of the structure is different. Shopping malls are like battlefields, and they also need strategies to strategize and win thousands of miles. longer and farther."

Although Zhou Fengdong's mentality of pursuing culture and art was somewhat fanatical, everything he said was reasonable.

This is the experience he has gained from decades of ups and downs in the business world. If a businessman wants to go further and do bigger, he must improve his own structure.

Why "upstarts" and "local tyrants" are derogatory terms is not groundless.

There is a natural moat between the local tyrants and the rich, the rich and the gods.

Zhou Yang was still young, and because of his domineering and arrogant personality, he couldn't listen to what his father Zhou Fengdong said.

"Dad, what you said is a bit complicated. It's all for the future. I'm still young, so I should be more chic and not play deep." Zhou Yang didn't listen to his father's words at all.

Zhou Fengdong shook his head deeply disapproving, and said: "As far as I know, Wang Tianhua, the young master of the Wang family, pays great attention to improving his own cultural value. You can be chic and playful when you are young, but you can't be too indulgent. As time goes by, after more than ten years, you will be left even further behind by Wang Tianhua."

Zhou Fengdong is not alarmist. After all, he has a rich life experience. He has spent so many years in Huadu's business circle, and he has many cognitions and insights that are deeper than his son Zhou Yang.

Right now, there is no difference, they are also Huadu Five Young Masters, but as the Huadu Five Young Masters gradually mature, the gap will widen in vision and pattern.

When Zhou Yang heard his father praise other peers, he felt very upset, even aggrieved.

"Dad, it's not that serious. As far as I know, Wang Tianhua's abilities are similar to mine." Zhou Yang said unconvinced.

As for Zhou Fengdong, he understood his son's character.

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of your eyes. Don't think I am nagging. The experience of the older generation is the first. Naturally, I hope that the future generations will be better. Listen to me, you are right. How about you, just follow Master Wu with Mengmeng? Calligraphy."