The Road to Slaying God

Those who hold heavy power are really different.

When Zhang Yang and the fat man knocked on the door, the president actually opened the door in person. A man in his fifties was well-preserved, with fair skin, a friendly smile, and a strong book flavor, but it was faint. There is also a bit of stubbornness in the appointment. When it is comfortable, you are always reminded that he is a superior and you must respect him!

Without the embarrassment and snobbery of the imp, and without the frivolity and arrogance of gaining momentum, everything seemed very natural.

The three greeted guests at the door, introduced each other, and were taken to the hall.

This is a duplex-style building. Zhang Yang visually observed that there are about 300 square meters on the upper and lower floors. The house of this area is already very large. A trapezoidal crystal chandelier falling from the second floor is very unique. The house is full of warmth and does not have that cold feeling. The decoration of the house is mainly in the Western style. Occasionally, there are a few Chinese classical crafts, which are quite harmonious. There is no conflict of cultural ideas. From here, the owner is A person with a certain quality of cultivation.

The hostess seemed to be a taciturn person. With a humble face, she nodded at everyone, poured a cup of tea for everyone, entered the room, and never came out again.

Zhang Yang never spoke, but just listened quietly, because he was very clear, he was very clear, the fat is the protagonist, he is only a supporting role, and must not steal the limelight.

As the fat man said, the distance between the president and him has been much closer. First, he talked to each other about the family, and then the president learned about the status of the fat man, gave affirmation to the fat company, and said some political axe meetings. Topics supporting private entrepreneurs.

Of course, in a public position, he still does not understand the meaning of such high-level meetings. In fact, in a short conversation, the president and the fat man have determined the general direction of the future development of the fat man, that is, As long as we develop in this direction, the country will support it, of course, the President will support it!

Zhang Yang also did not expect that he occasionally became a good person, but built a strong backing for himself. After this incident, the development of the fat man's career is already beyond his imagination.

There are countless opportunities in a person's life. Zhang Yang and Fat are undoubtedly those who are good at grasping opportunities. Zhang Yang can find out that a person who is unscrupulous is actually a potential consumer. And the fat man's ability to seize the opportunity is not inferior to publicity. He can take the risk of failure and listen to the advice of a stranger, what kind of courage it takes!

"Brother Mao, let's talk about Fang Chang. How about the calligraphy style of our little brother today?" The president stood up and laughed.

"Well, this little brother's talent is not just writing and writing, my brother will know later, really talented!" The fat man sighed.

The president couldn't help but hesitated. He naturally knew the identity of the fat man, and it was definitely not easy to get a character so respected by the fat man. Zhang Yang saw the president looking at him, and nodded his head slightly, not humble or humble. For a moment, you know, he is a big man in the provincial capital. The average person sees him with a humble or knotty smile. The young man doesn't have that kind of feeling, and it's as if it's not because he is the president.

The three came to the study on the second floor.

Looking at this large study, Zhang Yang couldn't help sighing secretly. When he was a child, he dreamed of having such a study. The study was about 30 square meters. The wall was a slippery bookcase. There was no decoration on the wall. An atmospheric feeling, next to the window is a computer, and inside is a large desk with four treasures in the study, and behind the desk is a small wooden frame, which is full of various writing brushes.

As a study, this space is large enough, under the window, not far behind the computer chair, there is a fabric lounge chair, which should be a place for the host to rest after being tired.

Everything seemed perfect, and Zhang Yang found that the books on the bookshelf were not new. They should have been read for a long time. From here, the side reflected the cultivation of the owner, not the kind of outbreak filled with books. Households.

"How many years have my little brother practiced calligraphy?" After entering the study room, the president opened the platform and began to grind ink slowly.

"It has been more than ten years since I started to practice writing at the age of five, but it has been abandoned for a long time, and I haven't written for almost two years."

"It's a pity, but the style of the little brother is really convincing!"

"Hehe, although the book can't represent others, at least, it can explain a person's cultural heritage. I don't write because many people have reduced calligraphy to the stage of street art. They are also art, but this art is different. Hey……"

"Hey, the little brother really is as amazing as Brother Mao said. The interpretation of this art is also very profound. This is equivalent to two things: filmmaking and art."

"Yes, however, art and life are inseparable. Being able to express art through life is the highest state. I do not oppose calligraphy as a kind of street art. However, that requires a state and I cannot do it. Then, naturally, we will not do it. "

"Hehe, the little brother talked about his views on calligraphy?" The governor thoughtfully and smiled, apparently, he did not agree with Zhang Yang's reason.

"There are four kinds of so-called scholars. One is self-entertainment. Such people can be ignored because they have reached the point where they want nothing. There is almost nothing in this world. They will not put Your work is shown to others, and it will not be judged. It is not important whether it is good or bad. The important thing is that you are happy. Of course, their realm is enough. The work is not necessarily excellent. We just talk about the realm. "

"Yes, this is one of the gods, naturally you can't find it, the second one?" The governor nodded.

"Second, I like to show people, but I do n’t consider the feelings of others when I write. Such people have vanity, but they do n’t take care of the emotions of the viewers. So, this is a failure, but This kind of person can also become a **** when he reaches a certain level. For example, the ancient calligraphy master Mi Min, his works, people who can understand are naturally said to be good, and those who do not understand are considered garbage. "

"Haha, the little brother really is an expert. Haha, just based on this evaluation, the calligraphy industry can already be ashamed."

"Hehe, laughed. Third, naturally, it ’s the kind that is only given to others, regardless of their feelings. I just know this person without saying that, Cai Jing, his calligraphy is completely for people to read, and can give A person feels a kind of comfort and shock, but he ca n’t feel happiness from it, because calligraphy is only a tool for him, he has reached the point where he can create happiness for others, and he can be regarded as a successful calligraphy At home, the only drawback is that he can't appreciate the joy of calligraphy himself, and he never uses calligraphy to express his mood. "

"What about the fourth person?" The governor couldn't help thinking.

"The fourth type is the highest state other than the first type. We cannot comment on the first type, so that is a non-existent myth. Therefore, this fourth type is what we can see. , Yan Zhenqing, Yan Zhenqing is just right. Calligraphy is like him. One of his works, "Nephew Post", can show the author's heartfelt condolence and sigh of indignation ... "

"Writing is like acting. Although Chaplin's comedy performances are fascinating, he rarely sees his laughter. Most of them are cold, subtle smiles and even bitter smiles. This subtleness is like a cloud covering the moon and a willow. Parrot, its artistic conception is endlessly memorable. Real actors are pursuing this kind of realm throughout their lives. Although they share the same goal, they have similarities and differences, but this realm is not suitable for calligraphy because calligraphy is used to vent Expression and expression are not using movements and facial expressions. Therefore, the highest state of calligraphy should be that when you are happy, the works you write can make the viewers happy, and when you are sad, you can also make the viewers sad. This is a calligraphy artist. Lifelong pursuit, of course, this is also my pursuit ... "

...

There was a moment of silence in the study room, the fat man heard the clouds and fog, and the banker's hand mopping also stopped, as if thinking an important question.

Finally, the long silence was over.

"Little brother, thank you, okay, that ’s it for today, not to delay your rest, brother Mao, I hope I have read you right, think of my life, although I am not a big annihilator, but neither It is a good person, and it is ridiculous that I actually want to pursue the highest state of the book ... Hehe ... The little brother asked me to open today, thank you! If I wait until I reach the state you say, I will come to the door myself Visit the little brother and ask him to fill it in! "

"..." The fat man stayed for a while, looking at the "Hua Tang Shenghui" spread on the desk, did not understand what happened, but after all, he still did not say anything, the host has clearly given the words .

"Zhang Yang, what did you say? Why didn't I figure it out!" The fat man and Zhang Yang somehow got down the car and couldn't help asking.

"Oh, nothing, just tell him how to be a man." Zhang Yang said lightly.

"What makes you human?" The fat man was stunned.

"Yes, as soon as I entered the door, I saw that the owner is a person who pursues perfection. He can interspers Chinese art in European style. This shows that he is a person who pursues perfection. Look, he is also a cultivating and high-quality talent, but the recliner tells me that he is also a covetous person, so it is impossible for him to achieve a perfect state in the pursuit of calligraphy Yes, first of all, he asked me to supplement the calligraphy works today and it was a shame. Imagine how the state of mind when I wrote to you at the time was the same as the state of mind when I wrote today. If I added it, it would be a perfect addition ... ... "

"Ah ... then that ... will it affect our future cooperation?" The fat man was anxious.

"No, what he said to you was to start from you. He wants to be a man again. I hope you can give him a breath. I think the main reason he has this idea is because he didn't accept your bribe. Therefore, he hopes to make your business successful because of his help. I think if he really has that kind of idea, he may strengthen cooperation with you. After all, what you have is a very large private enterprise. With your help, he can easily take over. Now, it's up to you. "

"Brother rest assured, my Mao Renguo, the storm has not passed for so many years, this little wavelet will not crush me. As long as the bank's money is in place, the company will soon be able to get out of trouble."

"Well, I hope my brother will create greater glory. Now your position in the paper industry is almost No. 1 in Asia. Strive to become No. 1 in the world, and then No. 1 in the universe ..."

"Ha ha, thank you little brother Ji Yan!" The fat man laughed.

...

"I'll get off here!" Zhang Yang saw the neon sign of the private hotel. Zhang Yang didn't want to send this brand new Mercedes-Benz to the door of the hotel. This was too noticeable. After all, few people in Mercedes-Benz would Live in a low-end hotel.

"Well, little brother, do you need my help?" The fat man stared at Zhang Yang tightly.

"No, I can handle it." Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Oh, I know that your surname will not accept the favor of others, but I believe you, little brother, your achievement will one day eventually surpass the brother, don't know the brother then."

"Thank you brother Ji Yan, if I have the brother's achievements that day, I will send a private jet to the brother, with three words sprayed on the plane ..."

"What word?" The fat man frowned.

"Send it!"

...

"Ha ha ha ... well, I'll wait that day, you send me a plane, I will send you a yacht, spray on the boat, Mao Renguo!"

"Hahaha ..."

"Hahaha ..."

The two naturally didn't know that the joke was realized in a short time, and the plane and the yacht became the object of all the media chasing them, so that the two had to hide the plane and the boat and dare not use it.

"Brother, communicate well with your son. I believe that your son must also be very good. The so-called tiger father has no dogs!" Zhang Yang got out of the car and closed the door gently.

"Well, I will. Remember that phone number just now. Something is calling me."

"Okay, drive carefully."

"It's okay, I'm not drinking ..."

...

Watching Mercedes slowly leave, Zhang Yang walked towards the hotel more than 100 meters away ...

The hotel is still the same, the lights are a bit dim, and the two ladies at the bar are a little confused. Zhang Yang came in and just glanced at her, and immediately fell asleep on the bar. There were two passengers sitting on the sofa in the lobby. After a while, there are no eye-catching characters ...

Sixth floor!

After entering the elevator, pressing the floor, suddenly, the moment the button was pressed, there was a flash of light in Zhang Yang's head, and suddenly something was wrong. There seemed to be something wrong in the hall just now.

What's wrong?

light?

Decoration?

Or two travelers?

No, no ... Zhang Guang's calculation of the electric light flint in his head, but still can't find out what's wrong, is it the bar? Right, the counter ... When I saw the counter just now, it seemed a bit wrong.

Why isn't the bar counter right? Isn't the girl standing at the bar the same girl she saw when she went out in the morning?

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's back became cold for a while. The **** duty in the early morning could not be still working. Even if she was at work, it should be a shift in the early morning. This was the result of asking him and Liu Biao casually. Teased this bar lady.

Even if someone changes a shift because of a private matter, it is not possible for two people to change at the same time. This may be a very small family name!

The only possibility is that Miss Bar was supposed to have not left when she was off at 8:30, but has been working till now.

Why not change people?

The result of thinking has come out. Someone must have controlled the hotel. In order not to let more people know, let the owner of the hotel cooperate without shifting. No wonder the girl fell asleep before 12 o'clock.

Thinking is long, but the time is only an instant. At this time, the elevator has reached the fourth floor, and Zhang Yang immediately pressed the button on the fifth floor.

As soon as the door of the elevator opened, Zhang Yang ’s body was passing by a line of smoke and rushed up the stairway. At this time, Zhang Yang had no time to think, time is life. He had to get to the elevator before the sixth floor opened By the sixth floor, Zhang Yang was already certain that someone on the sixth floor was waiting for him at the elevator. Of course, there was another possibility, which was to wait for him in the room.

However, no matter what kind of possibility, he must go up the stairs on the fifth floor. Breaking the enemy's plan is the first step to victory.

The sixth floor was quiet. No one was there. The elevator just arrived on the sixth floor. The elevator turned on. The emitted light made the dim corridor light up.

Quiet, very quiet!

It is no different than usual, but Zhang Yang's keen sense of feeling feels a dangerous breath, which is emitted from their room.

Zhang Yang didn't move, silently lurking behind the security door at the entrance of the staircase, the door of the room could be seen through the glass.

If there is someone below the other person, the person in the room must have been notified.

At this time, Zhang Yang could not help secretly celebrating. Fortunately, this is a new private hotel. The monitoring system has not been put into use. If there is a monitoring system, his every move will fall into the eyes of the other party. When staying in a hotel, Zhang Yang's meticulous thinking had already made the environment of the hotel clear.

Now, the fight is patience!

Zhang Yang's palms were sweating. The handle of the fruit knife was already wet. This is Liu Biao's fruit knife. In the morning, Zhang Yang was afraid that Liu Biao would do something stupid and deliberately seized it. Function, without this fruit knife, in the corridor except for a few stainless steel trash cans and carpets, we really can't find a suitable weapon.

Time passed slowly, Zhang Yang's eyes became more calm and calm, without the slightest nervousness at the beginning, and the fruit knife in his hand became more and more stable, he was calculating various possible surnames.

People in the room may not know. It is because of this waiting time that they gave Zhang Yang time to think. If the people in the room rushed out when Zhang Yang got on the elevator, he did n’t see Zhang Yang in the elevator and immediately searched. The staircase, then, the publicity situation is very dangerous, and only accidents can catch people off guard.

Unfortunately, they gave Zhang Yang a buffer time for thinking!

The other party must have a gun. If it is a person who buys and buys, there is no need to question it. Of course, Zhang Yang is willing that his opponent has a gun. If it is a person who does not need a gun to chase them, it must be a master. The current unstable level, it is really difficult to kill the master.

One minute!

three minutes!

ten minutes!

...

Fifteen minutes have passed, and the other party seems to be challenging Zhang Yang's patience, but the people on the first floor didn't come up. Obviously, they don't think Zhang Yang has disassembled them, or they are waiting for the thunder strike!

at last!

After twenty minutes, someone couldn't bear it, and the door of the room opened slightly ....

(To be continued)