surnamed Wang

While Wang Qingquan was talking with the owner of the restaurant, an old man with gray hair stepped forward from behind.

Wang Gangquan felt that the other party looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he met him.

The old man took the wine jar, first sniffed it, then took the empty glass and poured a little.

The wine is amber in color, crystal clear and mellow in texture, hanging on the wall.

Wang Gangquan's expression was calm. The wine was blended to a certain level, and even the instruments may not be able to detect it, unless it is the wine that has been soaked in the wine jar for many years.

Right now, the old man is old enough, but he just doesn't know how good he is.

The burly man whispered:
"Second Uncle, how are you doing?"

The old man glanced at him, brought the cup to his mouth, took a sip, smashed it, said:

"This young man is right. It is indeed a fake, but the blending technique is very clever, and ordinary people can't tell it at all."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Wang Gangquan, and said with great interest:

"Young man, are you a student?"

The young man nodded.

"It's not easy to know so much about wine at such a young age."

Wang Gangquan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said bluntly:
"It's okay, let's go first."

"What's your name?" The old man asked again.

Wang Gangquan looked at the other party carefully, the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, he hesitated, and said truthfully:
"Back to the seniors, the boy Wang Handquan."

"Heh, the conversation is quite reminiscent of the ancients."

The old man first sighed, then frowned slightly and said:
"But you are studying in Qingwen?"

"It's Qingwen, but Qingwen College." Wang Bingquan said truthfully.

There are two schools at the former site of the Ministry of Industry in Beijing. One is Qingwen University in the north. It was founded by the "Qingwen Pavilion" of the dynasty. It has a history of hundreds of years and only recruits outstanding talents.

The other is Nanbian Qingwen College, whose name is similar to Qingwen University, but it has nothing to do with it. It is a junior college.

……

Hearing Wang Gangquan's answer, the old man nodded and smiled, and introduced himself:

"The old man is the vice president of the Liquor Association. I am fortunate to meet you today. If you don't mind, please move to the humble house. There are several kinds of good wines that have been preserved for a hundred years. How about you and I taste them together?"

Wang Gingquan looked at the other party suspiciously, this old guy was quite familiar.

The heart of defense is indispensable, he declined:

"The old gentleman accepted it kindly. You have a lot of work, so the younger generation should not disturb you."

"Since my friend is unwilling, then forget it." The old man was surprisingly easy-going.

The man on the side didn't have so many flirtatious things, and directly stretched out his hand and said:
"Brother, thank you just now, I invited you for today's meal, and when you are busy in the capital, please mention me Hu Hai, be sure to use it."

Wang Gingquan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, the other party not only had a tough name, but also sounded like a mixed bag of Taoism, he just didn't know whether to resist or not.

Before he could reply, Wang Zhong had already gone up to meet him, held the man's broad palm and said:

"Hello Boss Hu, my surname is Wang, and I am the father of this child."

Afterwards, the two started the courtesies in the mall, Wang Gangquan was not very interested, he cupped his hands at the old man, turned and walked out.

Walking out of the gate of the restaurant, he stopped, turned around, and smiled at the woman behind him:

"Sister Yanxin, thank you for taking care of me these days."

The woman was taken aback for a moment, she seemed a little uncomfortable with the other party taking the initiative to talk to her.

In her opinion, this young man who was not a few years younger than herself was still a child at heart, but after experiencing life and death, he seemed to have matured a lot.

Wang Quanquan continued:

"It was my fault to have been hostile to you before. My parents' divorce is a problem between them. It has nothing to do with you and me. Here, I apologize to you."

As he spoke, the young man bowed seriously to the woman, and straightened up again when the woman was in a daze.

"Sister Yanxin, I want to ask you something, who saved me?"

The woman came back to her senses, recalled seriously, and said thoughtfully:

"It seems to be your friend, called... Liu Heng, yes, that's the name."

Wang Gangquan smiled when he heard the words, "Understood, I'm going to thank him right now, you can go back first."

After finishing speaking, exert force on the feet and jump ten centimeters high on the spot.

He froze for a moment, then pretended to be okay, reached out and stopped a taxi and got in.

When the taxi was far away, Dong Yan shook his head and said to himself:

"What a strange kid."

……

Half an hour later, Wang Bingquan came to a villa in the suburbs of Beijing and rang the doorbell.

Before the owner could open the door, a black-backed wolfhound jumped out of the flower bed and barked at the young man through the railing.

Ordinary people would be taken aback by this scene even if they were not in danger, but Wang Gangquan, as if nothing happened, leaned closer to the fence and stared straight at the big dog with murderous intent in his eyes.

Usually, his tactic was not only useless, but it would make the dog bark even more fiercely, but today the big dog seemed to be startled, and ran away with a whimper and its tail between its legs.

"Who?"

A lazy voice sounded, and a handsome young man walked out from the front door.

Seeing Wang Gangquan, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise:
"You kid is not dead?"

"I'm ashamed to die if you're not dead, open the door quickly."

The young man in front of him is none other than his bad friend Liu Heng.

The two met in junior high school. Liu Heng's family background is superior, and he grew fat since he was a child, so he got the title of "Fatty".

Before going to university, in order to get rid of being single, Liu Heng learned from the pain, lost weight in one summer vacation, and directly counterattacked to become tall, rich and handsome.

Wang Gangquan is the same as in high school, sleeping during the day and surfing the Internet at night, and his words and deeds are all like dicks.

He walked into this villa that belonged to Liu Heng with his hands in his pockets, looked around and clicked his tongue:

"Okay, fat man, I didn't realize it before, you are really a rich second generation."

"Aren't you too?"

"I can't compare with you. My parents do a small business, and they nod and bow to others all day long. Their performance is outstanding, and their cervical spine and lumbar discs are more prominent."

While talking, he caught a glimpse of a yellowed portrait on the wall, which seemed to be hundreds of years old at least.

"Have you learned from Uncle Liu to collect antique calligraphy and paintings?"

Wang Gangquan took a close look at it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, and finally said:

"The painter is good, can you lend me a few days to observe?"

"That's a portrait of my ancestor." Liu Heng made a black line on his forehead.

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan put his palms together quickly, lowered his head and muttered:

"Seniors are superior, juniors are ignorant and offended, don't blame them."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and smiled at the other party:

"I heard you saved my life?"

Liu Heng seemed much more mature than him, sitting on the sofa, poured two cups of tea and said:

"What's more, I went to your dormitory to look for you that day. I just caught up with you dying. I was so stupid at the time. I didn't remember the emergency call for a long time. In the end, I called an ambulance from the dormitory next door.

I was afraid that you would be too cold, so I picked up my back and ran to the hospital. Fortunately, you are a life-threatening boy, and you were rescued in the end. The doctor said that you might become a vegetable, but I didn't expect to wake up so soon. "

Wang Gangquan sat down beside the coffee table, picked up the cup and said:
"Thank you for your kindness, I invite you to go out and have a meal."

"I didn't expect you to repay me at first, so how do you feel now?"

"To tell you the truth, after waking up, I always feel that I have forgotten something. It seems very important, but I just can't remember it."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at the portrait on the wall sitting upright in an official uniform, and the sense of familiarity was not as strong as the first glance.

Wang Gangquan asked casually:
"Your ancestors were officials?"

Liu Heng nodded, "The most powerful one is a first-rank university scholar, a veteran of the three dynasties. His son became a minister of the Ministry of Industry, and it is said that he even married a princess, who is the person in the portrait."

"Then aren't you in the middle of nowhere?"

"Who said no?"

"What's the name of the son-in-law?"

"I don't know. I probably need to check the family tree."

... (end of this chapter)