Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 565 Go Back and Draw Something
"Since that's the case, then I have no reason not to accept Peng Peng." Wu Ziyun laughed.

Zhang Zhong looked happy, pulled Pengpeng and said, "You still don't want to meet your teacher?"

Pengpeng was eating chicken legs, being pulled by his father, he was still out of condition.

"How did you meet the teacher at school before?"

Pengpeng suddenly remembered, and bowed to Wu Ziyun, "Hello, teacher."

Wu Ziyun hurriedly went to help Pengpeng, "It's okay."

Zhang Zhong said, "Today is still too hasty, I will find a time to set up a banquet later, and let Pengpeng formally apprentice."

"That's not necessary. The times are different now. There is no need for these vain rituals. I think it's fine today. You don't need to make any more arrangements. Let's all sit down."

Pengpeng nodded his head and sat back, continuing to eat the unfinished chicken leg.

That's it, things are settled.

But later Zhang Zhong will prepare a visit to Pengpeng for the apprenticeship ceremony, and Wu Ziyun should also return a gift to Pengpeng.

This is not a necessary process, it depends on the wishes of both parties.Because I am studying oil painting, those traditional etiquettes are naturally avoided.

Everyone sat down to eat again, and the atmosphere was different at this time, because the relationship between the two parties had changed. From then on, Wu Ziyun became Peng Peng's teacher.

"Professor Wu……"

Wu Ziyun waved his hand, "I'm falsely older than you, you can call me brother in the future, I will still call you by your name like before."

"Brother Wu, we're going back to Jiangyang tomorrow, and we'll come to visit you next week when Pengpeng is on weekends."

"Okay, then I will sweep the bed and wait for it. Let's not talk about these things tonight. There are wine and food, and there are people and scenery. We can't waste this good time. Come, Zhang Zhong, the two elders, Yu Han , I offer you a toast."

Zhang Zhong held the cup, "It should be us who respect you."

"It's all the same, it's all the same, let's drink together."

……

After the meal was over, everyone was in no hurry to leave.

Although the temperature dropped at night, there was a slight breeze, but it was not chilly, so everyone boarded the second floor of the boat together.

As soon as Pengpeng went up to the second floor, he ran to the railing, "Wow, this boat is so tall."

This startled the adults, Xu Yuhan held on to Pengpeng's arm, and grandparents also stood on the left and right, for fear that she would accidentally fall into the water.

Zhang Zhong and Wu Ziyun sat in the pavilion drinking tea.

It may be that the owner of Huguang Yayuan intentionally planted several dense rows of trees on the shore of the small lake, separating the endlessly flowing road from the outside, leaving a strong moonlight on the lake.

Wu Ziyun smiled and said, "Such a scene, Zhang Zhong, don't you have any poetic interest?"

"Brother Wu, you are joking. Even if I have a poetic interest, I may not have a poetic talent."

"I think you are being modest. Have you prepared any new work recently? Your fans are all eagerly waiting for your new work to come out."

"I'm writing a science fiction book recently, and it may take some time before it comes out."

"Blessed are the readers. In fact, to be honest, I have seen less of your works. I am getting older and can't keep up with the times. Science fiction works are too brain-intensive for me. I still prefer "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" Remember "this kind."

Wu Ziyun is not considered old, only in his 40s, but he probably doesn't like reading science fiction and detective novels.

Zhang Zhong was about to answer his question when a waiter came over and said to Zhang Zhong, "Sir, our boss asked if he could see you."

"see me?"

Zhang Chong looked at Wu Ziyun, it's okay to meet him for dinner at his place, and the boat is thanks to his boss, but after all, he is inviting people to dinner, so Wu Ziyun may not be willing to meet.

"Zhang Zhong, you don't have to think about me." Wu Ziyun said with a smile.

Zhang nodded and said to the waiter, "Yes."

The waiter got a reply and backed off.

After a while, Peng Peng grabbed the railing and shouted, "Look, there's a really small boat over there."

Zhang Zhong and Wu Ziyun also looked over, only to see a small boat on the bank slowly coming towards this side, there were two people standing on the boat, they couldn't see clearly what it looked like.

In just over a minute, the boat leaned against the painting boat, a middle-aged man jumped up, and then went up to the second floor of the painting boat.

As soon as we reached the second floor, a middle-aged man walked over enthusiastically, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wu, and I, Li Xuan, are the bosses of Huguang Yayuan."

Zhang Zhong shook hands with Li Xuan, and said with a smile, "Boss Li's appearance is very special."

"It's not easy to move the boat, and I'm afraid it will spoil everyone's interest, so I came here by boat. Originally, I shouldn't come here to bother you, but I just heard that you are here, and I can't help it. I hope you will forgive me."

Wu Ziyun said, "It's okay, I also want to thank Boss Li for his hospitality."

"Where is Mr. Wu, it's an honor for the two of you to come to the shop. Tonight's meal is mine, Li's. I just hope that you can have a good time."

Li Xuan had always been curious about who Wang Kewang's friend was, but when he saw it was Zhang Zhong, he was surprised and delighted.

It wasn't over yet, what he didn't expect was that Wu Ziyun came again.

When these two appeared together, he couldn't help but want to meet them.

As for the free order, it is something he often does.

Opening this restaurant does not make money in itself. In such a place where every inch of land is expensive, there are not many private rooms here, and the price of vegetables is not very expensive. Even if it is full of customers every day, it is impossible for him to make much money.

Among all Li Xuan's businesses, Huguang Yayuan is the least profitable one.

But this store was his favorite.

The reason why this store is opened is to engage in communication.

Those who can come to his restaurant to eat are more or less famous people, and they are not open to ordinary people at all.

That's why Zhang Zhong tried to check the order number of Huguang Yayuan on the Internet but couldn't find it.

Li Xuan didn't stay long when he came over. He exchanged some pleasantries, gave him his business card, and then left in the boat again. It didn't take more than 10 minutes.

Looking at the boat going towards the shore, Wu Ziyun said, "I thought you knew the boss here, otherwise how would you book a boat?"

Zhang Zhong explained to him, "I asked the editor-in-chief of "Shilin" Wang Kewang to order it for me. I originally asked for it, but I didn't expect it to be ordered."

"If you asked Wang Kewang to book a box for you, how could there be no reason why you couldn't get one? I have met Wang Kewang a few times. He is a very humble person. Although he is humble, everyone knows who his grandfather is. Let me ask you in Yanjing City. Who can not give him face? Isn't that the same as not giving Wang Lao face?"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time, but he brought me to this store, so I wanted to ask him for help." Zhang Zhong said with a smile.

Of course, it is impossible for him not to think of this, but asking a friend for help is an important step in promoting a relationship.

Wu Ziyun also understood in his heart, looked at Pengpeng who was looking at the scenery, and took a sip of tea, "Speaking of which, my hands are a little itchy, and I need to draw something when I go back."

(End of this chapter)