ebookslot Chapter 81 Her competitor is Sheng Tingchen
Chapter 81 Her competitor is Sheng Tingchen
Her work schedule was packed this week.
"Perfect timing. Do you know if you can find the time on Wednesday to attend Mr. Fu's birthday banquet?"
Rong Shu suddenly realized that she had completely forgotten such an important matter. "I definitely have to make time to go."
She visited Professor Fu on the day she returned to China, but she had been too busy to visit him again.
But the thought of definitely seeing Sheng Tingchen at that time made her heart sink instantly.
Jiang Huaixu, observing the change in her emotions, seemed to have guessed something. "Just take it easy."
Rong Shu wanted to remain calm, but Sheng Tingchen was just too infuriating.
She thought for a moment and said, "I think I'll make time to deliver the gift tomorrow. I don't want to run into the Sheng family."
She worried that if she went with Jiang Huaixu, it would arouse Sheng Tingchen's suspicion.
Jiang Huaixu nodded and said, "Alright, then you should call and tell Old Master Fu in advance."
Rong Shu hummed in agreement.
come back to the office.
Rong Shu asked someone to attend an auction tonight and bid on a painting for her, which she would then present to Old Master Fu as a birthday gift.
However, the auction did not go smoothly that night.
Others have their eyes on the painting. The starting bid was five million, and it has now been auctioned for nearly forty million. The other party seems determined to win it.
After looking at the other items, Rong Shu decided to give up and bid on another inkstone.
Mr. Fu enjoys reading and calligraphy, so a small inkstone would be a nice gift.
Early the next morning.
Rong Shu drove to the Fu family's house.
She had already told Mr. Fu in advance last night.
The Fu Family Mansion is a typical Suzhou-style garden complex. The Fu family members all lived here, but their courtyards were located in different areas.
Rong Shu was led to the study by the housekeeper.
Grandpa Fu is writing at his desk right now.
"Old Master Fu," Rong Shu called out.
Master Fu put down his brush, looked at Rong Shu, and said with a kind smile, "Little Shu is here. Come and see, how is my calligraphy?"
Rong Shu stepped forward, looked at the calligraphy inscribed by Master Fu, and said with a smile, "The brushstrokes are vigorous and the structure is rigorous, truly embodying the strength and elegance of Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan, with an imposing momentum."
"Alright, alright, if you keep praising me, my old bones can't take it."
Rong Shu smiled and said, "I'm just stating the facts."
"And what are you carrying?"
Rong Shu unwrapped the gift in her hand and took it out, offering her congratulations: "May you, Elder Fu, live a long and healthy life, and be safe and sound every year."
With a gentle, loving look in his eyes, Old Master Fu took the inkstone from her hand and said, "Perfect. Use this inkstone to write these eight characters."
Rong Shu said, "Of course, no problem."
Rong Shu laid out the Xuan paper again, and Master Fu ground the ink for her.
Then Rong Shu took a brush and wrote the eight characters "May you live a long and healthy life, and have peace and safety every year" on the paper.
Her clerical script is characterized by its regular structure, balanced left and right sides, clear organization, and overall simple and elegant style.
Mr. Fu looked at her handwriting and nodded in satisfaction.
"good."
"I've seen Mei-ching's handwriting. She probably inherited your talent for calligraphy. She's only five years old and her handwriting is already very beautiful."
Mentioning Sheng Meijing, Rong Shu couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
Old Fu looked at her and asked again, "Have you seen the child?"
Rong Shu nodded. "I've met him."
Old Fu sighed softly and said, "The child is a good child!"
At this time.
The butler knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Master, Young Master Tingchen has arrived with Miss Meijing."
Upon hearing this...
Rong Shu was startled.
She looked at Old Master Fu, who was clearly unaware that Sheng Tingchen was coming today; he must have come at the last minute.
I originally thought that coming a day early to deliver the gift would avoid Sheng Tingchen, but it turned out to be a coincidence.
God really knows how to play jokes on her.
But the thought of Meijing coming along stirred a sense of anticipation within him.
Old Master Fu looked at her and asked, "Does Sheng Tingchen know you?"
Rong Shu gently shook her head. "She probably doesn't know."
Old Fu didn't ask any more questions, and said, "It would be good to see the child."
Rong Shu hummed in agreement.
She followed Mr. Fu out of the study.
We arrived at the living room.
The moment Sheng Meijing saw Rong Shu while sitting on the sofa, her pupils widened in disbelief. She then jumped off the sofa, her eyes filled with surprise, and ran towards Rong Shu, calling out, "Auntie Evelynn!"
Sheng Meijing hugged her waist tightly, her eyes full of joy, and said, "That's great, Aunt Evelynn, we meet again. I'm so glad Dad brought me to see Grandpa Fu today."
Rong Shu reached out and stroked Sheng Meijing's head, smiling gently, and said, "Yes, we meet again."
When Old Fu looked at Sheng Meijing, his eyes were full of satisfaction.
He looked at Sheng Tingchen.
"Grandpa Fu".
Sheng Tingchen called out respectfully.
Old Master Fu walked towards the sofa and said, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
Sheng Tingchen said, "It's a last-minute arrangement. I have an urgent business trip tomorrow, so I brought Meimei here first to give you a gift. I won't be able to come and celebrate your birthday tomorrow."
Old Fu nodded, gesturing for him to sit down, "Work is the most important thing."
Nowadays, Mr. Fu's attitude towards Sheng Tingchen has become much gentler.
He truly fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, and Meimei was raised very well by him.
Sheng Tingchen took the gift out of the painting box; it was a scroll painting, which he then unwrapped.
Rong Shu took Mei Mei's hand and walked forward. When she saw the painting that Sheng Tingchen had opened, she was completely stunned.
This is the ink painting she had arranged to be photographed last night.
Therefore, her competitor is Sheng Tingchen.
Rong Shu couldn't help but sneer inwardly; she and Sheng Tingchen were truly destined to be enemies.
"What are your thoughts on this painting, Miss Evelynn?"
Rong Shu paused for a moment, then looked up to meet the man's eyes that were fixed on her. She naturally composed herself and replied, "I dare not offer any opinions on Master Fang Bai's paintings."
Old Master Fu said to the butler, "Put the painting away properly!" Then, he said to Sheng Tingchen, "Tingchen, thank you for your thoughtfulness."
Sheng Tingchen said, "I'm glad Grandpa Fu likes it."
At this time.
Madam Fu, Fu Nannan, came in.
"Meijing!"
Fu Nannan saw Sheng Meijing and quickly walked forward.
Ten-year-old Fu Nannan is already nearly 1.6 meters tall. She has grown into a graceful young woman with a distinctive oval face, a high ponytail, and a charming appearance.
"Sister Nannan."
Sheng Meijing came here today mainly to play with Fu Nannan.
Fu Nannan is going to take Sheng Meijing out to play; she has raised a lot of beautiful little fish.
Suddenly, Sheng Meijing grabbed Rong Shu's hand, tilted her head up to look at her with expectant eyes, and said, "Auntie Evelynn, will you come play with us?"
Before Rong Shu could say anything, Old Master Fu said, "Go ahead, it's not too late to leave after lunch."
Rong Shu had no choice but to agree.
Sheng Meijing happily pulled Rong Shu outside.
Madam Fu sent someone to keep an eye on things.
After everyone left.
Sheng Tingchen asked, "Does Grandpa Fu know Evelynn?"