Chapter 84: Sustainable Sheep-Feeling (Update 2)

Jiang Huaijing's eyes were sincere.

In his eyes, these Chengxintang papers were really worth far more than 500,000!

Sang Yian had a blank expression.

Rich man or something! So

annoying!

I will definitely fleece him next time!

Seeing her annoyance, Jiang Huaijing suppressed his smile. He dared not to provoke this princess again. Who knew how many good things she had in her hands!

If he teased her too much and she didn't sell the good things to him, the loss would be huge.

"Well, aren't you going to tell the master about this news?" Jiang Huaijing quickly changed the subject.

"Forget it."

"Why?" Jiang Huaijing was puzzled.

Sang Yian was very serious, "I am a considerate and good disciple."

Jiang Huaijing didn't understand, he even wondered if there was another explanation for being considerate.

Sang Yian continued, "How can I always think about taking advantage of my master?"

"Besides, taking advantage of the sheep requires methods and strategies. You have to give the sheep time to grow wool, otherwise what if they become bald?"

Jiang Huaijing: "..."

So in Sang Yian's eyes, he is also a fat sheep being taken advantage of?

Zhao Xuhuai and the others don't think they are fat sheep being taken advantage of at all. They are like they have found a treasure, and they are so happy on the way back.

I have the lost water-patterned paper, so I have to show it off!

On the way home, those who were quick had already filled in the nine-square grid and posted it on their Moments. They were talking about Liang Yongdong, Chairman Liang.

[Liang Yongdong: My biggest luck this year was getting the long-lost water-grained paper! I feel like my calligraphy has been elevated to a higher level.]

Below is a 9-grid photo, including the decoration of the small supermarket, the shelves, and even the little parrot with the payment code, but the water-grained paper firmly occupies the center position of the 9-grid.

Liang Yongdong is the president of the Calligraphy Association. Most of his friends are members of the association, and there are also some old friends who have known each other for many years, some well-known calligraphy masters, and Chinese painting masters.

In general, his network of contacts is very wide. As soon as

this circle of friends was posted, Liang Yongdong immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, and the number of message notifications at the top of the circle of friends soared.

Liang Yongdong did not reply to any of them. He watched more and more people leave comments for him, and watched the numbers keep rising. He was grinning so hard that his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

Some people were impatient and sent him WeChat messages directly when he did not respond to the comments. They all asked him where he bought it.

No one asked if it was real or fake.

People in the circle all knew that the watermark paper was exhibited at the non-heritage exhibition. Not only did they know, but many people went to the exhibition in person just to take a look and confirm whether it was really the watermark paper that had been discontinued and lost.

This watermark paper can appear at the non-heritage exhibition, and naturally it can also appear in other places. It is not surprising that it can be bought.

Liang Yongdong's WeChat notification tone is built-in to the system. Since he posted a circle of friends showing off, his phone has not rested.

It takes an hour to drive from the small supermarket to his home, and the message alert sound has been ringing for an hour.

If the mobile phone could talk, it would definitely say: "Let the child rest, your throat is smoking, and the life of the mobile phone is also a life."

Liang Yongdong listened to the ding-dong notification sound, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the door with the water-grained paper he just bought today.

Then, he found that the downstairs of his building was a little too lively.

He even deliberately glanced at his watch. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not so early to dance in the square.

Besides, the square dance venue was not here.

He was wondering what these people were doing standing here, and then he saw a familiar face, and this familiar face was still walking towards him.

When he took a closer look, the person next to him also looked familiar. He suddenly had a bad feeling and subconsciously held the watermark paper in his hand tightly.

A man about the same age as Liang Yongdong walked over first, "Lao Liang! Are you blocked by me? I told you to hide?"

"Don't you think you are immoral? You posted a circle of friends, showed off for a while, and then disappeared. I was so anxious!"

"That's right! How could you do this? Look at how many WeChat messages I have sent you? Is it so difficult for you to reply to a WeChat message?"

...

Liang Yongdong was surrounded downstairs of his own building. Less than 20 meters away from the gate of the building, he was surrounded by a group of old classmates, old friends, and good brothers.

Everyone fiercely criticized Liang Yongdong for showing off and then not caring about his old friend's life.

After being criticized by everyone, Liang Yongdong finally entered the house.

"Where did you buy this water-grained paper?"

People were standing or sitting, crowding the living room. After drinking tea, someone finally asked the real question.

Liang Yongdong did not hide it, "A small supermarket."

Someone didn't believe it, "I say you've said enough! You are 50 years old, can you be a little more decent when you speak? Brother, I drove here from the company on duty just for this watermark paper!"

Liang Yongdong was helpless, "It's really a small supermarket."

"Your supermarket sells the lost watermark paper? Aren't supermarkets places for selling daily necessities? Even if I don't go to the supermarket on weekdays, you can't fool me like this, right?"

"Am I still the brother who slept on the bunk above you? Is it so difficult for you to tell the truth?"

Another person complained helplessly.

Liang Yongdong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm really wronged. Even Dou E is not as wronged as me!"

"I really bought it in a small supermarket. Why would I lie to you?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Lao Zhao, Lao Luo, Lao Tang, and Professor Huang. There are also several members of the association. You can ask them in the group."

He counted on his fingers and said the names of the people in the circle who went to the small supermarket together today.

Then, everyone's expression was wrong.

"So many people have gone, is there any water-grained paper left in the small supermarket?" someone asked nervously.

Liang Yongdong kept his mouth shut. Not only was there no water-grained paper left, but in the end he was dragged into the water by Zhao Xuhuai and a portion of it was given to the three members.

Everyone looked at it and wondered what they didn't understand.

Everyone was a little disappointed. Those who came to Liang Yongdong's house to block him because of a piece of news must have wanted water-grained paper very much.

Suddenly, someone raised his hand and patted Liang Yongdong on the shoulder. It was the brother who slept on his upper bunk when he was in college.

He looked very sincere, "Lao Liang, thank you so much this time. You have worked hard. You are really my good brother!"

Liang Yongdong didn't react for a while. What do you mean?

That's not what you said just now.