Long Junchen completely ignored Feng Xiucheng's contemptuous gaze and ridiculed the people around him with disdain.

He gently took out his cell phone from his pocket, flipped through the address book, found Brother Jianguo's number, and dialed it gently.

Soon, the phone rang, and Long Junchen chuckled and said, "Hey, is it Brother Jianguo?"

"Wan, Wan, Wan, Wan dragon, it, the king. Are you looking for me?" Liang Jianguo's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone, like a rabbit with a tail stepped on, trembling.

"Hey, I've said it many times, just call me Jun Chen, it's nothing big. Are you in Qingshan Town now?"

"Here, I'm sketching here, you?" Liang Jianguo asked tentatively. He didn't dare to neglect this young man at all.

"Oh, I found a painting of yours here. I feel that the craftsmanship is a bit rough. Why, have you retreated?"

Long Junchen said with a smile while looking at the picture of snow-covered flowers.

"That, Jun, Jun Chen." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little stiff, obviously I was not used to the name "Jun Chen".

That's the King of Ten Thousand Dragons. Liang Jianguo doesn't have the qualifications to call this name.

However, since the King of Ten Thousand Dragons had ordered this, he had to bite the bullet and follow the action.

"Jun Chen, are you in Qingshan Town too?" Liang Jianguo said hesitantly.

"Yes, come here and sit down. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's take a look at your craftsmanship if you don't have a good time."

Long Junchen hung up the phone with a smile, and then sent the address of Situ Lingling's family to Liang Jianguo.

After doing all this, Long Junchen moved his muscles very elegantly and looked at everyone with a smile.

"You, don't be bluffing there!" Feng Xiucheng stood up and sneered and shouted.

"That's right, there are so many people in the world called Jianguo. Do you want to take the blame if you call one of them?"

"A yellow-haired boy who wants to climb Liang Jianguo is a fool?"

"Do you think we have never met Liang Jianguo? His posters are everywhere, and he often appears on TV shows. Don't even think about asking someone to pretend to be garlic."

Long Junchen ignored the fingers and points of the people around him, leaned calmly on the back of the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, looking calm and calm, sitting still.

"Boy, if you are fine, don't mess around here. My daughter can't be with you."

Situ Yunnuo saw Feng Xiucheng angry, fearing that he would not marry his daughter by then, and their family would be over.

When Situ Yunnuo heard Situ’s lips squirmed, Situ Lingling’s lips squirmed, but she didn’t say anything after all.

Feng Xiucheng stepped forward, pointed at Long Junchen's nose, and said viciously: "Boy, if you can't call Liang Jianguo today, I will give you your skin..."

"Who is calling my name?" Suddenly, an old but thick voice came from outside the door, and a majestic old man walked in from outside.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were bright and bright. A cold light shot straight at Feng Xiucheng who had just called him.

Everyone has seen this face, Liang Jianguo, the number one national player in the calligraphy and painting industry in China, who would not know this?

Everyone was stunned by the fact that such a sensational figure from all over the country would come to such an inconspicuous Qingshan Town.

Before Feng Xiucheng could finish his vicious words, he was frozen in place like petrification.

"Liang, Mr. Liang, what are you?" Feng Xiucheng was about to say a few nice words to flatter him.

But he found that Liang Jianguo didn't even look at everyone, and walked straight to Long Junchen, and said with a haha:

"That ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand dragons." Liang Jianguo said halfway, Long Junchen glared at him. After all, the Dragon Walker is a mysterious organization, and the King of Ten Thousand Dragons is the most mysterious and noble title. He doesn't want to be exposed casually.

Although Liang Jianguo was a little older, his mind was still very good. He could guess what Long Junchen had in mind.

Liang Jianguo immediately changed his words, "Oh, Brother Jun Chen, why are you here too? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yes, I found that you are not as good at painting recently as you are on the show?"

Long Junchen asked directly without considering Liang Jianguo's identity as a national player.

Everyone present was stunned when they heard Long Junchen's unrestrained words. Feng Xiucheng sneered, "Hmph, a guy who is neither big nor small. Mr. Liang, don't mind, this bastard..."

Before Feng Xiucheng's bullshit words were finished, Liang Jianguo laughed awkwardly, "Oh, Brother Jun Chen criticized that if you hadn't been giving me some advice, I would not have achieved what I am today."

ah?!

Everyone was stunned. Long Junchen gave some advice to Master Liang Jianguo? What is this situation? Could it be that Long Junchen is also a master in the calligraphy and painting world?

"Okay, Brother Jianguo, please help me see this painting. Is it yours?" Long Junchen changed his mind, pointed to the snow-covered flower picture in Feng Xiucheng's hand, and asked with a teasing question.

Liang Jianguo did not dare to neglect the orders of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons, and quickly looked at the painting seriously. Soon, he said firmly: "This painting is certainly not what I painted. How could such a tender pen be used by myself!"

"Oh?!" Long Junchen raised his eyebrows, suddenly looked at Feng Xiucheng, and said incisively: "But someone seemed to say that this was drawn by you by yourself?"

Feng Xiucheng's mouth twitched, and his old face couldn't hold back. He looked like an eggplant caused by frost. He thought it would be easy to deceive the farmers who were arable land in this painting.

No matter how bad he was, he just asked a master of calligraphy and painting in Qingshan Town to give him some money to appraise, and he would be able to get Situ Lingling.

He never expected that Long Junchen would actually invite Liang Jianguo over.

Liang Jianguo also noticed Feng Xiucheng, "You are Feng Tianbo's son?"

"Yes, yes, I..." Feng Xiucheng thought Liang Jianguo and his father were old friends and just wanted to say something nice.

Liang Jianguo directly interrupted him, "If you give birth to such a useless son, your cooperation with my Shenglong Company can be cancelled."

"Ah, don't!" Feng Xiucheng finally panicked. My father talked about this cooperation for a long time and attached great importance to it. Shenglong Company is one of the best leading companies in China.

Their Feng family can speak well in Qingshan Town, but when they are in Shenzhou, they are just like ants.

His father is bound to win this cooperation. This is another chance for their family to become successful. Why did they pick up a girl by themselves and mess up such a big business?

Liang Jianguo hummed, raised his chin at Long Junchen, and said, "I listened to him in this matter, you told me that it is useless."

Feng Xiucheng looked at the boy next to him, and said that this guy had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He really regretted it in his heart, but now, what else can he do besides admitting his conscience?
Chapter completed!