Although Xu Fu was a master of calligraphy and painting, who would pass up money?
Therefore, Xu Fu eventually indulged and tacitly approved of this matter!
This was also why, earlier, it was clearly his security captain's fault.
Xu Fu pretended not to know, didn't mention it at all, and directly questioned Ye Fei about the reason for hitting someone!
However, Xu Fu never expected that it was precisely because of his distortion of facts that he would be irrecoverably ruined!
He regretted it!
He hated it!
But at this moment, regret was clearly too late!
This beast had ruined his life! Ruined his life!
No!
This matter absolutely could not be let go like this!
He wanted revenge, he wanted vengeance!
Xu Fu sat there in a daze for a while. After half an hour, he got up from the ground.
His eyes filled with malice as he glanced towards the hotel, then turned and left!
Meanwhile, after Ye Fei arrived at the hotel, Elder Mo didn't waste any more words and immediately began preparing the calligraphy and painting for Ye Fei!
After briefly inquiring about the requirements, he immediately had people prepare the best brushes, ink, and Xuan paper, and began his work.
Around them, celebrities from Jiangdong's calligraphy and painting circles were all helping out!
It was not often that Elder Mo personally took action, so this was a good opportunity to learn his techniques!
"Elder Mo is indeed a patriarch from the capital! This calligraphy and painting is simply lifelike and wondrous!"
"Exactly! Even compared to the calligraphy and painting masters of ancient times, it is no less inferior!"
A group of people watched Elder Mo write and paint, and they immediately praised him effusively.
Ye Fei watched, feeling quite speechless.
Could these sycophants really say such things with a clear conscience?
After an unknown amount of time, the calligraphy and painting was completed.
Elder Mo looked at it twice and felt very satisfied!
Then, he nodded. After it had dried, he quickly picked it up and brought it to Ye Fei, saying, "Little divine doctor, what do you think?"
"It's alright, passable."
Ye Fei glanced at it. To be honest, with his discerning eye, he was still somewhat dissatisfied.
However, this was, after all, a masterpiece that Elder Mo had poured a lot of effort into, so Ye Fei did not completely negate it!
"Little divine doctor, are you not entirely satisfied?"
Elder Mo was sharp and could clearly tell from Ye Fei's tone that he was not satisfied!
"Since Elder Mo asks, then I will be direct. I am somewhat dissatisfied; it is much worse than I had expected."
Ye Fei glanced at Elder Mo and said.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The people present would have been fine if they hadn't heard Ye Fei's words, but as soon as they heard them, their expressions changed on the spot.
"It's much worse than he expected? What kind of discerning eye is that?"
"What is Elder Mo's status? Let alone Jiangdong, even in the capital, he is a patriarch-level figure!"
Yet, such a work by a renowned master was considered merely acceptable in Ye Fei's eyes?
At this moment, everyone's hearts immediately stirred with displeasure.
Although Ye Fei's background was grand, and even Elder Mo treated him with respect, it did not dampen their inner displeasure.
"Alas! I am ashamed, I am ashamed. You have made a fool of me, little divine doctor. I haven't picked up a brush in a long time, and my artistic conception has declined quite a bit."
"How about this, little divine doctor, if you think it's okay, give me a few days, and I will write another one and send it to you?"
Elder Mo's gaze fell upon Ye Fei, and he did not get angry because of Ye Fei's words.
"Brother Ye Fei, I don't like what you're saying. Your medical skills are undoubtedly unparalleled; no one in the world can surpass you."
"But in terms of calligraphy and painting, you are not yet qualified to evaluate Elder Mo."
"In my opinion, Elder Mo's calligraphy and painting is already very impressive. Both the brushwork and artistic conception have reached a very high level."
"Yet you say it's just average. I, as a sister, do not agree."
At this moment, Sister Hong's gaze fell on Ye Fei, and she immediately spoke.
"Sister Hong, what's wrong? I'm just speaking the truth, and you're unhappy?"
Ye Fei glanced at Sister Hong and grumbled dissatisfiedly.
In fact, this could also be understood.
After all, Elder Mo was someone the Nine Dragon Chamber of Commerce had gone to great lengths to invite from the capital.
When such a patriarch-level figure in the calligraphy and painting world was negated by a single sentence from Ye Fei, how could they be happy?
"It's not that I'm unhappy. Since you say so, then you write one yourself. If you can write one whose artistic conception and brushwork surpass Elder Mo's, then I, as a sister, will admit you are capable."
Sister Hong was also getting a bit angry.
Elder Mo, or others present, dared not escalate the conflict with Ye Fei and said nothing.
But she was different. She knew Ye Fei well and treated him as a younger brother, so she spoke her mind directly.
"Forget it, forget it."
Ye Fei glanced at Sister Hong, then at Elder Mo, and waved his hand.
"What's wrong? Scared? You were just bragging, what else are you still saying?"
Seeing Ye Fei back down, Sister Hong immediately rolled her eyes at Ye Fei and said.
"Hey, hey, hey! What do you mean I'm scared? I'm afraid of embarrassing you, embarrassing Elder Mo, and leaving you no room to maneuver!"
"Do you know that I'm giving you an opportunity to save face?"
Ye Fei glanced at Sister Hong and grumbled dissatisfiedly.
"Afraid of embarrassing us?"
Sister Hong's expression froze, and she widened her eyes at Ye Fei.
"You truly are confident, you little rascal! Come, come, Sister will stand here and beg you to embarrass us, beg you to embarrass us!"
Sister Hong also became spirited, directly speaking to Ye Fei.
Then, without waiting for Ye Fei to speak, she directly dragged Ye Fei to the table where the brushes, ink, and Xuan paper were placed, urging Ye Fei to show off his skills!
"..."
Ye Fei was fine until he saw this. But as soon as he saw it, he was instantly speechless.
"Sister Hong, I really don't want to embarrass you. Otherwise... I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it later..."
"Look, it's good for everyone to have a meal and be harmonious... How about we just let it go?"
Ye Fei raised his head and looked at Sister Hong with a wry smile.
At this moment, Ye Fei knew his standards were a bit too high.
But there was no other way, his own capabilities dictated it!
"We can't just let it go. You little scoundrel, you bragged in front of everyone and even looked down on Elder Mo like this. I can't pretend nothing happened."
Sister Hong immediately interrupted Ye Fei and said.
"..."
Seeing Sister Hong like this, Ye Fei, who had initially wanted to say something, swallowed the words back.
"Alas! It's hard to be a good person!"
Then, Ye Fei shook his head and, without further ado, picked up the brush and began to write.
Beside him, a group of people watched.
Ye Fei's movements were quick, and he exuded an aura of grandeur.
At first, as Sister Hong watched Ye Fei, she was somewhat shocked.
Because Ye Fei's demeanor and movements were completely that of a master!
Even more so than Elder Mo's writing earlier, it gave a more shocking feeling!
Could it be that this little rascal was truly a master of calligraphy and painting?
At this moment, Sister Hong couldn't help but harbor some doubt.
However, after thinking for a long time, she found no answer.
However, when Sister Hong's gaze fell upon Ye Fei's work, she immediately burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Brother Ye Fei, are you here to make a joke?"
Sister Hong looked at Ye Fei, tears streaming down her face from laughter.
"This is like scribbling. I can't even bear to look at it, and you dare to compare yourself to Elder Mo?"
Sister Hong looked at Ye Fei and said this.
As Sister Hong was mocking Ye Fei, Elder Mo and others were also watching.
After looking for a while, the masters from Jiangdong immediately shook their heads!
Because in their opinion, Ye Fei's free-flowing calligraphy and painting truly resembled scribbling.
They couldn't bear to look at it!
Compared to Elder Mo's work, it was like the difference between heaven and earth!
The gap was too huge!
However, Elder Mo's eyes widened, and he stared intently at the calligraphy and painting Ye Fei had written.
At first, he was merely watching, but later, the expression on Elder Mo's face became agitated.
"Huh? Elder Mo, what's wrong? Why are you so excited?"