Elder Zhang turned to look at Si lui. “A Lui, this calligraphy piece was left behind by President Yu?”
Si lui nodded. “Yes.”
Elder Zhang rubbed his chin in puzzlement. “When did this old man Yu’s taste become so low?”
Low Taste?
Si lui creased his brows and continued, “I heard that someone once spent 100,000 yuan to buy this calligraphy piece from President Yu, but President Yu didn’t agree.”
This was also a counterattack against elder Zhang’s words.
It was clear that elder Zhang didn’t know how to appreciate it.
If his taste was really low, why would someone spend 100,000 yuan to buy it?
“100,000 yuan?”Elder zhang said in surprise, “Is this person blind?”
Si Lu maintained his smile and tried his best to control the anger in his heart. “Perhaps everyone has different eyes.”