When Qin Mo arrived, Grandpa Zhao bowed deeply to him and said, "Mr. Qin, I welcome you. Please forgive me."
This bow made the whole banquet quiet.
The guests were stunned.
Grandpa Zhao in Longshi bowed to someone?
Beside him, Liu Qiang's smile froze instantly.
He was like a deflated ball and stood there in a daze, completely dumbfounded.
Wasn't Qin Mo a waiter?
Why did Grandpa Zhao bow to him?
The lobby manager beside him was sweating profusely, realizing that he had made a mistake.
Qin Mo sipped a glass of red wine calmly and said, "It doesn't matter."
Grandpa Zhao turned around and pointed at Liu Qiang and his people, "Mr. Qin is my honored guest. Whoever disrespects Mr. Qin is disrespecting me! Even if you are Liu Fen's grandson, I won't tolerate your behavior!"
His words were extremely stern.
Liu Qiang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and trembled.
He had already become as cowardly as a dog.
He didn't understand why Grandpa Zhao respected Qin Mo so much.
There was indeed a difference in status between people...
At this time, Qin Mo stepped on Liu Qiang's foot.
Then, Grandpa Zhao just greeted the hotel owner and said that the lobby manager's business ability was not good, and he was instantly fired.
The lobby manager slumped on the ground, knowing that he had chosen the wrong side and ruined his career.
Qin Mo was respectfully invited to his seat by Grandpa Zhao, while Liu Qiang was left aside.
Although the Zhao and Liu families had a relationship, Grandpa Zhao would not show mercy to Liu Qiang after he spilled red wine on Mr. Qin.
The guests looked at Qin Mo from time to time, speculating about his identity.
There were also some socialites who wanted to talk to Qin Mo, thinking that someone who could be treated so courteously by Grandpa Zhao must have an extraordinary background.
Liu Qiang curled up in a corner and was ignored.
He stared at Qin Mo, full of jealousy.
After the dinner, the big shots in Longshi took out their precious gifts.
There were coral, longevity stones, and treasures...
Grandpa Zhao looked at them one by one, but there was no joy on his face.
These things were enough for him, but he wasn't particularly excited.
At this time, Liu Qiang stood up, unfolded a painting, and said proudly, "This is a gift from my grandfather to Grandpa Zhao."
"Grandpa Liu's handwriting! Grandpa Liu and Grandpa Zhao are indeed good friends!"
"This painting looks much better than what Grandpa Liu usually paints. It's a hundred times better!"
"A heroic swordsman, with a heroic spirit. I seem to be on the scene."
The guests gathered around the ink painting and praised it one after another.
Grandpa Zhao also laughed when he saw the painting and seemed to like it very much.
Seeing this ink painting, Qin Mo frowned slightly.
This painting was what he had helped Grandpa Liu modify in the courtyard.
The people in the painting were also his acquaintances.
The heroic swordsman, unexpectedly, Grandpa Liu was Liu Qiang's grandfather.
Liu Qiang, who had been ignored just now, became anxious.
He thought he could show off with his grandfather's painting.
"You don't know! The people in this painting also have a story!" Liu Qiang said excitedly.
The guests all looked at him, and Grandpa Zhao was also curious.
Did the swordsman in the painting have a story?
"My grandfather said that in the courtyard, he happened to meet a heroic swordsman. He held a sword and fought against the disciples of the Tiger Fist Gym. He was not inferior at all. With one person and one sword, a fallen leaf, he actually made the disciples of the Tiger Fist Gym flee in panic. What a heroic manner!" Liu Qiang boasted, as if he were the person in the painting.
Liu Qiang heard his grandfather tell this story and admired the swordsman very much.
When he told the guests, his face was full of worship.
Liu Qiang became more and more excited and almost boasted the swordsman in the painting to be a sword fairy.
Finally, he looked at Qin Mo, "Qin Mo, isn't this person much more powerful than you?"
At the stadium, Liu Qiang had always been brooding over the fact that Qin Mo had taken his limelight.
Now that he had such a painting of a heroic swordsman, he wanted to suppress Qin Mo and force Qin Mo to admit that he was not as good as the swordsman in the painting, so as to dampen Qin Mo's spirit.
Qin Mo sipped a glass of red wine and said faintly, "Well, he is more powerful than me."
Seeing Qin Mo admit it, Liu Qiang couldn't help laughing, and the guests also praised him.
If they could see the swordsman in the painting, it would be great.
"Qin Mo, don't you have a gift for Grandpa Zhao?" Liu Qiang said.
Grandpa Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Qin doesn't need my gift."
"Grandpa Zhao," Liu Qiang said.
"In the past, whoever came to your dinner without a gift? Qin Mo, you are disrespecting Grandpa Zhao like this!" Liu Qiang tried to persuade.
He just wanted to make Qin Mo look bad in front of the guests.
The guests also thought Liu Qiang was right and nodded in praise.
Qin Mo sipped the red wine calmly and said, "I gave him a prescription. Isn't that enough?"
As soon as he said this, everyone at the scene was stunned!
Even a fool could understand that Grandpa Zhao's illness was cured by this prescription!
No wonder Grandpa Zhao respected him so much. It turned out to be like this!
Liu Qiang was speechless.
He felt as if he had slapped himself.
If he hadn't said so much, he might not have been so embarrassed today.
But he just wanted to compete with Qin Mo, and now Qin Mo had become the focus of the dinner.
Liu Qiang was still unconvinced and continued, "Hmph! My grandfather's painting is priceless. What can you compare with it?"
Qin Mo glanced at him faintly and said, "The gifts your grandfather gave were guided by me. You have nothing to show off."
What?
It was simply a series of bombshells!
At this time, the guests burst into laughter.
Qin Mo's words were really unexpected.
No one could believe Qin Mo's words, not even Grandpa Zhao.
The guests present were all people with status in Longshi.
They all knew how powerful Grandpa Liu's ink paintings were.
In the entire Huaxia Province, he was also a top-notch existence.
A hairy boy dared to say that he had guided Grandpa Liu's works.
It was like a child saying that he could be compared to Xu Beihong, which made people feel ridiculous.
Liu Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed angrily, "Qin Mo, you probably don't know my grandfather's position in the painting circle in Longshi, yet you dare to talk nonsense here!"
Grandpa Zhao also said, "Could it be that Mr. Qin made a mistake? Liu Fen is an art master in Longshi."
The others didn't believe Qin Mo's words at all.
They only thought Qin Mo was talking big.
Liu Qiang's mouth was wide open in disbelief.
Qin Mo was asking for humiliation and even said that he had guided his grandfather's works?
He wasn't even worthy to carry his grandfather's shoes!
"Qin Mo, my grandfather is coming. You must apologize to him!" Liu Qiang said angrily.
He finally had the upper hand over Qin Mo.
The guests' impression of Qin Mo was greatly discounted.
They thought that a boastful young man was not worth making deep friends with.
Therefore, Qin Mo was left in the corner by the others.
The guests were admiring the painting given by Grandpa Liu, one by one expressing their amazement.
The heroic swordsman was an excellent painting.
Qin Mo was also quite at ease, drinking red wine quietly in the corner.
After a while, Grandpa Liu arrived in a hurry.
As soon as he came, he hugged Grandpa Zhao.
The two old friends hadn't seen each other for a long time.
The guests gathered around.
These people were all big shots in Longshi, and everyone wanted to have a good chat.
"Grandpa, just now someone said that your painting was not good. Do you think it's right?" Liu Qiang didn't want to miss the opportunity to humiliate Qin Mo and said to his grandfather.
"Oh? Who is so bold?" Grandpa Liu asked very curiously.
He was a big shot in the art circle in Longshi.
There was actually someone who dared to criticize his works.
He wanted to see who it was.
The guests were also very curious and wanted to see who the bold young man was just now.
He was so unrepentant that he seemed quite suitable to be an actor.
Grandpa Liu was originally angry.
He thought that some ignorant people were just trying to get some fame.
Following his grandson's guidance, Grandpa Liu looked over and shouted at Qin Mo, "Young man, raise your head. I want to see who you are!"
"I'm Qin Mo." Qin Mo slowly raised his head and looked at Grandpa Liu calmly.