Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1521 - 1495: You Asked for It

Wu Tong said with a mocking look on his face.

"Kid, I advise you not to humiliate yourself here. You’re just a delivery guy, you’ve never even learned calligraphy, and yet you dare pick up a brush in front of me."

Seeing that Ye Chen ignored him, Wu Tong continued.

"How about this, if you really can write well, I’ll kneel and call you daddy. Otherwise, you have to do the same. How about it?"

Wu Tong was deliberately using a provocation. He knew that as a man, Ye Chen would definitely agree in front of Lin Shiyin.

Sure enough, just as he expected, Ye Chen smiled and said.

"You said it yourself. Don’t you dare regret it."

Hearing Ye Chen’s words, Wu Tong found it ridiculous. He felt the one who should regret it wasn’t him, but Ye Chen.

Lin Shiyin was also getting a bit anxious on the side. She’d seen Ye Chen’s handwriting before—honestly, even elementary school kids wrote better than him.

Hearing the Two People in front of her talk trash like this gave Lin Shiyin a headache.

She knew that whatever she said right now, neither Wu Tong nor Ye Chen would listen.

All Lin Shiyin could do was worry on the sidelines.

Don’t look at how Wu Tong has chased her for so many years, followed her for so many years; at this moment Lin Shiyin was actually hoping Ye Chen would win.

But calligraphy isn’t something you can just "decide to write well" and it’ll be good. She also felt Ye Chen was talking big.

If this were before, Ye Chen might have been guilty and unsure. But this time, he possessed the Calligraphy Mastery of the Two Wangs.

Writing characters to him now was simply a piece of cake.

After activating the Calligraphy Mastery of the Two Wangs, Ye Chen was like a completely different person.

At this moment, the brush in his hand seemed to come alive, actually leading his hand as it swept rapidly across the rice paper.

This left Ye Chen himself a little surprised.

The brush in his hand didn’t stop for even a moment; it flowed in one continuous motion.

Not only did it never pause, Ye Chen’s writing speed was extremely fast.

Seeing the scene before them, not only Lin Shiyin, even the previously arrogant Wu Tong was completely dumbfounded.

What Ye Chen was writing on the paper was Wang Xizhi’s Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection.

He only paused when dipping ink; the rest of the time, the brush in Ye Chen’s hand flew non-stop over the paper.

Wu Tong was already stupefied. His own calligraphy skills weren’t low, yet he still couldn’t write like this.

He also knew that to reach Ye Chen’s level, you couldn’t possibly achieve it without twenty or thirty years of grinding practice.

"No, this isn’t real. His writing before still looked like a dog scrawled it. How could he, in such a short time, reach such a high level of calligraphy? I don’t believe it. I do not believe it at all."

Wu Tong said with a face full of shock.

Lin Shiyin’s expression as she looked at Ye Chen was also filled with surprise.

She was very clear in her heart about what Ye Chen was writing—precisely because she knew, it shook her so deeply.

The main thing was Ye Chen’s script was practically identical to Wang Xizhi’s.

It was just too hard to believe.

It was as if Wang Xizhi himself had possessed Ye Chen’s body.

Anyone who’s walked the hard road of calligraphy practice has gone through the experience of copying the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection.

Lin Shiyin and Wu Tong were no exception. No matter how they tried, they could never reach Ye Chen’s level.

Ye Chen didn’t bother with the Two People’s shock, because only he knew what was going on.

Forget Lin Shiyin and Wu Tong—if it were Zhang Ming standing here, his jaw would be dropping in the same stunned way.

Under their astonished gazes, Ye Chen continued to write with no distractions.

Only when he finished the last character "wen" did Ye Chen put the brush down and let out a long breath.

After Ye Chen finished, Lin Shiyin forcefully suppressed her inner excitement and carefully looked it over once again from beginning to end.

Ye Chen also gazed at the shocked Wu Tong, his face full of mockery.

At this moment Wu Tong couldn’t even speak; he was still trapped in his own shock, unable to free himself.

"Mr. Ye, your calligraphy is truly of an extremely high level. I wonder... could you gift me this Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection?"

Lin Shiyin looked at Ye Chen with longing and asked.

She really, really wanted to own this piece.

"If you like it, take it. It’s not worth anything anyway, and I don’t have anywhere to hang it."

Ye Chen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Shiyin cradled the rice paper as if she’d obtained a treasure, excitement written all over her face.

Ye Chen turned his gaze to Wu Tong and asked with a grin.

"I remember you said earlier that if I could write well, you’d kneel and call me daddy. So in your eyes, are these characters good or bad?"

Hearing this, Wu Tong’s whole body shivered.

In his eyes, calling these characters "good" was far from enough—they were simply unsurpassable.

The characters before him were upright and fresh, "floating like clouds, twisting like startled dragons."

Wu Tong knew there were hardly any people in this world who could write like this.

This wasn’t just a question of "good" or "bad"—to those who understood, every single character here would be worth its weight in gold.

Totally unlike what Ye Chen said just now, that they weren’t worth anything.

Wu Tong seemed to suddenly realize something and abruptly roared.

"Kid, you’re playing me, aren’t you?"

At that, Ye Chen put on a slightly aggrieved expression and said.

"You and I didn’t even know each other before, and we’ve got no grudges between us. Why would I play you? You were the one insisting on betting with me. I really couldn’t help it."

Wu Tong was so angry at Ye Chen’s words that his lungs were about to explode.

He glared viciously at Ye Chen and said.

"Kid, just you wait."

With that, Wu Tong fled the place in a panic.

How could he possibly kneel to a delivery guy and call him daddy?

If word of that got out, how was he supposed to keep his face in Modu?

Not to mention, if his father ever found out, he’d definitely think he was a disgrace.

To keep his face from looking too bad, the only thing Wu Tong could think of was to leave here first.

The rest could be dealt with later.

Ye Chen watched Wu Tong’s retreating back with a cold sneer. He knew this guy had been pissed off to death by him.

Originally, he couldn’t be bothered to get into conflicts with these young masters from big families.

After all, the less trouble the better.

But if this guy dared to provoke him again, then Ye Chen definitely wouldn’t be polite anymore.

Lin Shiyin had no intention of caring about that guy Wu Tong. In fact, seeing him suffer and leave, she felt a bit happy inside.

With Wu Tong no longer here making trouble, Lin Shiyin looked at Ye Chen with pure worship in her eyes.

Ye Chen could see her feelings toward him changing just from her gaze.

At first, when she learned that the person Professor Zhang had asked her to find was just a delivery worker, she looked at Ye Chen with complete disdain.

When she saw Ye Chen playing the piano on stage, she’d already started to feel a bit surprised.

And now, after seeing this piece of calligraphy Ye Chen had written, her feelings for him were not just worship, but had a hint of budding affection.

Ye Chen definitely didn’t want this girl to fall for him because of this.

At this moment, he was deliberately keeping some distance from Lin Shiyin.