Huadu Agent

Yu Fang is 36 years old this year. He took a wife last year who is 13 years younger than him. He got married last year. This year his wife is pregnant. It has been five months now. His belly is getting bigger. Mai does housework at home.

Although Yu Fang lives in the countryside, he does not farm or farm like other villagers, but he still lives in a three-story small building built by himself, and the interior decoration is quite luxurious. In the whole West Village, his family He is the richest. The fish pond in the village has always been contracted by his family. This fish pond can bring him an income of 10,000+ every year.

However, this annual income of 10,000+ is not enough to make Yu Fang rich and wealthy, so that he can afford millions of dollars in luxury cars and tens of thousands of dollars in watches. It is all due to his profession, that is The head of West Village.

In the surrounding villages, when mentioning West Village, the first thing that comes to mind is Yu Fang. Everyone within a few miles knows that although this Yu Fang is the village head, his methods and means of doing things are no different from those of bandits and ruffians. The area is close to the urban area, and many businessmen want to occupy the land here to build factories and contract projects. Yu Fang took advantage of his position to trap a lot of businessmen's money.

In the past, when many associations competed for Xishan, Yu Fang brought his villagers to participate in the association battles. They went to the Rush not to fight for Xishan, but to help other associations. That association gave them money and hired them. Contribute to any community.

Yu Fang led the young men in the village, armed with machetes, and fought against the underworld associations, tempering his gangster spirit. Although, in the end, Xishan was not successfully acquired by any association, but Yu Fang relied on following Other associations worked as mercenaries and made a lot of money. Those young lads who went out to fight with him lost blood and were injured, but they basically didn't get any benefits. At most, they went to a restaurant to eat together meal.

The young people in this village are all simple-minded. They think that it is a great honor to eat and do things with Yu Fang. They all think that if they follow Yu Fang, they can eat well and drink spicy food. , They will do whatever Yu Fang says. They have always followed Yu Fang blindly like this. They have never really seen the essence of this village chief. In fact, the village chief is using these young people to deceive Money, the blood of capitalists and laborers, Yu Fang, squeezed the blood and even life of his own villagers.

Yu Fang now drives a Mercedes-Benz e200 every day. He is well dressed, with a suit and leather shoes, and his head is parted. Around his neck, there is a gold chain as thick as a little finger. He bought this necklace for more than 5 yuan. I bought it in a temple when I was traveling in a scenic spot.

The old monk said that this is not just as simple as a gold chain, but also that it was consecrated by the living Buddha. With it, you can turn bad luck into good fortune, heal the sick, and keep the safe. Even if you do bad things, you will not be struck by lightning.

At that time, when Yu Fang asked how much it was, the old monk said, "Rejoice as you like."

Rejoice is to let you give whatever you want, how much you give, depends on your heart, the more you give, the more effective this thing is, this is a trick that is used to show off and deceive people in temples in tourist areas.

Yu Fang took out one thousand from his wallet at that time, feeling that he was quite generous, the old monk didn't move his eyes, and he didn't let go of the gold quantum in his hand.

At this time, a spectator next to him was actually a nurse of the temple, and said: "I think you are also a rich man, you can't even see the gold chain, the market price of such a heavy gold quantum is too high." It’s worth [-] to [-] yuan, plus it was consecrated by the Living Buddha of this temple, and the magic power is boundless. If you give the previous one yuan, you will really defile the Buddhadharma. Master, I will give you [-] yuan. Give me this. "Kang Ke said, and he was about to pay.

At that time, there were already many people onlookers, some purely tourists watching the excitement, and some nurses in the temple, no matter whether they were pure onlookers or the nurses in the temple, they were all pointing there, and there were different opinions.

Although I couldn't hear other people's comments, Yu Fang still felt a little ashamed. Indeed, this is a gold chain. It is so heavy. It would cost thirty to fifty thousand at least if it was sold in a shopping mall. He quickly said, "I'll pay thirty thousand. , I will decide on this, "

"I... I am forty thousand," said the spectator.

"Crap, I'll pay [-] yuan and draw the card," Yu Fang said, taking out his bank card and pushing the child aside.

At this time, the old monk hurriedly said: "Give the sacred object to someone with predestined relationship. This benefactor, you have a predestined relationship with this sacred object. Then, I will definitely not give it to others. This, please go home."

The temples are very modern now, even though they are located in the mountains, but there are still POS machines, which are machines for transferring money by bank card. Yu Fang swipes the card, transfers 5 yuan, and then takes the gold chain, happily.

Let the little lover in his arms say flatteringly: "Brother Fang is really rich, really rich,"

"Of course. Besides, it's not a matter of money or not. It's a matter of intention. Besides, the market price of this gold chain is [-] to [-]. It's so worth it, so worth it,"

When returning home from the trip, Yu Fang carried this gold chain with him every day, whether he was going to bed or taking a shower with his butt naked, he always carried such a heavy iron chain.

It was hot in summer and she often sweated. One day, her wife said, "Yu Fang, why is your neck so shiny? Is your gold chain faded?"

"Fart, this is gold, I bought it for 5 yuan, it's real gold and silver, why does it fade?"

Yu Fang said so at the time, but when he looked in the mirror when he was washing his face, it was indeed very obvious that there were gold marks around his neck. At this time, he took off the gold chain and looked carefully over and over again. Dumbfounded, the gold quantum has really faded, and the place where it often touches meat has green rust.

For 5 yuan, I bought a string of iron chains. It is not shameful to spread the news, but he kept saying to Wang Wang that this is a Buddhist sacred object and cannot be picked. Don’t look at its surface value. It is consecrated by the Living Buddha. Sacred objects, take him with you, turn danger into fortune.

With this gold chain, Yu Fang turned a bad luck into a good luck indeed. He did so many evil things, and he was never struck by lightning once during the thunderstorm.

One day, Yu Fang was fiddling with his gold chain on the cool chair in the yard. His wife brought him tea, and when pouring it for him, she accidentally spilled it on his hand, scalding him, and Yu Fang slapped it. The son turned his face, kicked his pregnant wife to the ground, and cursed: "Fuck, you can't even pour tea, why should I support you..."