My Mr. Lou is Lemonade

Chapter 31 White-collar wage earners live better than the wife of the richest man

As soon as Su Yuhan's voice fell, the surrounding reporters made outright mocking noises.

What precious things can an unfavored wealthy wife produce!

Many reporters began to broadcast live on major platforms with ill intentions.Of course, many of these people were hired by the Lin family at a high price, and they didn't feel that it was for the sake of the downstairs family.

After all, a long time ago, Lou's PR, who represented Lou Yaoyun's attitude, had communicated with the media in private. There was no need to hide the negative reports about Su Yuhan, otherwise Su Yuhan would not have been on so many hot searches.

Soon, the pot exploded on Weibo.

[Explosive urine!Explosive urine!Su Yuhan doesn't even have a private car under his name. 】

[Su Yuhan travels on weekdays by Didi. 】

[The Lou family did not assign bodyguards and drivers to Su Yuhan at all. 】

The whistleblower spoke convincingly and listed the evidence from Chexing.com.

[I didn't expect that the wealthy wife lived like this! 】

[It's so pitiful!I feel sorry for Su Yuhan for three seconds! 】

[Working for three years, a white-collar working class, with a car of 8 yuan, living better than the wife of the richest man. 】

……

Lou Yaoyun looked at the barrage and comments, his complexion became serious.

The live broadcast camera turned to the scene of Hanshan Temple.

The mountains are full of lush, misty clouds.

With long guns and short guns at the scene, the reporters all held up their cameras and aimed at Su Yuhan as if they had been shot with chicken blood.

Su Yuhan clasped his hands together and bowed to the host of Hanshan Temple, "I wonder if I can ask the host for a table where I can write calligraphy?"

"Of course it can."

The abbot of Hanshan Temple is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and has always disliked these aggressive reporters.Seeing that Su Yuhan was in trouble, he naturally wanted to help her, so he immediately arranged for two monks to move a table suitable for Su Yuhan's height.

Su Yuhan took out a small bag from the mountaineering bag, which contained a small roll of rice paper, a big script writing brush, a small plate, a bottle of ink and four small stones.

Su Yuhan spread the rice paper on the platform, pressed the four corners with small stones, poured the ink into a small dish, opened the brush, and heard a reporter snort.

"Miss Su, where did you learn from? Is your calligraphy worth a thousand dollars? Who gave you this confidence?"

This female reporter is called Bai Lian, and she is an employee of the media under the Lin family. She came here with a mission, so her words were naturally harsh.

Su Yuhan raised his eyes, gave her a sharp look, picked up the pen again, and wrote two words on the rice paper grandly—Buddha Heart.

The posture of holding the pen is extremely correct, with a concentrated expression, and the power of the pen penetrates the back of the paper. It is vigorous and powerful, and it looks like a dragon.

At the end, Su Yuhan wrote his name and year on the lower right side of the calligraphy. The handwriting is so neat and correct that no one can find fault with it.

The moment Su Yuhan hung up his pen, he raised his head sharply, and looked sharply at the female reporter who asked the question just now: "Praying to the Buddha pays attention to sincerity. All the Buddhas are outside, and all dharmas are in the heart. A pious heart to worship the Buddha, isn't its value invaluable?" Estimate. You ask me how much calligraphy is worth, but I ask you how much a heart is worth?"

"Amitabha," said the abbot of Hanshan Temple, clasping his hands together in salutation, "the nature of the mind is the same. Therefore, it is said that the human mind becomes a Buddha by seeing the nature. , It is really rare to have such insight. This immeasurable donation was accepted by the poor monk, and he must be ordered to mount and hang it as a token of gratitude to the benefactor."

Originally, the farce should have ended here, but Bai Lian didn't want to expose it, the corners of his lips curled up, as if he had discovered some big secret, and suddenly he opened his mouth and said loudly.

"and many more."

　Su Yuhan's strength will be slowly revealed later~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)