become stronger with money

“The gas is full, how can I still have the mind to eat? I’ll go first! Zhang Yongquan huffed and left.

The other directors did not gain anything, also expressed disappointment and declined the invitation.

Only Lin Beifan and a cat were left at the scene.

Lin Beifan said with a smile: “President Wang, what conditions did I propose to make you so satisfied, why don’t I know?” ”

Wang Tiehua glanced angrily and said, “What conditions did you mention in your heart?” Your conscience is really bad! This time, you should not refuse our invitation, right? ”

“Of course, I’d love to!”

To win this TV series at such a low price, Lin Beifan was very happy and gladly agreed.

Due to Lin Beifan’s previous request, everyone ate at a Longmen Hotel near Haohai Company, and President Ou, the boss behind Haohai Company, also came to accompany him.

Between the banquets, President Ou and Wang Tiehua took the opportunity to strengthen cooperation, exchange resources in terms of funds, artists, etc., and cooperate with each other to achieve a win-win situation.

There are also several sacred books on Hongdou Chinese Network, which they are very optimistic about, and hope to jointly develop and wait for Yunyun.

In this regard, Lin Beifan released a positive signal, saying that these aspects can indeed strengthen cooperation, and Starlight Satellite TV alone really can’t take care of so much, and Haohai joining will indeed be twice as effective with half the effort.

At the same time, regarding the TV series “Wish Under the Stars”, they hope to claim that it is 250 million, which is also convenient for publicity and can be regarded as an explanation for other TV stations.

In this regard, Lin Beifan agreed with his mouth. Anyway, you don’t have to really pay so much money, you can’t lose yourself.

This meal can be said to be a joy for the guests and hosts, and everyone got a satisfactory answer.

After the meal, they refused President Ou’s kind invitation, and Lin Beifan and they left alone.

On the second day, Lin Beifan brought a duckbill hat and a pair of black sunglasses, holding the puppet cat and traveling lightly, intending to play alone. As for several bodyguards, they were all given a vacation by Lin Beifan.

Zhongnan is very lively, with a permanent population of 10 million and a total floating population of more than 20 million, making it an inland international metropolis.

In addition, it is also a cultural ancient city, various walls retain the original appearance, and various ancient buildings, full of historical vicissitudes, seems to tell the glory of the past.

Lin Beifan took the puppet cat to visit like an ordinary tourist, lingering.

What impressed Lin Beifan the most was that there were very many temples here, dozens of large and small, which reminded Lin Beifan of an ancient poem:

Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasty,

How many buildings in smoke and rain.

The temples here testify to the prosperity of this ancient time.

Lin Beifan does not believe in Buddhism, but he follows the customs in the countryside, and sees that everyone comes to burn a piece of incense for comfort, and Lin Beifan also burns it, which looks similar.

“Donor, you are dishonest in burning incense like this.” A mellow voice sounded in my ears.

Lin Beifan fixed his eyes and saw that it was a monk with a fat head and big ears.

Really fat, belly protruding nearly 6 months pregnant, chin squeezed slightly will appear 3 layers, the most surprising thing is his earlobe, cut down can actually fry two dishes, even oil is saved.

“This master, why do you say that I am dishonest?” Lin Beifan wondered.

Look at his kind eyebrows and good intentions, smile like Maitreya Buddha, and at a glance he is a high-ranking monk.

He said in a gentle voice, “Because your incense is too small, Buddha can’t feel it.” I have a few thicker ones here that can be burned for a day. And it has also opened the light, can directly reach Western bliss, do you want to buy one and try it? ”

Lin Beifan: “…”

Lin Bai looked at the few incense sticks next to him that could be used as sticks and felt that it made sense.

So, in the monk’s smiling eyes, Lin Beifan spent 999 yuan to buy one, and then hit the monk’s head fiercely, the monk’s head broke the blood, Lin Beifan pulled out his legs and ran.

“Stinky boy, how do you hit someone? Don’t run, give me back! Look I don’t break your legs! The monk covered his bleeding bare head with one hand and chased after him angrily.

“Master, you just committed a vow, and Buddha will punish you!” Lin Beifan said while running.

“I’m sorry for your mother’s head!”

……

In this way, a monastery was made a fuss.

Lin Beifan visited other temples, and incense was also prosperous. It is a pity that no master came to recommend incense to him again, and he expressed regret. But at this moment, Lin Beifan saw a person, a well-dressed young man who looked quite handsome.

This person Lin Beifan has seen several times, and every time he sees him burning incense and worshipping Buddha, he looks very religious.

Even if he was fooled by several masters, he was not angry.

This is a super large model, and the incense burned today alone is worth tens of thousands.

He seemed to have something on his mind and wanted to visit all the temples in Zhongnan to burn incense in order to seek psychological comfort.

Lin Beifan recognized him, and he also recognized Lin Beifan, a little surprised, and nodded with a smile.

Then he bowed three times and nine times, walked to a fortune-telling stall next to him and sat down.

“Master, I want to ask for marriage!” He said.

This fortune teller master is also a strange man, with a beard and bald like an untaken homeless man, obviously wearing a Taoist robe, dressed as a Taoist priest, but doing business in the temple, looking like he does not know how contrary it is.

His signboard is called “Nie Banxian”, and the other side is “discerning good fortune and good fortune, and knowing ancient and modern China and foreign countries” 12 big characters.

At this time, he was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, and he looked a little fairy-winded.

Of course, if you ignore his two black feet, it’s a bit fairy-like.

“Are you measuring words or palmistry?” The master opened one eye, stretched out his index finger and directly buckled it into his nose, and also cut out a large lump, and flicked it at random, and actually bounced into the mouth of the golden statue of Buddha.

After buttoning the boogers, he reached into his feet and wiped them, and then continued to pick his nose.

That young man and Lin Beifan had a bad chill.

“Let’s measure the words!” The young man laughed awkwardly, what if he touched my hand when he looked at the palmistry?

“Okay, then you write.” The master took out a crumpled piece of paper from under his butt, and there were some strange colors underneath, yellow and green, which made people full of associations.

“It seems that there is still a lack of a pen…”

The master looked left and right, and finally found that a pen was inserted as a hairpin on the almost moldy hair, and was about to take it down, the young man hurriedly said: “Master does not need, I will bring the pen myself, no need to bother.” ”

“That’s fine.” The master pushes the boat along the water.

With his feet crossed on a tattered chair, he watched the young man write while clasping his feet.