My CEO Wife is Perfect

The farther back, the higher the mountain.

Hailing mountain is not a high mountain in the whole eastern region, but it is also 300-400 meters. In addition, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. It is also difficult to climb the peak.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen and Lou linyue both have Kungfu in their bodies. Su Zimo is not a weak woman in general and has certain physical strength.

Just when the tourists are panting, the three of them are not red faced and do not jump. They are still on their way, laughing and cursing and wanton.

A hundred meters behind them, several young men were hanging.

They hid behind the trees and under the rocks for fear of being discovered by Xiao Chen.

These guys are not others. They are Tang Yun and others who have attempted revenge.

Looking at Xiao Chen embracing, wantonly laughing, these guys' psychological serious imbalance, eyes are straight.

"Next door to Mala, Xiao Chen is really gorgeous and blessed. Two days ago, she was in nangongyan of bieyun mountain villa. Now she is holding two equally good beauties and visiting mountains and rivers. Is there any reason for her?"

"Brother Yun, or that sentence, revenge, revenge, and then in front of his face, all his women bubble over to become our women."

"That's right. These days, rich and powerful guys and women can do whatever they want. People like us who have no money can only be single dogs. It's really unfair."

Tang Yun frowned and said impatiently, "shut up, don't pretend to be poor in front of Lao Tzu. I pulled out 600000 yuan a few days ago, and today I crashed Ferrari. What did I say?"

"Hey, how can we compete with cloud brother? Your father is rich and specializes in vehicle sales. There are countless imported luxury cars in your family. How can you compare it to ordinary people? " A servant with a flattering smile nodded and bowed as Beijing bus.

Another Valet echoed, "Brother Yun, I don't understand. You drive better than him, and people are more handsome. Why is he more popular than you in front of women? If you like a woman, she is willing to follow Xiao Chen, but not to you. Why? "

"Ask your mother, are you 100000, why?"

Tang Yun's black line on his face gave that guy a shudder, and his face was gloomy, "what I like is mine, Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, who can laugh the last? Be the winner. "

A valet timely reminded, "Brother Yun, hurry up, they are going to go far."

"Yes, you've taken the wrong way of thinking, so catch up quickly."

Tang Yun came back to his mind and walked ahead in a hurry.

Although he knew that someone was following him, Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to him. He still followed the building to the moon, and Su Zimo laughed and scolded, tender and sweet.

There is a temple in front of it. It is a high-rise, antique, and named iron Buddha Temple.

As the name suggests, the god Buddha in this temple is made of pig iron, so it is named.

Just entering the corridor of the temple, a young monk holding incense in his hand said with a smile, "Amitabha, three benefactors, worship Buddha when you meet the mountain and burn incense in the temple, so as to ensure all the best for you and bring good luck when you are in distress."

Su Zimo felt very fresh, so he took over the three pillars of Buddha incense and said with a smile, "Xiaochen, linyue, have we gone in to do it? Shall we go in and burn incense and worship the Buddha

"No problem."

Xiao Chen's faint smile.

Lou linyue knows the way here. She takes out a piece of soft sister paper and hands it to the little monk. She puts her hands together and bows her body. It's very polite.

The little monk took the soft sister paper, but he shook his head, "female benefactor, you should be sincere when worshipping Buddha. Your sincerity is not enough."

"What?"

Lou linyue squints his eyes and doesn't understand.

In her opinion, it is estimated that the cost of three pillars of Buddhist incense is less than ten yuan. To give a hundred yuan is also a matter of face in the heart of the Buddha, because she is a little advocating the Buddhist idea of no desire and no pursuit.

But that doesn't mean you can be blackmailed.

She said with a faint smile, "little master, there is nothing in the world. Money is something outside your body. You are a monk. Why should you be so utilitarian?"

"This..."

The little monk was speechless for a moment. He was silent for a long time. Then he said, "the female benefactor is really a lotus flower and has a lot of Buddhism. Since he worships Buddhism, why don't you donate more sesame oil money to benefit others is to benefit yourself. A column of Buddhist incense is 100 yuan, and three pillars of Buddhist incense is 300 yuan. The price of Buddhism is no fraud to the old and the young. "

"Hey." Lou linyue was defeated by him.

Heart said, as if it is playing tickets, 300 on 300, said and took out two pieces of soft sister paper, handed in the past.

Then the little monk put his hands together and made a picture of a Bodhisattva. "The female benefactor is full of sincerity. He must be blessed. Amitabha."

"Ha ha!" Xiao Chen was speechless when he saw him like that.

He pulled the building linyue, Su Zimo, and continued to go inside.

After a while, I entered the Mahavira hall. A five meter high Maitreya Buddha sat there, smiling, tender and optimistic.Lou linyue whispered softly, "I'm not afraid to smile Maitreya, but I'm afraid to sip Guanyin. I like this god Buddha."

An old monk took the incense, lit it with a candle, handed it to Xiao Chen and said, "three benefactors, worship Maitreya Buddha, and get married for the first time, and beauty."

"OK."

Xiao Chen, Lou linyue and Su Zimo take over the incense, kneel down devoutly, and then insert the incense, ready to leave.

At this time, the old monk stopped them and said with a smile, "Amitabha, since the three benefactors are sincere, why don't you donate some sesame oil money to worship the Buddha?"

"Oh?"

Xiao Chen Leng Leng Leng, puzzled way, "sesame oil money, what sesame oil money? Didn't you pay for the sesame oil when you entered the door just now? Why should a monk seek profit only? "

"Amitabha, good and good." The old monk, however, had the name of Gao Xuan Buddha. He looked like an expert from the outside world. He said, "three benefactors, when you came in, it was the incense money. Now it's the real fragrant oil money. How can anyone worship Buddha without donating incense and oil money?"

"Er..."

Xiao Chen, Lou linyue and Su Zi looked at each other in ink, speechless.

This NIMA, looking like a regular temple, didn't expect to ask for money in addition to money.

When Lou linyue looked at the old monk, he didn't think about the cableway. "Master, money is an external thing. Worshipping Buddha depends on sincerity, not on the amount of money. Do you think so?"

"Alas." But the old monk's eyes flashed and he shook his head. "The female benefactor doesn't know that the temple of nuota is dedicated to Maitreya Buddha, and to worship her needs the maintenance of monks. The monks also have to eat three meals a day. No one donates oil money. Who is going to worship the Buddha?"

"Oh." Xiao Chen was amused by him. He held his breath and said, "old monk, you really have a set of skills. Your industry is really popular. I want to be a monk. If you come in, you will ask for money. If you come in, you will ask for money. If you come in, you will have to pay tens of thousands of yuan. If you work hard for a month, you will get it done in one hour. Who will argue with you?"