Such a rich monk takes the ordinary cabin? Such an awesome monk looks like a child
But when he thought of the comments about Fang Zheng on the Internet, he fell silent for a moment, as if these things were nothing new to Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng really didn't think as much as Basong. He lay on the window and looked at the scenery outside and said, "The place is quite big, but the scenery is quite bad."
As soon as these words came out, the young man subconsciously applied the brakes, and at the same time he almost lost his breath and lost his breath! I couldn't help but say: "Master, this is Ba Bu Nong Manor, one of the few most luxurious manors in Hanoi. The scenery you see was designed by international masters."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he remembered that he had touched on other people's pain points, so he clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Amitabha, haha, I see, this poor monk has lost his perspective."
As soon as these words came out, the young man put on the brakes completely and said with a cry: "Master, I was wrong, can you please stop teasing me?"
Fang Zheng was dumbfounded. He had no idea what was wrong with him. He was telling the truth at first, but he felt that he was really wrong at the end. Even if he didn't agree with it, he couldn't say that in front of his master. It seemed too disrespectful, so he apologized tactfully. .
Why was this child so scared that he almost cried
Basong next to him saw clearly and said with a smile: "Master, you are their honored guest. He is just an errand boy. If you apologize to him, he cannot bear it. This is in YN, in such a big family, If word gets out, he will no longer be able to do this job. Here, you have a high status. If you are right, you are right, and if you are wrong, you are also right. Well... In a place like this, it is not about reason, but about status. The place."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he frowned and said, "That's it. Then the donor should turn around."
"Master, I didn't do anything, why did I lose my head?" The young man really cried...
Fang Zheng was completely speechless and said quickly: "I asked you to turn the car around. I am a poor monk, but I can't stand this kind of place that divides people into three, six or nine grades. Don't worry, no one will blame you, Jing Yan Over there, the poor monk told him."
"Ah? How can this be possible? The eldest lady asked us to take good care of you. As long as you don't get angry, I will take you to see the room. Don't worry, it is absolutely quiet and beautiful..." The young man also understood. Yes, although the other person is very young, he is really a master. At least his simplicity is very similar to that of a real master. He quickly drove forward, as if he was afraid that Fang Zheng would run away...
Fang Zheng was speechless for a while, but he had made up his mind and naturally he would not follow the young man. Smiling slightly, he opened the car door and greeted with a Basong.
Basong was still in a daze, because he saw the young man playing with the steering wheel in the air... Looking at Fang Zheng again, Basong thought of those policemen. He followed with clasped hands respectfully, and then the two of them left easily.
At the same time, Fang Zheng called Jing Yan and told her that he had jumped out of the car. Don't blame the poor young man. He just wanted to hang out with his friends. Then Fang Zheng hung up the phone. At that moment, he seemed to hear someone roaring on the other side of the phone...
The young man driving the car was named Wang Can. He was very depressed and confused at the same time. He couldn't figure out how Fang Zheng left! And he drove for a long time, why is he still in the same place? But he is still a little afraid, and he is afraid of losing his job.
"Sister-in-law said, you can make up for your mistakes, even if you make up for it well... I'll try my best!" Wang Can stamped his feet, got in the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
At the same time, in a European-style villa not far away, a man put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows: "Is that a car from the Huaxia Jing Group?"
"Yes, sir." A steward from country Y stood respectfully at the side.
"Go and check and see what kind of distinguished guests they received, and they actually sent them here." The man said.
If Basong were here, he would definitely recognize this person as the man in the suit who ordered his arrest, Ruan Tianxing! Ruan's Black Gloves, one of the three major arms of the Ruan Group!
"Sir, we haven't started a war with the Jing Group yet. If we go to check on their people at this time..." the housekeeper hesitated.
"It's okay, I'm just checking to see if I did anything to them. Besides, this is our territory,"
Of course Jing Yan's arrangement is good, and it's not like Fang Zheng doesn't like that kind of luxurious place. In Fang Zheng's view, it's either not to enter the world of mortals, or to wander outside the world of mortals, so why enter the mortal world? Now that you have entered, then enter deeply and experience all kinds of life, so that you can be tempered into steel. These were the exact words of Zen Master Yi Zhi, but in Fang Zheng's memory, Zen Master Yi Zhi seemed to have never entered the dead. Even if he went down the mountain, he would only visit other temples.
Therefore, Fang Zheng has always wondered why Zen Master Yizhi sighed so much
The only thing that made Fang Zheng a little uncomfortable was the flowers and plants. It was as if every tree and plant was filled with embarrassment, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
On the contrary, after walking out of the manor, I felt much more comfortable looking at the real, bohemian things in front of me that were labeled as artificial.
"Master, where are you going now?" Basong asked in a low voice.
Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Go to Faxiang Temple. Do you know where it is?"
Basong nodded and said: "I don't know, but someone knows, come with me."
After saying that, Basong took a taxi. Basong spoke fluent local dialect and said something to the taxi driver. Then the taxi driver put his hands together and went straight to Faxiang Temple.
While driving, Basong often looked back. Fangzheng asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
"Let's see if anyone is following us." Basong said seriously.
Fang Zheng said: "Then what do you see?"
Basong shook his head like a rattle and said: "I am just a fighter, not a spy. I learned this from TV. However, it seems to be of no use. There are too many cars and I can't remember where. Which car is it?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Then stop watching, no one is following. Do you really think this is a plot in a TV series? You have been gone for so long, and people think you are dead, so they will keep an eye on you 24 hours a day. What's more? , after so many years, your beard is not that easy to recognize."
Basong thought about it. He thought things were too complicated. He smiled bitterly and leaned back on the chair to rest peacefully.
Contrary to what Fang Zheng thought, Fa Xiang Temple is not outside the city of Hanoi, but in the very center of the city, on top of a building on the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake!
Basong stood below, looking up at the 36-story tall building, and marveled: Such tall buildings are not common on the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake. The people who can build temples on it are not ordinary people.
Fang Zheng doesn't know much about YN country, but the 36th floor is definitely not high in China.
Basong seemed to see Fang Zheng's doubts and said: "It's not high in China, but it's already considered a high-rise in Hanoi. Of course, it's not the tallest, it's considered average. The tallest building in Hanoi is the 72-story Jingnan Building. I lived there back then." Speaking of this, Bassong seemed to be reminded of sad memories, and he sighed and stopped talking.
(End of chapter)