Fang Chen sat quietly on the side, looking at the crazy crowd not far away.

At this time, he suddenly had a kind of realization of the two heavens of ice and fire, and his mind was cold and extremely quiet at this time, and the opposite side was fiery and extremely manic.

Suddenly, he understood why there were so many Qigong masters, sect masters, Buddha masters, Dharma kings, Taoist sons, etc., countless demons and monsters crisscrossed the world, and I don't know how many people were ruined by the pit's family and died, and their wives were separated.

It's really a group of demons dancing wildly, and ghosts are rampant.

Is it because these masters are too bad-hearted?

Probably not all, the times create heroes, so these masters, demons and monsters, are also created by the times.

Just like him now, these people are making such a big fuss, so ridiculous, don't these people know that he Fang Chen is not some bullshit God of Wealth?

Know!

Too well known!

It's just that deep in their hearts, they are willing to believe that Fang Chen is the little God of Wealth, and they deeply hope that Fang Chen is the Little God of Wealth.

In this way, it is possible for them to become 10,000 yuan households and run towards a happy future.

It's a beautiful vision.

This is also the reason why some people are addicted to qigong and the method and cannot extricate themselves.

They simply believe that if he really does this, he will have a body that is immune to all diseases, and the wealth of the rich party.

And for some smart people who are not addicted to it, they will not debunk it, to wake people up, they will join it, and they will not lose anyway, what if they can really leak some benefits?

So these smart people even help those masters, sect masters, and help the evil to profit from it.

This national carnival is like the emperor's new clothes, no one can escape from it, and no one can expose it.

No way, this era needs such an existence, from Kyoto to the countryside.

In the final analysis, it is because the Chinese people are not confident.

I thought that foreign countries were living in water and fire, and they urgently needed the Chinese people to save and liberate.

As a result, as soon as the reform and opening up, I went abroad and integrated into the world, and suddenly found that people were ten times better than Huaxia, a hundred times better, living in a small western-style building, driving a car, pork steak was open to eat, and the milk was poured out if it was too much to drink.

This was an earth-shaking impact and a huge spiritual blow to the Chinese people who were still in extreme shortage of materials at that time.

The convictions in their hearts have completely collapsed.

Otherwise, how could there be some Chinese people who want to go to the United States, Britain and all other Western countries by all means.

They are smuggling, forcibly detained, sham married, and in order to stay there, they would rather wash dishes, live in black basements, eat chaff vegetables, dig through garbage, and endure exploitation by whites, blacks, even brown people, and even their compatriots.

Because in their eyes, these developed countries in the West are paradise.

In comparison, Huaxia seems to have suddenly become so destitute that there is not even anything worth showing up.

In the end, a few fig leafs were barely found.

Kung Fu, Qigong, and even the genius boy who was very popular at this time were by-products of this era.

It is a by-product of the poverty and backwardness of the Chinese people and their eyes to the world.

But fortunately, as the Chinese people gradually became self-confident, through their own hard work, as well as the wisdom that surpassed other ethnic groups, they lived a life that they had envied in the past, and these things slowly became the dust of history and turned into jokes.

Fang Chen suddenly felt a sense of mission, and he felt that he needed to do something.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen suddenly smiled, this was a free, helpless, and desolate smile.

He gently pumped himself in the mouth.

What do you think?

Twenty kilometers away from his current location, 1,150 years ago, the owner of the white garden said well, if you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good alone.

I don't even understand this bit of around me, Liu Xiangyang was beaten, if Li Qiming hadn't stopped him with his own life, I'm afraid he would have gone to the detention center.

Back then, Nixon complimented Taizu and said that Taizu had promoted China and changed the world.

Taizu replied that he didn't have the ability to change the world, and all he could change was a few places near Yanjing.

Taizu is eloquent and strategic, and his literary and martial arts strategy is better than that of the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and the lower is more than the Tang Dynasty and Song Zu, and he still says so.

What about him?

Hehe!

I have this ability, but I can't do anything, and all I can do is a little bit.

Fang Chen sighed lightly.

As an adult, I really have long passed the age when I feel like a hero and can save the world.

Most of them are difficult, and living a reluctant life can make the life of the person who loves him, the person he loves, a little better, is already the greatest wish of an adult.

"Little God of Wealth!"

Fang Chen was suddenly awakened by the shouting, and when he looked up, he was suddenly startled.

I saw a huge face less than three inches away from him, full of flesh, and youth had left deep marks on his face, and the craters were connected to each other, crisscrossing each other.

"Old Gao. ”

Fang Chen soothed his frightened heart and said calmly and helplessly.

"Little God of Wealth, I have something I want to trouble you. ”

Gao Wei's face was instantly filled with smiles, which became even more terrifying, and Fang Chen subconsciously moved the chair back.

Quickly told Fang Chen of his brother-in-law's request, Gao Wei looked at Fang Chen quietly with a deferential and reserved smile.

But at this time, his heart was full of pride.

That's where his cleverness comes in, no credit!

In the logistics department, the staff canteen management department, the fat guy who has served as the section chief for so many years, has really benefited a lot, and even when people see his son, they say that they are like him.

But no, a ten-year-old child, who eats a lot of fish and meat all day long, has eaten 120 catties, and he is as fat as Maitreya Buddha, can he not be like him?

Why?

It is not enough to rely on his brother-in-law, but also to have a certain skill and know how to please the leader.

It is very important to do things for the leader.

But when you're done, remember not to shout all over the world, and let the leader know how much credit you have.

What you have done, the leader is clear in his heart, like a mirror.

If there is anything you want to ask the leader to do, just say it directly, what the leader can do, it will definitely be done for you, and if you can't do it, no matter how much you shout, it will be in vain.

And if you shout, even if the leader does it for you, he will not do it willingly, and he will definitely give you small shoes to wear when he turns around.

Of course, it is inevitable to meet the kind of leader who eats and wipes clean and does not do things.

That's easy, just change the leader.

This is the philosophy of his tall and fat man.

Fang Chen looked at Gao Wei with a subtle expression, he really didn't expect that Gao Wei would make such a big play by playing drums and gongs, and even put on the hat of the God of Wealth for him.

That's what it turned out to be!

However, he also admires the director of the factory, who can come up with such an idea, and can only say that the leader is the leader!

High!

It's really high!