As soon as Fang Bei took a sip of coffee, Song Huafei appeared, beckoned to Fang Bei, and called him in.

"Anyway, Mr. Song, can you briefly talk about my task on the phone in the future? Fang Bei sat opposite Song Huafei very casually, after all, they didn't know each other on the first day, and the relationship was very good, similar to a year-old friend, there was no distinction between high and low status. So Fang Bei was unrestrained, crossed Erlang's legs, and kept dangling.

Song Huafei smiled and said, "Isn't it more formal to meet and talk? Besides, many things are not convenient to talk about on the phone." ”

Fang Bei shrugged his shoulders, returned to the topic, and asked: "OKOK, let's start, what are you looking for me today?"

"Do you remember the last time I said I was going to let you go to a competition?" Fang Bei thought for a while, then nodded, it had been a while since the last conversation, if it wasn't for Song Huafei to mention it, Fang Bei really didn't remember.

Song Huafei lit a cigar and continued: "In a few days, this martial arts competition will begin......

Fang Bei couldn't help but interrupt Song Huafei's narration, he didn't believe his ears a little, and felt that he had heard it wrong. "Wait a minute, what are you talking about? You're talking about martial arts competitions?"

Song Huafei shook off a little cigarette ash and said with a smile: "You seem to be surprised, I thought you would be very calm when you heard this news." ”

After making sure that he heard correctly, Fang Bei was even more uneasy. You know, it is now an era when the post-00s are adults, and there are so-called martial arts competitions in the world, which is simply incredible and unimaginable.

Song Huafei paused for a while, waiting for Fang to stop being so excited, and then continued: "This martial arts competition is held in H City, and the organizers are first-line large groups and large enterprises including our Jiutian Group, so not everyone can participate. Entrants must be members of the sponsoring group......"

After Song Huafei finished speaking, Fang Bei seemed to grasp the deep meaning behind the game, and said a little helplessly: "Actually, this game is a fun event similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum held by you presidents and chairmen who have nothing to do when you are full, right?"

Song Huafei spat out a long smoke and said bluntly: "If you have to say that, that's it." Fangbei, you are my best bodyguard, and it is not difficult to win. ”

"To tell you the truth, I don't want to attend. After realizing the essence of the game, Fang Bei couldn't raise his fighting spirit at all, he was not willing to do such a thing for Song Huafei.

Song Huafei put down the cigar that he hadn't finished smoking, and was unprecedentedly serious: "Fang Bei, I am not asking you to help me today as a bodyguard and patron, but as a friend." I'm a competitive guy and I can't accept losing in this game, even if it's not that important. But I still want you to help me once, and as long as you win, I can fulfill all three of your wishes. ”

Three wishes? Does Song Huafei think he is Aladdin's magic lamp? Fang Bei complained in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface.

The two looked at each other, and Fang Bei looked at Song Huafei seriously, feeling that he was not lying. Now that Song Huafei has already taken out all his feelings and talked about it, how can Fang Bei refuse. After thinking about it again, Fang Bei decided to help Song Huafei once and agreed to participate in the competition.

First, it is for the sake of the relationship between the two of them, after all, Song Huafei usually takes good care of him, and secondly, it is for the sake of the old man's face, although the old man only asked Fang Bei to treat Song Huafei, but the Song family helped the old man back then. The master is like a father, and it is certainly reasonable for a son to repay his father's kindness.

It's like going to H City for a trip, and by the way, it's good to move your muscles, so don't convince yourself in your heart. If not, he will always feel that he has become a pawn for the big men to play chess against each other or to have fun.

After going home, Fang Bei told Han Yu'er about the matter. H City is still quite far away from S City, and it is impossible for Fang Bei to drive back and forth at will, so the two have to be separated for a while.

I have to say that the difference between men and women in the choice of luggage is really big, Han Yuer stuffed a suitcase for Fang Bei, and he only used a backpack to get it done.

Fang Bei arrived in H City early, and the game will start in two days. The altitude of H City is much higher than that of S City, but fortunately, Fang Bei has been used to it in the deep mountains and old forests, and there is no discomfort. Staying in the five-star hotel that Song Huafei was going to book for him, don't go to take a cold shower first.

When Fang Bei came out naked and wrapped in a bath towel, he was surprised to find a small card on the ground. On the front is an unnamed beautiful model, scantily clad and scratching her head. Underneath is also written a line of small print "Nurse, Policeman, Teacher, Secretary...... Uniform temptation, whatever you want, we've got you covered. "On the back is a phone number and a list of service prices.

Don't throw the card on the table, of course, the small card in the five-star hotel was not issued by the hotel itself, but the pimp bounced in along the crack in the door. In addition, Fang Bei has not yet planned to be reduced to the realm of making the above call.

Isn't it just the temptation of uniforms, the master doesn't need it. Thinking of this, Fang Bei was unhappy, but his body was very honest and impulsive, and then he began to initiate a video call with Xu Lin.

"I just came home, what's the matter?" Xu Lin said a little absent-mindedly after a busy day, a little tired, and ready to take a bath and sleep.

Isn't that just right! Fang Bei thought of something evil, and then he was ashamed to tell Xu Lin that kind of thought.

After hearing Fang Bei's yellow request, Xu Lin couldn't help but say angrily: "Get out!

Don't be full of joy on your face, so you can talk about it for a long time. In the end, Xu Lin still resolutely disagreed, and took the initiative to hang up the video, turn off the phone and take a bath.

Fang Bei gritted his teeth in anger in the face of the dark picture, put the pillow on his head depressedly, and slept alone all night.

At noon the next day, Fang Bei got up, and after taking care of it, he had a simple meal, ready to go to the famous scenic spots in H City, and took the opportunity to adjust his state to cope with tomorrow's competition. Although it is said to be a martial arts competition, according to Song Huafei, the participants in the competition are just the bodyguards of the senior executives of major enterprises, so there is no need to take it so seriously. But just in case, Fang Bei decided to be prepared.

You must know that after confronting Mr. Qin's subordinate Wu Wei, Fang Bei became much more vigilant and sensitive. Even in the metropolis, there are still some hidden martial arts masters. Since Song Huafei can find a way to compete, it is not impossible for other big names to find other masters to compete.

Fang Bei went to a very famous mountain on the outskirts of H City, he did not take the scenic car, but chose to climb the mountain on foot and by himself. The trail was winding and not very steep, but it took about two hours to reach the summit, and it took a lot of effort.

Now that it's autumn, don't be condescending, look around. The foliage of the trees is full of golden foliage, and the few shades of green are dotted among them. It seems to be a few pieces of agate mixed in a piece of gold, with the same origin, attracting attention but not particularly abrupt.

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. Not far away, in the pavilion where tourists can rest and rest, an old man in a gray robe touches his beard and recites Du Fu's quatrain for the ages.

Somehow, Fang Bei felt that this old man was extraordinary, although he was very old and his beard and hair were white, there was still a faint trace of pride between his eyebrows. In conjunction with Du Fu's vigorous and energetic poems, Fang Bei spontaneously gave birth to a sense of respect. He walked over, saluted the old man, and said respectfully, "Old man, I am glad to meet you." ”

The old man was very satisfied with Fang Bei's courtesy, motioned for him to sit down, and then said with a smile: "Young man, you are very energetic. You know, there aren't many people willing to hike mountains now. ”

"Thank you, old man, for the compliment. Fang Bei replied, and then asked the other party's title.

The old man said, "My surname is Duan, you can just call me Duan Lao." I invite you to have a drink. ”