Chapter 153: Cape Mountain

"Captain Shang is my idol, you have such a good relationship, don't forget to speak for me!" said Pikaka.

"I have said a lot, this time Fan Litao can be wanted, you are the first credit. Fang Chaoyang said.

"Haha, I will continue to make meritorious contributions and raise my police might. Pikaka laughed and raised his fists, full of fighting spirit and confidence.

"Kaka, what does it feel like to be shot?" Fang Chaoyang sat down to chat with her.

At that moment, the internal organs seemed to be misplaced, and I always felt that my body was not my own. Fortunately, you sent me to the hospital in time, otherwise, you would have to pay tribute to me. "Pickup Ka Trail.

"Don't say such bad things. Fang Chaoyang said.

"Hehe, how did you feel when I was shot?" asked Pikaka with a wicked smile.

"The whole person is blinded, and I am afraid that you will die. ”

"Haha, I'm not going to die, I don't know how many times I've experienced danger since I was a child. I remember when I was a child, I fell into a pond and thought I would drown, but it turned out to be physically motivated and I learned to swim. When I was in junior high school, a big truck rushed over on the road, and I immediately fell to the ground, and as a result, I narrowly escaped in the middle of the wheels......" Pickup Kaka talks about his previous adventures, and he is proud of it.

Fang Chaoyang was shocked when he heard this, he really died in his life, and said seriously: "This kind of psychology is not advisable, people will not be so lucky every time, and life is only once, you must be careful in the future." ”

"Remember, stop nagging. Pikaka laughed.

Under Fang Chaoyang's repeated urging, Pikaka muttered into the house to sleep, maybe she slept too much during the day, she was lying in bed, watching TV series all the time, and fell asleep very late.

Fang Chaoyang lay on the sofa, took the handwriting of Miao Lin left by Huang Fusheng, and looked at it many times under the light.

The wind and dust are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first when you want to talk......

Li Qingzhao's poem, beautiful rhetoric, far-reaching artistic conception, with the sadness of a little woman, its degree of circulation is very high, many people take it out to write, vassal elegance, there is nothing strange.

However, Miao Yi is a strong woman at the peak of her career, young and beautiful, with many suitors, where does she come from to be sad? Could it be that Fengwu Jiutian Group has also encountered a bottleneck in development?

It is still too far-fetched to infer a person's mental activity based on this poem alone, perhaps, Miao Yi at that time was just idle and wrote casually.

But Fang Chaoyang believed from the beginning that there must be internal problems in Fengwu Jiutian Group, and the different rights of the same shares in the corporate structure had buried hidden dangers from the beginning, and Miao Yi's domineering personality and doing everything would make her a stumbling block in the eyes of some people.

The next day, Fang Chaoyang got up early and made breakfast for Pikaka, but she was still asleep.

didn't wake her up, Fang Chaoyang ate alone, drove to Qingshui Home, picked up Peng Jiang, and went straight to the garden community in the forest.

After registering at the doorman's office, the car drove all the way into the community, looking at the quiet villas among the green trees on both sides, Peng Jiang was envious, the price of each one was at least six or seven million, not the working class could afford it.

At this moment, Peng Jiang had an indescribable emotion, people can't compare with each other, and some people can live freely in this kind of high-end villa and enjoy the idyllic life in the city. And she wants a villa, but she has to sell all the houses in the family to make up the money, and the location and location are not as good as here, so the price is naturally lower.

And her judge's boyfriend, who was driving carefully, donated all the money to a primary school in a remote village, preferring to live in a small house of 30 square meters.

After a while, Fang Chaoyang parked the car in front of Hai Xiaozhou's villa, and then dialed You Chunxiao's mobile phone, which was already waiting in front of the door.

"Hai Xiaozhou is really rich!" Peng Jiang said sourly.

"She herself is very honest, this is her father's property, and it has been hard work for many years. ”

"It's the same father, look at people, my dad knows that he talks all day long, opens his mouth when he eats, and stretches out his hand when he wears clothes. Peng Jiang snorted.

"Hehe, everyone has their own way of life, my uncle is a national cadre, he can't do business casually, and if he talks about talent and learning, he can't be compared with many people. Fang Chaoyang said.

"That's why you praise him. Peng Jiang chuckled.

Soon, the door of the villa opened, and Hai Xiaozhou sent You Chunxiao out, and at a glance he saw Peng Jiang sitting in the passenger seat.

There was some surprise, Hai Xiaozhou's face was not good-looking, and he stopped directly halfway and did not come.

"Fault!" Peng Jiang muttered in a low voice.

"Chaoyang, I'm going to work hard for you again today. You Chunxiao pulled the car door and sat in the back, and couldn't help yawning, chatting with Hai Xiaozhou last night until the middle of the night.

"This is my girlfriend Peng Jiang, an internist at the city hospital. Fang Chaoyang introduced.

"You Chunxiao is a classmate, a great artist in the future. You Chunxiao introduced himself unashamedly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Peng Jiang said politely.

"I have to take it, Chaoyang just has a vision, look at it, how beautiful Xiao Jiang is, hibiscus out of the water, in comparison, I have no place to be ashamed!" You Chunxiao is very good at talking.

Peng Jiang was very happy, put down the original mustard, and turned his head to chat with You Chunxiao.

Hai Xiaozhou went into the house without looking back, Fang Chaoyang started the car, turned around and left the garden community in the forest, and then followed a road with less traffic, straight to the direction of Haijiao Mountain.

Although he has lived in Dong'an City for many years, Fang Chaoyang, who has a quiet personality, has never been to the Haijiao Mountain tourist area, and Yu Qing's travel diary does not have an introduction to Haijiao Mountain.

This is because on the way down the mountain, she was brutally murdered by that perverted bastard of Shang Zaijun.

Haijiao Mountain is a 5A-level tourist scenic spot, but also a Buddhist holy land, on the top of the mountain, there stands a huge statue of Medicine Buddha, attracting good men and women from all over the country to worship.

Parking the car in front of the gate of the tourist area, Fang Chaoyang stepped forward to buy a ticket, and the three of them walked in side by side.

It's not a holiday, it's morning again, there are not many people in the tourist area, and on the square opposite, there is a reclining Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, which is golden in the sun, and is particularly eye-catching.

You Chunxiao took a few steps forward, clasped his palms and bowed to show his worship, and his mouth was still chattering, but he hadn't heard of anything.

"Chunxiao, I really can't imagine that you will also worship Buddha. Peng Jiang asked with a smile.

"My dad is my dad, I am me, the law stipulates that citizens have freedom of belief, and there is nothing wrong with worshipping Buddha. Actually, on the fifteenth day of the new year, I am still a vegetarian!"

"You're here to lose weight!" Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Don't talk short, Xiao Jiang, you are a doctor, and your body shape is so good, teach me a good recipe for weight loss!" You Chunxiao said.

"To lose weight, you have to exercise more back then!" Peng Jiang said.

"It's over, I can't lose it, I want to lie down every day, and I can't even carry the meat on my body. You Chunxiao said regretfully.