Someone once said that human beings have three major dreams: flying, immortality and predicting the future, the last one is in other words the dream of ordinary people, and it cannot represent the majority, the real cow man does not need to predict at all, but is creating. Xuanhuayuan is a brand, and since the owner Ding Yongqiang can be called a fairy, he also has his unique advantages.

The early morning sun just shone on the courtyard of the Louvre in the East, Ding Yongqiang was wearing a Tai Chi suit, he had already reached the end, with a green pine on his head and a stone platform next to him, but he couldn't rest in this cold winter, but this did not delay the hooves of magpies and the birds in the mountains and forests, Qi Qinggang stood three meters away, holding his coat in his hand, watching the fairy movements become more and more smooth, Qian Shude stood on the other side, grinning happily, and clapped after watching.

"Walking like flowing water, moving like a breeze, wonderful, indeed wonderful, I went to the afternoon mountain last year, and watched the Tai Chi master above play Tai Chi, and there is also such a style, which can be called the perfect realm."

Qian Shude has two panda eyes, as the richest man can no longer be measured by assets and money alone, more often it plays a benchmarking role, under the lens in front of the spotlight, which is not Qian Shude, who is nearly fifty years old and still high-spirited? That is, under the pressure of the gods, he has made him unable to take care of these exaggerated things.

Last night's calf shocked him no less than an atom/bomb, behind this atom/bomb is a nuclear bomb with a yield of 10,000 tons of immortals, let him climb into bed and ride on Zhang Xiao'e, it is absolutely impossible, as the richest man, he also fell down like a hungry ghost, thought about it all night, and sat on the sofa all night. Still haven't figured out why the gods have such an attitude towards that calf.

At this moment, Qian Shude was very depressed, this breath was held in his heart, but he couldn't vent it, he wanted to know why.

Qi Qinggang walked over quickly, it was compulsory to accompany Tai Chi every morning, and it was inevitable to put a hot water bottle under his clothes with a hot water bottle in his hand, he draped his clothes on the immortal, stepped back, and stood straight like a green pine.

"Sect Master Zhao of Wushan Mountain?"

Ding Yongqiang asked rhetorically in his mouth, walked forward without hurry, and did not hurry to play Tai Chi, this day was cold, but a layer of sweat appeared on his head, and he didn't answer with Qian Shude, and said, "The last time I went to Dangwu Mountain was three years ago, Grandmaster Zhao just sat in the position of the head, and now these so-called martial arts are becoming more and more commercialized, and they have also made a ribbon-cutting program."

Qian Shude followed half a step behind, did not dare to refute the words of the immortals, nodded and admitted, "Indeed, in the economic and social development to a certain extent, there is no longer anything that can operate independently from the economic system. The taste of going one step further is not in vain for the title of the three great Tai Chi heirs of China"

"He is still a little bit precipitated, the child is young, too impatient, I think that his grandfather Zhao Penggao is the real everyone, the Tai Chi tiger and tiger style, mastered the true meaning of softness and rigidity, but unfortunately he didn't get a few points of instruction, his old man has already feathered into immortals, regrets, this kind of once-in-a-century everyone, is also a loss to Huaxia"

After he finished speaking, he shook his head gently, looking a little heartbroken.

I have walked out of the woods and walked on the antique road paved with blue bricks.

Qian Shude next to him was a little embarrassed, when he got to his position, his ideas were unlimited, and he had to have systematic divergent thinking, he originally wanted to move out of Grandmaster Zhao for an analogy, patting the horse's ass, but he didn't expect the horse's fart to be slapped on the horse's hooves, and the latter moved out of his grandfather directly, although there was not too much inappropriateness in his words, the implication had to make him tremble, and his body gradually dropped a little shorter.

It looks like even if you sit down, you will be able to remove the butt that you managed to rub into yesterday.

"Indeed, for a national treasure-level figure like Zhao Lao, leaving is a loss to the country, and it also makes me a Tai Chi fan feel sad."

In fact, there is another thing that surprises Qian Shude, you must know that the current Grandmaster Zhao is talented, although he knows the destiny of heaven when he is too old, but he is also rare in the ranks of grandmasters, and the gods can call him a child, and he has an intersection with Zhao Lao, who has passed away for decades, how old should he be?

Walking into the hall, a tall beauty wearing a red cheongsam walked over with a smile, she was holding a tray in her hand, with a white towel on it, which could be said to have been served home, he picked it up and walked, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and put the towel back on the tray.

Breakfast has been set up next to it, compared with last night's delicacies, it is a little lighter, but it is not ordinary, it is carefully prepared by Qian Shude, the eggs are wild eggs, the pickles are mustard greens fried with shredded wild boar, and the bun filling is also a freshly sprouted wild vegetable dug in the mountains in the spring, and it is stored in a vacuum.

Ding Yongqiang wanted to ask what kind of stuffing this was, but he didn't express it, and strictly abided by the principle of eating silently.

Qian Shude wanted to take advantage of breakfast to tell him about today's itinerary, yesterday's hunt ended without a problem, so today's customs and customs route is definitely his careful work, and he is absolutely sure that he can coax the latter to be happy. Seeing that face, I had to bite the food bite by bite, and I didn't even dare to make the sound of my teeth colliding together.

If you want to become a master, you have to endure hardships, and swallowing a meal without chewing is nothing to him, thinking that for an approval document, when it was full of mosquitoes in the summer, he squatted at a leader's house for two days and two nights, and was bitten no less than 30 red envelopes on his body, and he was stunned that he didn't cry out for bitterness, the process is not important, the result is very important.

"Qinggang, the ticket is booked?"

Ding Yongqiang put down his chopsticks and asked after wiping his mouth clean.

Qi Qinggang waited next to him forever, and when he heard the question, he bent down slightly and said, "The plane at ten twenty in the morning"

Qian Shude was blinded when he heard this, according to the plan, there is still one day today, why did he suddenly change?

"Brother Qiang, what's wrong?" he asked as he put down the bun in his hand and stubbornly asked.

"A little change at the moment"

Ding Yongqiang's answer was extremely concise, and he didn't have to explain anything to Qian Shude, so he stood up after speaking.

"Hey... You're busy, I'll see you another day."

Qian Shude didn't dare to keep too much, and talking too much would make people bored.

The welcome car of the Xuanhuayuan Hotel in the city was just parked at the door, Ding Yongqiang said with a smile, and then walked out of the door, Qian Shude watched him get into the car and left, people were still like a dream, the arm he raised just now was not put down, it was too sudden, and he didn't give him a chance to react.

Looking at the city, who dares to do this with him? Those people in the business field are begging him, that is, the two leaders in the city, who dare to frown at him in extreme circumstances, and then have to say: Old money, isn't it all for GDP, it's a good thing to have arguments, and only progress can be made with arguments.

Walking back into the hall again, it seems that the fairy is still sitting and eating, there is a feeling of being separated from the world, and when he accepts all this, his face suddenly becomes not so kind, gloomy face, he does not dare to complain about the fairy, this does not mean that he is a saint, there is still a breath in his heart, as for why the fairy left, presumably the responsibility lies on the calf wearing a military coat!

Without the gods, this magnificent Furong Villa is also a pediatric building, and he can't give him any warmth, so he raised his hand and said to the beautiful waitress next to him, "Prepare the car, go back to the city"

Ding Yongqiang sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and recuperated, not bothering to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Qi Qinggang sat in the co-pilot, he could naturally see and think comprehensively from the perspective of the bystander, a boss like Qian Shude had seen a lot, naturally it was not worth mentioning, what made him puzzled was that the calf who looked a little brainless could actually be appreciated by the boss, and it was definitely green smoke on the ancestral grave.

At the same time, he is also secretly worried about the calf that can numb his arm, the disparity between the position of heaven and earth, just like a beggar climbing on the ground, a gentleman sitting on the high-speed train cutting steak, the gentleman kindly wants the beggar to taste what the steak tastes like, but the high-speed train can not stop, can only throw the steak down the window, if the beggar catches it, he can eat enough to stand up, and the oil and water are enough for him to starve for three or five days, but if he can't catch it, it is easier to be stoned to death by the impact brought by inertia!

It's hard to tell whether it's a blessing or a curse.

The immortals behind seemed to see through what Qi Qinggang was thinking, and said without opening his eyes, "There are many ambitious people in this world, such as Cao Cao, and there are many capable people, such as Sun Quan, there are also those who can win talents by just relying on their clever tongue and shedding a few tears, such as Liu Bei, but they failed to unify the Central Plains in the end."

He said this abruptly stopped.

Qi Qinggang couldn't speak, but his habitual thinking made him have to think: Could it be that this calf is Sima Yi?

Ding Yongqiang, who was in the back seat, seemed to smile and did not continue to speak.

Things have developed to the point where the Furong Villa, which was still full of people last night, is like a lonely building left behind in the wilderness at this moment, the kind that has been abandoned for a long time, full of cobwebs.

Without the gods in the mountains, it is destined to become a famous mountain, there is no boss in the villa, and the employees have begun to live a boring life, and they are listless and depressed.

There is only one person, who is still full of vitality and has a firm belief in his heart and looks forward to tomorrow.

This person is Zhang Xiao'e, who is only wearing a bath towel around her body, still sitting on the edge of the bed, so sleepy that her eyes can't be opened, swaying, if her back is next to the bed, she will fall asleep immediately.

She can roughly know what happened last night, the voice outside is a little quieter, she doesn't know at all, those scattered patchwork information is not enough to support her to draw the most correct conclusion, her inherent thinking is that Liu Qingqing is a toad above, Sun Hongwen is above the toad, and Sun Hongwen is Qian Shude above Sun Hongwen, as long as she sleeps with him, she is above ten thousand people under one person.

Because there are curtains in the way, she doesn't know what time it is, and the posture she has maintained overnight makes her body a little stiff, she really can't stand it, the waiting alone is too boring, and it is a miracle to be able to hold on until now, she raised her eyelids with all her might, looking at the closed door with blank eyes, and slowly murmuring "Why haven't you come yet"