In the next two days, Ji Lin participated in the training of new employees every day, and the relationship with the new employees also got along very well.

Everything seems to be moving forward in a good way, and this kind of dull and peaceful day makes Ji Lin enjoy it very much.

"Shangguan Xue, aren't you still eating?"

At noon on Thursday, after Ji Lin finished his training, he returned to the office with his lunch box and was about to leave, when his eyes suddenly fell on Shangguan Xue, the iceberg beauty, in the corner.

"It's still early, I'll read the book for a while and then go, anyway, there are many people in the staff canteen now, so there's no need to squeeze with them."

Shangguan Xue raised her head and smiled slightly, lowered her head and continued to read, as cold as ever, and cherished words like gold.

Shangguan Xue doesn't hate Ji Lin, but that's all, being able to answer Ji Lin's questions is already a benefit that many male employees can't envy.

"When the Buddha tells the heavenly maiden, and wait for a while, I should talk about your karma ...... now."

Picking up the suit and preparing to leave, after glancing at the book on the table, Ji Lin's eyes were a little strange.

"You know the scriptures too?"

It seemed that he could feel Ji Lin's scorching gaze behind him, Shangguan Xue raised his head and smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, full of flowers.

"I know a little bit about it." Ji Lin nodded.

Ji Lin cultivated all his life, dabbled in all the sons and hundreds of schools, and admired Buddhism.

"Confucianism is the surface, the Tao is the bone, and the Buddha is the heart", this sentence is the true portrayal of Ji Lin.

"'Sutra' is the language of the Buddha's thoughts, and the theory of the Great Cloud Sutra is good, but it has been misinterpreted by Wu Cong as the theoretical basis for a woman to become an emperor, and it is too angry and not suitable for women to read."

"If you are really interested in Buddhism, you might as well take a look at the Lengyan Sutra."

Ji Lin said as he handed a copy of the Lengyan Sutra to Shangguan Xue in his drawer.

"Since the first reading of Lengyan, I don't read the dregs of the world!"

"This scripture is actually a hand-copied copy of Mr. Nan, this gift is too valuable."

After Shangguan Xue glanced at the handwriting on the scripture, she was suddenly startled and a little excited.

Mr. Nan is a native of Jiangnan, who has devoted his life to spreading traditional Chinese culture, and has founded the "Jiangnan University Hall", which integrates Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and can directly point to people's hearts with Buddhism, which is a rare great virtue of "attaining Bodhi" in this world.

Seventy years ago, the situation in China was delicate, Ji Lin went to New York State, and soon after, Mr. Nan and Daqian Jushi and other friends crossed the ocean and lived on Treasure Island.

Now that Daqian has passed away, Mr. Nan is still alive.

Being able to get the scriptures handwritten by his old man himself is tantamount to getting a rare treasure for Chinese studies enthusiasts like Shangguan Xue.

Although Shangguan Xue was very moved, she also understood the preciousness of this thing.

The so-called merit is not punished, he and Ji Lin are not related, how can he receive such a valuable gift?

"The Buddha said that the Lengyan Sutra is the last sutra to be destroyed in this world, and this scripture is born with the effect of breaking down demonic barriers."

"This scripture is just a copy of Mr. Nan's handwriting by the younger generations, and it is not worth a few dollars, Shangguan Xue, you can accept it with confidence."

"This ......"

"You and I are colleagues, I may need your help one day in the future, and this thing should be used as a thank you gift in advance."

"Thank you very much."

Seeing Shangguan Xuexian's hands circulating, he couldn't put it down and picked up the manuscript of the Lengyan Sutra, Ji Lin was a little funny.

This thing, naturally, is Mr. Nan's authentic handiwork, which may be very valuable to others, but it is nothing to Ji Lin.

"In the past, I crossed the Jiangnan with Nanxian Brother Ma, this scripture was one of several scriptures copied when he was in retreat in Daping Temple of Mount Emei, and now I gave Shangguan Xue with a lot of wisdom, but it is also considered to be the right person."

Seeing that Shangguan Xue was once again caught in the world of Buddhist scriptures, Ji Lin took his suit and walked out.

As soon as he walked to the office door, a beautiful shadow came to his face, almost colliding with Ji Lin.

"Ji Lin, I almost bumped into it, don't mean it, hehe."

Du Shiya stuck out her tongue and pinched her hair hanging down to her shoulders, a little embarrassed.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be working overtime in the ancient architecture department today to draw the blueprints, right? Why are you here? Could it be absenteeism? Ji Lin frowned slightly.

"No, I didn't miss work."

"An hour later, there will be a chess tournament in the small hall, and every department will send people to participate."

"Because there is still a vacancy for special guests, Director Zhou of the Personnel Department decided to let you go over and make up the numbers."

Du Shiya stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

"Let me be a special guest?"

Ji Lin touched his nose and secretly said that Zhou Tao was a thief, and he actually invited a new employee of his own to be a special guest, which may not be very kind.

However, this is just a chess game, so why should Ji Lin be afraid?

"Okay, I know, you go first, I'll be on time when the time comes." Ji Lin nodded and responded to the matter.

Yulei Group's welfare for employees is quite good, and Ji Lin also has his own exclusive suite in Yulei Group.

After taking a bath in the suite, Ji Lin changed into a Tang costume.

Xiangqi is the quintessence of China, and it is a game that pays great attention to the norms of etiquette.

In terms of clothing, chess etiquette is required to be clean, tidy and generous.

Although there is no specific subdivision of clothing specifications, Ji Lin is used to wearing Tang costumes every time he plays games and watches chess, and this time is naturally no exception.

"This time I was invited to participate in the chess competition, although I was a special guest, but the teaching director Zhou Tao was not right."

"If nothing else, there may be a wave at that time, and I naturally have to take precautions."

Ji Lin smiled without saying a word, and his eyes flashed.

The small hall has a very elegant name, called Chengchengzhai, which was originally a staff dormitory building, but was rebuilt after the earthquake.

Although it is named "small", it can accommodate a full 3,000 people. The interior decoration is elegant, and it is the first choice for various competitions within the Yulei Group.

Chinese culture has declined since modern times, and chess, an ancient and traditional game, is rarely proficient even in the long-established Yulei Group.

There are a lot of employees who come here to watch the game today, and there are about three to five hundred people in many departments, but there are only about 20 people who actually participated.

When Ji Lin stepped into the small hall, it caused a lot of "commotion" and "movement".

"Ji Lin is already very handsome in a suit, I didn't expect to be so temperamental in a Tang suit."

The beauties of the archaeological department were chattering and excited.

Some members of the Appearance Association have already found their Kidney Six mobile phones and started taking pictures.

As for the beauties of other departments, they are all amazing, and they have decided to go to the archaeology department more in the future.

"Silence!"

Seeing that the scene was out of control, the old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the "main" and "seat" stage frowned, and his old and rich voice suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

The old man seemed to be quite majestic, and the hustle and bustle around him came to an abrupt end.

In the center of the small hall, a short young man from an island country wearing a kimono is playing against a tall young man in a hanfu.

Behind the two, there were many people who looked like employees, and everyone watched the game through the large projection screen.

Chess, a traditional game, is very much about etiquette, but this etiquette is not complicated.

"Before playing chess, sit quietly; Drop lightly, don't make a sound. ”

"Before the game, salute first; At the end of the game, restore the place. ”

These two sentences are the most basic rules of etiquette in chess.

In addition, when playing chess, there are some details that players need to pay attention to, and anyone who knows a little about chess will consciously follow them.

"Zhou Shenji?"

When Ji Lin's gaze fell on the sign on the table of the coercive old man who spoke just now in the center of the "Lord" and "Xi" platforms, his eyes couldn't help but be a little more surprised.

Yulei Group was founded in the late Qing Dynasty, since its inception has produced a large number of talents, such as Mr. Zhan, Mr. Mao, Mr. Lin and other masters were born during the Republic of China.

Although these masters have traveled to the Crane Immortal, their inheritance has not been broken, and there are still descendants and disciples alive.

Like the three elders of Yulei, the white-haired Zhou Shenji in front of him studied under Mr. Peng, the first national player of the Republic of China.

Although Zhou Shenji is only a registered disciple of Mr. Peng in his eighties, he is also a stupid bird who flies first, and his chess skills are superb and invincible, and he is quite a chivalrous teacher, and is recognized as the first person in Yulei Group to play chess.

Zhou Shenji has been retired for many years, if it weren't for the loneliness of Chinese studies and the eastward expansion of Western studies, the younger generation would only know the slow movement of the island country and the stars of the stick country.

On the contrary, if you ignore the quintessence left by your ancestors, Zhou Shenji will not accept the re-employment of Yulei Group this year and personally sit in the chess competition.

As if he could feel Ji Lin's distant snooping, Zhou Shenji twisted his white beard, smiled and nodded at Ji Lin in the air, and his old eyes were full of kindness.

"This person is proficient in Chinese culture, and his self-cultivation and health preservation skills seem to be good, and he wants to be friends with Lin Lao, Zhan Lao, and Mao Lao." After thinking about it carefully, Ji Lin quickly understood the reason why Zhou Shenji favored him.

"Tianyijun, I agreed."

Just when the old and the young were "eyebrows and eyebrows", a seemingly humble, but arrogant voice pulled Ji Lin's gaze back.

On the field, the tall Shenzhou young man had an ugly face, and he couldn't accept the outcome of defeat.

The young man from the short island country laughed loudly, and the pimples on his face shook and trembled, which was very hideous.

"Ji Lin, this kid's name is Ichiro Yamamoto, and he was the runner-up in the Island Country Youth Chess Tournament last year."

"He is an exchange student from the University of Tokyo this year, and he is a member of the 'extreme' and right-wing forces of the island country, so we can't let him succeed."

Zhou Tao gritted his teeth and walked over, looking at Ji Lin's eyes burning.

"Director Zhou, I am a special guest invited by you, and I will not surrender my identity to play against anyone."

Ji Lin shrugged his shoulders and walked all the way to the "Lord" and "Xi" platforms.

"Don't worry, you'll play against Ichiro Yamamoto, he promised me."

Looking gloomily at Ji Lin's distant back, Zhou Tao smiled very coldly.

In this chess competition, Zhou Shenji is the main judge, and the auxiliary judges are Ji Lin's old friends - Han Yan and Guo Deyi.

"Ji Lin, I didn't expect you to be interested in chess." Han Yan smiled at Ji Lin and nodded.

"Chess pays attention to strategy and calculation, and it is easy to get started and difficult to master, could it be that Ji Lin is going to be a special guest this time?"

"Put" and "play" with the imported luxury water cup in his hand, Guo Deyi looked disdainful and looked down at the sky with an elegant 40-degree perspective.

"Summer insects can't talk about ice, mayflies know spring, summer, autumn and winter?"

Ji Lin shrugged, Yun Qingfeng sat beside Han Yan lightly, and directly took Guo's proud words as air.

The phrase "summer insects can't talk about ice" is about summer insects, and it is impossible to explain winter ice and snow to it, which is a metaphor for people's limited knowledge and short-sightedness.

Mayflies are the most primitive winged insects, with a lifespan of only one day, and even day and night can not be distinguished, how can it know that there are four seasons in a year, and the four seasons are divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter?

Ji Lin quoted scriptures, and the whole sentence did not contain a single dirty word, but Guo Smir scolded the individual for being incomplete, let me ask Guo Smug, can he not be angry?

"Who else would dare to fight me? Could it be that no one dares to fight with me, an island countryman? Are you people of Middle-earth 'dead' and 'light'? ”