Chapter 207: If you don't go crazy, you can't do anything
Since ancient times, it has received money from people and eliminated disasters with people.
I took the money that Luo gave me in my wheelchair and threw it into BQ Culture, although I still don't know exactly how much it was.
But I have to help him eliminate this disaster.
"Say it! What's up? "It's natural for me to ask.
Lin Bingbing thought for a while, and said with difficulty: "Help me and Luo Xiaolou hold a perfect wedding in front of relatives and friends of the Luo family." β
I was surprised: "You got the certificate with Luo Xiaolou?" β
Lin Bingbing sneered: "Last week in Shanghai, Lao Luo cried and begged me, and I agreed. β
I said, "I've got all the certificates, and I'm not a wedding celebration, so how can I help with this marriage?" β
Lin Bingbing was upright: "Luo Xiaolou's current appearance, I won't say much, if Mr. Ji has time, come with me to meet him in person, you will know how difficult it will be to hold this wedding." β
I got up: "Then let's go right away." β
Lin Bingbing nodded and followed.
Downstairs, I asked Lin Bingbing if she was driving.
Lin Bingbing said that the Luo family didn't have any other cars in this city, so she drove a Koenigsegg that Luo Xiaolou had bought before......
I rub!
Tens of millions of supercars.
Forget it, my Q5, let's let it rest in the parking lot.
Arrived at the parking lot in front of the building.
I saw Lin Bingbing's car, the 08 Koenigsegg edition4.7T
The black body, streamlined models, and a sense of extreme luxury everywhere.
Lin Bingbing skillfully beckoned me to sit in the co-pilot, start the car, hit the rudder, hit the road, and move forward.
Lin Bingbing drove very steadily, and the speed of the car was neither fast nor slow. Sitting in the car, only a slight and even engine roar was heard.
This voice makes people enthusiastic.
But as the owner of this car, Lin Bingbing, she was very cold, very cold......
Sports cars drove through the city, and through the windows, I could see the admiring gazes of passers-by.
But on the other hand, Lin Bingbing.
I'd love to ask her
"Bingbing, are you alive, happy?" β
Perhaps, she is living happily! I said this to myself.
The car finally drove into a rare old town in the center of the city, where the oldest courtyard houses are preserved.
Eventually, we came to a large courtyard house.
Such an ancient house......
In this city, even if there are hundreds of millions of silver at present, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get it.
Lin Bingbing said: "The house was bought by Lao Luo when he returned to the mainland in the late 80s. Now, the price of this house is ridiculously high. Come on, I'll lead you to Lao Luo first. By the way, I forgot to tell you, Lao Luo can stand up. β
I got out of the car with Lin Bingbing and walked into the courtyard with a high threshold.
As soon as he entered the hospital, he saw that Luo was in a wheelchair with a cane, resting in the yard and looking up at a big parrot he raised.
"The master is auspicious, the master is auspicious"
The little thing learns the human voice, learns the look, squints in the wheelchair, and looks distracted.
"Ahem! Uncle, Mr. Ji is here. Lin Bingbing spoke.
Wheelchair Luo turned around slowly, his eyes were extremely sad, his expression moved, and two lines of turbid tears could not help but flow down.
Seeing this, I hurriedly went over to help him and said, "Hey, Mr. Luo, why are you doing this, quick, sit here." β
I sat down in a nearby chair with my wheelchair.
"Mr. Ji! I...... I regret it in my heart! Regret shouldn't have been, hey...... At this point, I ...... How can I go to see the ancestors of the Luo family again. The wheelchair thumped his chest.
Lin Bingbing quickly took the tissue box, swished, pulled two tissues, and said lightly while helping the wheelchair Luo wipe his tears and snot: "Uncle Luo, don't cry, isn't Mr. Ji coming?" Besides, what's the use of you crying? Can you make Luo Xiaolou cry well? Pay attention to your body, the Luo family can still count on you in the future. β
I followed the persuasion: "Okay, Mr. Luo, things have come to this point, and it is useless to regret it." If you can get out of the wheelchair now, it is a sign of improvement, and in the future, the Luo family really depends on you. β
Wheelchair Luo grabbed my hand and said, "Mr. Ji! I Luo someone's life, Xiaolou's happiness in the future, all ...... It's all up to you. β
I nodded reluctantly, I guess I agreed!
At this time, Lin Bingbing whispered to me: "Mr. Ji, it's convenient for you to come and show me the small building." β
I got up.
Lin Bingbing raised her hand again to greet a nanny-like aunt: "Auntie, you come to take care of Uncle Luo, this afternoon, the sun is poisonous, don't get heat stroke for a long time." After a while, he went back to the house, cut the watermelon soaked in the cold water, and quenched Uncle Luo's thirst. β
"Okay, Bingbing, don't worry."
After Lin Bingbing finished speaking, she took my hand and motioned for me to go with her.
We went to the East Wing.
Lin Bingbing whispered: "Look at it this time, I estimate that the gods are coming, and they can't be cured." β
I asked, "What's crazy, civil or martial?" β
Lin Bingbing: "Wen ......"
Lin Bingbing and I entered the wing, turned a hall, and was about to open the door next to it. Suddenly, the door opened inside, and a young man full of vigor stood in front of me.
I was stunned for a moment, and then I saw that he was Luo Xiaolou.
Luo Xiaolou looks good now, more athletic, with a big T-shirt on his upper body and big shorts on his lower body. facial expressions......
I didn't look at it coldly, it was quite sunny, it didn't look like I was sick.
When Luo Xiaolou saw me, he stretched out his hand and spoke enthusiastically.
"Ivan! Great, you're here! My good friend! I've finally got you here. β
After speaking, Luo Xiaolou gave me a powerful hug.
This sentence made me understand in an instant, Luo Xiaolouββ
He's crazy!
After Luo Xiaolou hugged me, he looked up and down again and said, "Ivan, farewell to Paris, you go back to Russia, and we will not be in touch again." β
Me: "Uh...... That, who are you? β
Luo Xiaolou patted his chest: "I'm Pablo 61 Ruiz 61 Picasso, have you forgotten me?" β
I was stunned, and then pointed at Lin Bingbing and asked, "So, ...... she?"
Luo Xiaolou: "She is my sister Kang Qi." β
I studied medicine in school, and I didn't know much about art, but I vaguely remember Picasso's sister, who hung up before she grew up.
As for what Ivan he said, I don't seem to be sure if it's a character made up by Luo Xiaolou out of thin air.
I took the opportunity to take two steps back, and looked at Luo Xiaolou's yin and yang gods.
When it's over, I kind of get it.
Luo Xiaolou is hopeless!
This time, he's really crazy!
Pure schizophrenia, self-imaginary personality has completely replaced the original personality.
The memories of the past have been lost in the sea.
In addition, in addition to his personality, his external behavior, language, and everything else are no different from normal people.
Right now, even if I perform the Dafa of Crossing and return to ancient times, I will bring all the ancestors of the Ji family dynasties and dynasties to consult Luo Xiaolou together.
It can't cure him anymore......
At this time, Luo Xiaolou took me to look at his paintings, and we admired them together, and following his train of thought, we discussed with him the differences between Spanish art, French art and Russian art.
When he was done, Luo Xiaolou said that he wanted to create a magnificent masterpiece, and he asked his sister Kang Qi to accompany me to dinner with his father.
We left Luo Xiaolou's room.
When I went out, Lin Bingbing looked at me and said, "Do you think Picasso will have a wedding with his own sister?" β
I thought for a moment: "What about that certificate?" β
Lin Bingbing sighed lightly: "Uncle Luo is looking for a relationship and will do it for us." But this wedding is not good, the Luo family has a good face, and they must invite relatives and friends to witness this wedding together. In addition, my parents also had to attend, and they didn't know about Luo Xiaolou's situation. β
I thought to myself, "This is a problem." β
Lin Bingbing: "Mr. Ji, you do your best!" It really doesn't work, so let's think of something else. β
I nodded.
We went back to the main room.
In the house, the wheelchair Luo was sitting in front of the tea table, borrowing tea to drown his sorrows.
Seeing me come in, the wheelchair Luo asked the nanny to show me and Lin Bingbing a seat.
Sitting down, he got into a cup of tea.
My sketch.
Wheelchair Luo said: "Mr. Ji, you have seen the situation of Xiaolou, hey...... I can't imagine this. But right now, I really can't find anyone to help me except you. β
I said, "Mr. Luo, I'll do my best, by the way, can you provide Xiaolou Bazi." β
Wheelchair Luo was surprised: "Mr. Ji is also proficient in the art of eight-character numerology. β
Me: "I understand a little, I understand a little, and it's not a professional fortune teller, just combine it with medical science, and push the fate of the heavens to the second number." β
Wheelchair Luo couldn't help nodding, and then reported Xiaolou's eight characters to me.
I pinched the eight characters of Xiaolou in my heart, and secretly arranged the six relatives, ten gods, and good luck.
Ay......
When the eight-character vein clearly appeared in front of me, I sighed softly.
Luo Xiaolou.
Prosperous! Among the ten gods, bias is biased, biased wealth, and extremely prosperous!
The main thing that is biased is artistic creation, and metaphysics is in the same vein. Among the six relatives of the male life and wealth correspond to the father and the windfall.
This pattern, acquired and resolved, should avoid his father's industry and develop independently.
Art has no good end for Luo Xiaolou, he should be engaged in business and other flowing business.
It's a pity that in the future, he is now walking with ten years of partial fortune.
The money he earns is secretly funded by his father.
This year, when this gas number reached a exuberant extreme, tragedy struck!
I pushed Luo Xiaolou's luck again.
Hey......
Don't say it, if you look at it according to this luck in the future, this kid has really made some achievements in the printing industry!
If you don't go crazy, you can't make a weapon!
Right! If you don't go crazy, you can't make a weapon! Perhaps, he is crazy, and he can really be crazy to the title of artist.
I had a number in my heart, so I explained the numerology results in detail to the wheelchair Luo.
The wheelchair Luo was stunned for a long time. When he was done, he grabbed my hand and said, "Mr. Ji, you said it earlier, you said it earlier, I don't have to spend 200,000 Hong Kong dollars to ask a master in Hong Kong to personally approve Xiaolou." β
I rubbed it!
Creation makes people, I deserve not to earn these 200,000! That's right, it's still Hong Kong dollars!
At this point, I had to be generous, so I said to Wheelchair Luo, "Oh, you're not talking about that, are you?" Between us, what kind of money do you mention, if you change me, won't you save the 200,000 yuan. β
Wheelchair Luo: "Money is a small problem, I'm afraid that the master is not strict with his mouth and will be in trouble if he reveals the affairs of Xiaolou." β
I see, privacy! What do rich people pay attention to most? Privacy!
At this point, I advised the wheelchair not to be too sad. After Xiaolou, maybe he can really mix up the title of some family. It's just that he can't show up to talk about his creative passion with media friends, and he has to be replaced by Lin Bingbing.
Everyone was chatting about something, and suddenly, Luo Xiaolou came in outside the door, and then pulled me up and left.
I was stunned, Lin Bingbing wanted to stop it, but I stretched out my hand to stop it.
Luo Xiaolou pulled me into the courtyard and whispered very seriously: "Ivan, I have something I want to tell you. β
"Say it." I didn't care.
"I want to introduce my sister Kangqi to you as a lady."