Chen Fusheng hurried to Shi Qingfeng, the crown prince who was the first of the elders of Wei Duan to surrender to Chen Fusheng was waiting at the door of the club with a cautious face, and the two human-height statues of the painted peach door god set off him more funny, Chen Fusheng got out of the car and asked, "She has arrived?" ”

"Not long after I arrived, I was drinking tea, without you to speak, how dare we point fingers at this Guanyin Bodhisattva, by the way, the photographer we invited by Shi Qingfeng is also a very temperamental species, I always have a bad time to tell him that he is waiting for the murderous Shanghai Zhuyeqing, maybe people are still telling me a bad joke." The crown prince, who was not easy to please at both ends, simply threw the burden to Chen Fusheng, anyway, this whimsical plan was also his strong advocacy, otherwise with the crown prince's surname, he would be able to stay ten meters away from Zhu Yeqing, never nine meters.

"You are busy with you, follow the plan given to you by Cheng Yuanfang, and talk to me as soon as you have any questions." Chen Fusheng was not embarrassed by the crown prince, and when he walked into the gate of the Shiqing Summit, a middle-aged man with long hair was fiddling with his baby camera, because Chen Fusheng had told the crown prince in advance that he could not bring an assistant in photography, nor could he make a big battle, and only one person was allowed to have a camera.

The man with a very literary atmosphere sat on the chair intently, just wiping the camera, and he was a guy who went crazy, just like Chen Qingzhi playing with knives and guns, and he couldn't get out if he fell in. However, Chen Fusheng really can't accept this kind of literary and artistic goods, either cynical or sour, he himself thinks that he is just a little common man who shaves his head and wears cheap clothes, likes to squat on the stump than on the kang to eat, and has no common language with this kind of cultural person, and he is ashamed of himself.

To Tianyuan Pavilion, Zhu Yeqing did not drink tea, there was a turquoise wine jug on the table that made Chen Fusheng remember it vividly, when she saw Chen Fusheng, she also poured him a glass of wine, Chen Fusheng sat down and picked up the wine glass and took a sip, spicy, absolutely spicy, not to mention mellow, Chen Fusheng originally thought that it was a brand of high-grade old wine, Chen Fusheng did not study red wine and tea, but he was quite familiar with liquor, this glass of wine is not heavy on the aftertaste of the mouth, only a heavy breath into the mouth and I can't wait to burn the stimulation of the tongue and throat, fortunately, the first mouthful is not much, Otherwise, he couldn't swallow it, Chen Fusheng concluded that this wine was definitely not expensive, but it was very much in line with the appetite of the old drunkard back then.

Zhu Yeqing smiled: "Can you adapt?" ”

Chen Fusheng drank all the cups, wiped his mouth and handed out the cup, and said heartily: "Another cup." ”

"No, I bring such a pot every time I go out." Zhu Yeqing shook his head and said.

"When are you going to Yucheng?" Chen Fusheng didn't dare to joke with her casually, so he shifted the topic to business.

"Out of Shi Qingfeng, go directly to the airport." Zhu Ye Qingshu leaned on the sandalwood chair a little lazily, if it was the bald Meng Chong, these people who are familiar with her would know that she has 11 properties in the country, including Shanghai, and there is no place where the chair can be comfortably leaned on, and the back of each chair is either hollowed out in the middle or carved into an uneven Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Chart, which shows the outrageous degree of Zhu Yeqing's demanding of himself in the subtleties.

"Can we have dinner together?" Old mandarin duck, there must be dishes that meet your taste. Chen Fusheng said embarrassedly.

Zhu Yeqing glanced at Chen Fusheng with slanted eyes, did not speak, and gently shook the wine jug.

"There is a Wang Jingquan in Wuxi who is said to know you, and he just came to Nanjing to have a little friction with me. Chen Fusheng said with a smile.

"Not interested." Zhu Yeqing refused.

"Sister Huangfu." Chen Fusheng said "grief-stricken".

"Don't disgust me."

Zhu Yeqing didn't have a good face, changed his posture slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, staring at Chen Fusheng, who was thinking about going crooked and evil again, and played with taste: "You're not afraid that others will say that you eat soft rice?" It's not enough to eat my daughter-in-law, now come and eat my soft rice with bamboo leaves? ”

Chen Fusheng sat up straight, and said with a smile: "What's not to be afraid of, it's really soft rice, that day I Chen Fusheng can eat the soft rice of my daughter-in-law Cao Pujia and Shanghai Zhuyeqing at the same time, others want to say, although pink eye eats their sour grapes, we birds are not birds, a group of waste firewood that is not worthy of lifting shoes for you, is not as good as a hillbilly like me, and is still qualified to poke Lao Tzu's backbone?" Then they have to wait until they are like Lao Tzu and even eating,, and sleeping to think about how to endure hardships and work hard, so that they have that confidence! ”

Zhu Yeqing still poured a second glass of wine for Chen Fusheng for some reason, and when he poured the wine, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and said softly: "Do you know who Zhao Kunpeng hired in Shanghai was?" ”

Chen Fusheng's body shook, took the wine glass, and did not speak.

"Yes, it's me."

Zhu Yeqing also sat up straight and smiled: "Because I think that instead of letting others kill you, it is better to bend your backbone with your own hands." ”

"Why?" Chen Fusheng smiled bitterly.

"It's hard to say."

Zhu Yeqing took a sip of his own thoughts, as if he was talking to himself, "The first time you met me in Old Man Sun's house, I also told you that I was going to get a book. I'm the same as you, you were raised by your mother since you were a child, and you ate all your eyes in Zhangjiazhai, and I followed my dad to run around the north and south of the river, which is not a bumpy ordeal, that is, when you go up the mountain to hunt wild boars and jump in the mountains, I have begun to adapt to killing, don't look at me with the kind of straight hook eyes that look at monsters, be careful I gouge your eyes, the first time you were lucky to be dodged by the worm, this time if I do it, what do you think you have a chance of winning? ”

Chen Fusheng was sitting precariously, his eyes did not dare to be unscrupulous.

Zhu Yeqing sighed with emotion: "I am also a human, not a god or a monster, but ordinary people must not be counted, otherwise it is too pretentious, but I have always felt that only by treating people as people and not treating myself as people can I get ease and happiness." You were kicked out of Shanghai by Zhao Kunpeng, I thought your life was over, I didn't expect you to appear in front of me in the Nanjing dog fighting ring, and it was quite human-like and dog-like, I was curious, did you meet a nobleman, the answer is yes and no, so I asked Shang Jiawu to play with you, but when I saw Cao Pujia with a big belly, I hesitated, not because I was afraid of the family behind her, but because she defeated my whole life after the age of 15. The one who loves you the most in this world may be your demonic brother Chen Fusheng, but the one who loves you the most is the stupid woman named Cao Pujia, you definitely don't understand it now, and when you climb to a position where you think you can talk to her family on an equal footing, you definitely still don't understand. Why does she pay, you don't understand, it is because you don't understand, she can wait for you happily, a fool who desperately wishes that 24 hours a day can be used to struggle, a stupid father who waits for his man to grow from a child to a child. ”

Chen Fusheng's mind was in a mess, he couldn't keep up with Zhu Yeqing's thinking, which was more of a headache than talking to Qiao Mai, a high-IQ female representative not long ago. And Zhu Yeqing didn't care about Chen Fusheng waiting for the following, he drank the wine one by one, and seemed unwilling to speak again, if Chen Fusheng had the ability to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, he might have to turn over her body and pump her ass, but Chen Fusheng was now holding a gun and carrying an explosives bag in his hand, so he had no chance of winning, so he could only let her be in a daze.

She's a psychopath.

Chen Fusheng can only explain it like this, otherwise no woman will light fireworks and then snipe beautifully and shoot her head.

Zhu Yeqing finally spoke, and said something that made Chen Fusheng completely speechless, "I admit that I am a madman." ”

I'm afraid that the fierce Zhou Guoqi who has never been defeated can only be defeated gorgeously when he encounters Zhu Yeqing. Zhu Yeqing untied his ponytail little by little, and said softly: "Go to Guanyin Hall and wait for me, you can only take pictures, and no one can see me along the way, otherwise I will kill one by one." ”

Chen Fusheng didn't react for a while, because at this moment, Zhu Yeqing's style once again let him see the ponytail beauty carrying a sniper under the fireworks.

Finally came back to his senses, and immediately ran out to let the crown prince disperse the relevant personnel, of course, he didn't forget to let the literary buddy lend him the camera to play, Chen Fusheng once studied hard in Shanshui Huamen even how to repair the water heater, of course, he didn't miss the camera, not proficient, but also so-so, and later also consulted with his daughter-in-law, he doesn't like to shoot natural landscapes, only interested in people, and only wants to be able to shoot Shen Yun, which coincides with his daughter-in-law.

Shiqingfeng Guanyin Hall.

Chen Fusheng stood at the door dumbfounded.

The bamboo leaves and white clothes and white pants that take off their coats are all linen, simple and natural, just like a white-clothed Guanyin.

She walked into the Guanyin Hall, took off her socks, and revealed a pair of delicate snowy jade feet, sitting on the lotus seat with her legs knotted.

Zhu Yeqing second-hand humble palms. The thumb and little finger are twisted at each end, and the remaining six fingers are slightly flexed, such as opening a lotus shape.

A red cord on your wrist.

The other hangs a simple rosary made of one hundred and eight sandalwood beads, which hangs down peacefully.

How strict is the Bodhisattva of Contemplation?

It's just that the scarlet rouge on her mouth is thrilling, she has never been angry, but people don't even dare to blaspheme.

Chen Fusheng was dumbfounded.

She is not angry, not ashamed, not angry.

Chen Fusheng sighed in his heart.

Click.

Zhu Yeqing got up slowly, and Chen Fusheng said anxiously: "Can you take another picture?" ”

Zhu Yeqing sat down again, and leaned his hands back to the right, so that his back was facing each other. Cross the left little finger with the right big finger and cross the right little finger with the left big finger. The middle six fingers bind the wrist, like a three-strand pestle.

That touch of rouge is still terrifying.

Click.

Chen Fusheng was holding the camera in a daze, and after Zhu Yeqing put on his shoes and socks, he passed by him and said lightly: "I am waiting for the day when you dance the Huangpu River with me, before that day, I will never be your last hole card." In this world, only oneself can save oneself and achieve oneself, and saving others cannot win the seventh-level floating slaughter, and killing a few people who are in the way will definitely not be able to go to the eighteenth layer of hell. ”

Snake scorpion heart, bamboo leaf green.

It turned out to be a murderous tiger like a rouge tiger.

(To be continued)