Yuhu Mountain is located in the northern suburbs of Yuzhou City. It has hilly landforms. The mountain is not high, but it looks like its name. From a distance, it looks like a sloping jade pot. Guhua Temple is on the hillside halfway up the mountain. This temple is actually not ancient. It was originally built by a donated gentry in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. It was originally deserted for a long time. However, after the reform and opening up, with the prosperity of the travel industry, the provinces and cities allocated funds to renovate it many times, and it gradually became lively. Most people who go to Wuyin Lake to visit will burn a stick of incense here.

The Audi car parked at the foot of the mountain. Wang Siyu took Fang Ruhai's huge body and walked out of the car and slowly rushed up the mountain. The road up the mountain was not steep. A cement road worth more than ten meters wide was full of tourists. Every fifty meters away, a monk would stand on the side of the road in a navy blue cassock to welcome and see him off. He nodded and smiled at the tourists from time to time, which was somewhat similar to the hotel's welcome staff. Wang Siyu felt that the host of this temple should be very business-minded, and his family's business should not be wrong. There were gods and Buddhas on it, and the country also had a series of tax exemption policies below. In addition, it was a profitable business. As long as it was managed properly, it would be difficult not to make a profit.

Fang Ruhai had a lot of difficulty climbing the mountain. After walking for a while, he stopped and stood there and gasped. Wang Siyu hurriedly took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over. Fang Ruhai smiled, wiped off the fine sweat beads on his forehead, leaned on the mahogany railing on the edge of the road for a while, and continued to move upwards. The two walked for fifteen or sixteen minutes before they could vaguely see the vermilion gate from the green shade.

After walking for a few dozen meters, I went up step by step along the stone steps, and finally reached the middle of the mountain. There was a large area of ​​flat and empty flat ground here. Through a small forest, the entire temple appeared in front of me. At this time, the sun was very bright and the incense in the temple was too strong. The misty smoke rose with the breeze. The entire temple was shrouded in the clouds and emitting a mysterious and mysterious aura.

After entering the temple, he first walked around the open space outside the hall. Fang Ruhai took out a thick envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into a black merit box with four red words 'Immortal merit'. The monk standing next to the merit box hurriedly gave him a deep gift and shouted loudly: "The stars of good fortune shine, and good luck will come."

Wang Siyu followed him and saw the monk aiming at him with his eyes, so he had no choice but to feel sorry for him. So he put his hand into his pocket generously, took out a handful of coins, and threw them in. A clear collision sound suddenly sounded inside. When the monk saw it, he rolled his eyes immediately, hummed softly from his nose, and stared at elsewhere.

The two walked forward a few steps, and three drums suddenly sounded in the hall. More than 20 monks walked out of the main hall, lined up on both sides of the road, and stood silently. While the tourists were curious, they also flashed to the side and made a small path. After two or three minutes, four tall monks walked out of the hall with a bamboo rack. On the bamboo rack was an old monk wearing a big red cassock. Under the gaze of people, they slowly walked through the courtyard and walked out of the temple gate.

Wang Siyu couldn't help frowning, turned his head and asked softly: "Is this person the abbot of the host?"

Fang Ruhai nodded and said, "Master Zhikong, President of the West China Buddhist Association, and Member of the Third National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference."

Wang Siyu watched the bamboo frame tremblingly being carried into the woods, and his mouth was clattering, and he didn't say anything anymore.

After buying incense, he entered the main hall, lit the incense paper and inserted it into the incense niche. Fang Ruhai bowed to the Buddha statue and bowed again and again, folded his hands together, muttering words in his mouth, with a solemn and pious expression. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and turned to Wang Siyu beside him, saying, "Come here to worship, too. Today is Xiaojing's mother's death day. I just came back from the grave in the morning and met you at noon. There seems to be a certainty in this. I am afraid that Xiaojing's mother is in a hurry to see her future son-in-law."

Wang Siyu was shocked after hearing this, and quickly followed Fang Ruhai's appearance, bowed a few times with a solemn expression, praying sincerely in his heart, hoping that the old man could get spiritual peace in another world and no longer be troubled by this world of turbid world.

After raising the incense, the two walked to the hanging table next to them, where there were fifteen or sixteen incense tables. Each incense table had an octagonal tag. They each took out a tag from the tag. When Wang Siyu was drawing lots, he thought about Liao Jingqing, and he secretly wondered if he had any fate with her. He took the bamboo stick with red paint into his hand. Looking carefully, he saw that it was written in small fly heads with small flies, "Don't panic when the fortune is quiet, but it is even more ridiculous to be blamed. It is hard for others to find treasure in their hearts. When the fortune comes, it will fall from the sky."

After reading the text on the sign, Wang Siyu shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that fate really can't be asked for. He originally planned to go to the tutor on the street tomorrow to pretend to be a tutor and take the opportunity to approach Liao Jingqing. After reading the sign, he gave up this idea and let it go. Maybe one day when luck comes, Sister Liao will naturally fall from the sky and fall naked on his bed.

Wang Siyu threw the bamboo stick on the incense table and turned his head to look at Fang Ruhai. He saw that he was holding the bamboo stick in his hand in a daze. Wang Siyu's curiosity was aroused by him. He hurriedly leaned over and glanced, but saw that the bamboo stick read: "The phoenix bloomed its feathers, and all the birds were shocked. The clouds rose to the sky, and the sound of the song was known to thousands of people."

Wang Siyu hurriedly touched his jaw and said, "It's a good sign, it's really a good sign. It seems that the teacher is going to be promoted."

After hearing this, Fang Ruhai shook his head, threw the bamboo stick on the incense table, and smiled and said, "Let's go."

In fact, when he drew this lottery, he asked about Wang Siyu's future...

When he went down the mountain, his steps were much lighter. Fang Ruhai was in a good mood and he was chatting with Wang Siyu with a smile. Wang Siyu focused on the steps under Fang Ruhai's feet and stretched out his hand to support him from time to time, for fear that Fang Ruhai would step on the air. After the two went down the mountain, they got into the car. The car slowly started and continued to drive forward.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Huading Country Club, but Wang Siyu found a sign of closing business hanging at the gate, and four security guards stood in front of the door with serious expressions. One of them reached out to stop the car and shouted: "The business is closed today, come again another day."

Fang Ruhai frowned slightly, and the driver hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. He walked to the door, took out his ID and shook it in front of everyone's eyes, and said a few words to the security guard. The security guard nodded quickly, turned around and ran to the mailroom at the door, and made a hurry to make a call. Five minutes later, he answered a call and hurriedly opened the door. The driver slowly started the car and drove the car straight in.

When the car drove inside, its vision suddenly became widened. Only then did Wang Siyu realize that there was actually a golf course. Looking around, there was a fresh and eye-catching green everywhere. After the car stopped, Wang Siyu got out of the car and walked up the gentle slope behind Fang Ruhai. He saw three or four people swinging the ball in the distance. Not far behind them, there were more than a dozen people standing, whispering from time to time.

Fang Ruhai walked under a parasol and sat down. He took off a white towel from the chair next to him to wipe his sweat. He reached out and picked up a bottle of juice from the round table and threw it to Wang Siyu, who was sitting at the top. Wang Siyu opened the juice drink and took a sip. He looked forward, but saw that the person who was playing the ball swing was actually Fang Rujing, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and the secretary of the Yuzhou Municipal Party Committee. He was wearing a black casual jacket and a pair of snow-white tourist shoes under his feet. He was leaning on the club and whispering to the person next to him.

Seeing that Wang Siyu was staring at the group of people, Fang Ruhai pointed at these people and introduced to Wang Siyu: "The one on the left of your second uncle is Li Guoyong, Secretary of the Yuzhou Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, the one on the right is President Cai of the Municipal Procuratorate, and the one behind is Deputy Director Xiao of the Municipal Bureau. All three of them were promoted by Rujing and are the backbone of our Fang family."

Wang Siyu knew that Fang Ruhai had completely regarded him as a member of the Fang family and had no reservations about him anymore. He couldn't help but feel moved. After taking a sip of juice, he put the juice drink in his hand on the table, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a sip, and smiled and said, "Uncle Second has good ball skills."

Fang Ruhai waved his hand with disdain on his face and said, "It's normal, he hasn't beat me in this field yet."

At this time, Fang Rujing's secretary He Zhongliang ran over from the front with the club in his arms, and a few meters away, then smiled and said, "Master, you are forty minutes late."

Fang Ruhai smiled, raised his hand and pointed to the seat opposite, signaled him to sit down, nodded and said, "I did something by the way. I thought it was a one-on-one fight, why did so many people call?"

He Zhongliang sat on the chair, smiled and looked at Wang Siyu with a glance, and whispered to Fang Ruhai: "Who is this?"

Fang Ruhai whispered: "My student Wang Siyu Xiaoyu, please get to know He Dami. He has been with your second uncle for many years. You should learn more from him in the future."

He Zhongliang heard the three words "Your Second Uncle", and immediately felt very clear. He didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly stood up first, shook hands with Wang Siyu enthusiastically, and said softly: "He Zhongliang, please take care of Brother Wang."

Wang Siyu hurriedly shook his head and said, "Myster He is so polite. You should take care of me more."

The two of them politely said a few words and sat down again. He Zhongliang had no worries at this time and explained softly: "The investigation team has worked very hard recently. Secretary Fang plans to let the comrades come out to relax and encourage everyone by the way."

Fang Ruhai glanced at the crowd and said softly: "How is it going now? When will the Internet be closed?"

He Zhongliang smiled and said, "According to the current progress, it is okay to take down the line of politics and law. If you are lucky, you can still catch a few big fish. Secretary Fang means, don't rush to close the net, but slowly put pressure on others to jump out and fall into it, and strive to make this bomb exert its maximum lethality."

Wang Siyu was speechless and was confused. When he was frowning, he saw Fang Ruhai smiling and nodding, "It would be great if he could pull Fan Minzhe out. He was the loyal thug of the old monkey. If he kept him, it would be like removing one of the old monkey's arm."

He Zhongliang smiled and shook his head, "Fan Minzhe is too cunning. After that incident, he has never been to the 'rich man' again. He has been much more at the Standing Committee recently. Secretary Fang probably has washed himself clean. It is unlikely to take the opportunity to take him off this time, but as long as he knocks down the people, he will become a toothless tiger and will not jump for long. This matter is probably done by the little monkey, otherwise the other party would not take such a big risk to cover it up. In my opinion, this punch will definitely hit the old monkey's pain."

Hearing the words "Big Rich Man", Wang Siyu finally realized it and couldn't help but be happy, but he was still a little confused, so he turned his doubtful eyes to Fang Rujing, and Fang Rujing snorted in his nose, pointed at Wang Siyu, and said to He Zhongliang: "Let me talk to Rujing and find a way to get this kid into the task force. He is very capable. He is a real monkey. He just drills into Princess Iron Fan's belly. From my perspective, the three directors of the inspection office are not as good as him."

He Zhongliang smiled, and he could naturally hear the teasing in Fang Ruhai's tone. At the same time, he also figured out the care of it, so he blinked at Wang Siyu with a kind smile on his face.

Wang Siyu's heart was like a mirror. He knew that Fang Ruhai was ridiculing him and that he could not hide the things in the morning from these old guys. He could see through his tricks with just a glance. Wang Siyu hurriedly scraped his nose with embarrassment, laughed a few times, and defended softly: "You haven't mentioned it to me, how could I know Secretary Fang is investigating."

Fang Ruhai also smiled slightly, his smile a little unfathomable, and waved his hand and said, "Anyway, don't worry about that matter anymore. Study at the Party School with peace of mind. When will you take the position of secretary of the listing party committee, and then think about being Wang Qingtian."

This was a bit heavy. Wang Siyu felt uncomfortable when he heard it, but he was helpless. Who said that he was his teacher and father-in-law? Even if he said it a little bit ugly, he would have to bear it...

While awkwardly, Wang Siyu looked up and saw Fang Rujing standing thirty meters away, waving her hand frequently. He hurriedly reminded: "Teacher, the second uncle is calling you."

Fang Ruhai stopped when he saw it was good, and he was also afraid of suffocating Wang Siyu's aura. In fact, Fang Ruhai still admired Wang Siyu's character very much. After all, he saw his shadow from Wang Siyu. If it were thirty years ago, Fang Ruhai would have been more impatient than Wang Siyu, and might have led a group of brothers to the door.

Thinking of this, Fang Ruhai stood up with a smile, walked behind Wang Siyu, patted him gently on his shoulder, then reached out to take the club handed by He Zhongliang, and walked forward swayingly.

Seeing Fang Ruhai walking away, He Zhongliang smiled at Wang Siyu and said, "Brother Wang, why don't you go over and exercise?"

Wang Siyu hurriedly shook his head and said frankly: "My He Dami, I have never touched a club and can't get off the court."

He Zhongliang laughed and said, "It's very simple, let's go and I'll teach you."

Seeing that he sincerely invited him, Wang Siyu couldn't refuse his face, so he stood up and followed him to the practice field.

More than ten minutes later, under the guidance of He Zhongliang, Wang Siyu raised his buttocks and abdomen, stared at the golf ball on the lawn with his eyes, swung his arms lightly, and waved the club in an extremely graceful posture. The next moment, the white golf ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew into the nearby small lake from afar.
Chapter completed!