The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

In late autumn, Fahua Temple is full of fallen leaves.

As usual, Chen Buyi went to clean up fallen leaves after finishing his homework.

In the yard, it was extremely quiet, only the sound of him sweeping the floor was heard.

A gust of autumn wind blows, and the courtyard just swept is covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves.

How could the fallen leaves be swept away in such a season?

But Chen Buyi's heart was like water, and he continued to clean unhurriedly.

Outside the mountain gate of Fahua Temple, five pure black Bentleys drove over and stopped in unison.

More than [-] bodyguards got out of the car together, and their movements were in unison.
The full-time driver hurriedly opened the rear door, and Mr. Nong got out of the car wearing shiny new leather shoes.

Sunglasses covered his face, he stood in the autumn wind, slowly raised his head, looking at the hundreds of steps.

Behind him, the housekeeper and farmer followed closely.

Mr. Nong was wearing a suit made by Italian handcrafts and matching sunglasses, which made him look more elegant.

The tall and straight figure and the face of an uncle comparable to a girl-level killer are enough to shock anyone.

Chen Qianjiao said that their generation produced heroes.

Like Qin Chong, Chen Buyi, Lu Yifeng, Mr. Nong...they are all very good talents.

Including Shen Zhenfeng, apart from internal talents, their facial features are correct and their aura is imposing.

Someone once said that young people like them can achieve a career no matter where they are placed.

In fact, each of these people performed well afterwards, and they were all kings in their field.

Regrettably, Lu Yifeng died young.

In the bleak autumn wind, Mr. Nong's skirt was blowing, making him look even more elegant.

The housekeeper, the farmer, said respectfully, "Boss, please!"

Mr. Nong was not in a hurry to go up the mountain, but looked at the picturesque mountain beams and said, "Do you know why I chose this season to return to Tiandu?"

Everyone was taken aback, no one knew his intentions.

The butler said, "We are stupid, and we hope the boss will enlighten us!"

Mr. Nong sighed, "If Xiaomi is by my side, she will know what I want!"

The butler tentatively asked, "Does it mean that the autumn wind sweeps away everything that stands in our way?"

Mr. Nong was taken aback, a smile flashed across his face.

Stepping up the steps, more than [-] bodyguards in suits and shoe collars followed him like a shadow. This posture is very grand.

The four bodyguards in front cleared the way. Although there was no one in front of them, they still performed their duties.

When I came to the gate of the temple, there was a large incense burner outside, with three big characters written on the top of the gate.

Fahua Temple.

The steward asked for instructions, "Boss, do you want to burn incense sticks?"

Mr. Nong glanced at him, "Do I need to burn incense and worship Buddha? This mountain is mine now, should he worship me or should I worship him?"

"..."

The butler couldn't help wiping off his cold sweat.

He always thought that Mr. Nong bought this mountain forest just to better protect the temple. He wanted to be quiet and not allow anyone to disturb him.

It seems that I guessed wrong again...

I asked myself that I have been with him for more than 20 years, and I never knew what he was thinking?
"You wait outside!"

Mr. Nong gave an order, and all the bodyguards stood in two rows with their heads held high.

The butler also stood there respectfully, and only Mr. Nong walked in.

Chen Buyi was cleaning the fallen leaves when Mr. Nong stepped in and said loudly, "No matter how clean you are, it will still fall. You are a monk, why don't you understand this truth?"

Chen Buyi didn't raise his head, and continued to do his own thing.

There are no volunteers in the temple, they take care of themselves.

Mr. Nong took a few steps forward, "You seem to have known that I was coming, and you are not surprised at all."

"Amitabha! I am a disciple of Buddhism now, and I don't care about worldly affairs. If the almsgiver wants to burn incense, please go to the main hall."

Chen Buyi was wearing a very simple gray gown, and his hair had already been shaved.

Except for some stories that can be seen from his handsome facial features, he is no different from a monk.

Mr. Nong said proudly, "It seems that you have not made progress after entering Buddhism. Now the whole mountain here belongs to me. What kind of incense should I burn? What kind of Buddha should I worship?"

Chen Buyi trembled slightly, apparently he did not expect that the other party would buy this forest.

In other words, as long as he says a word at any time, the survival of Fahua Temple is all in his mind.

Chen Buyi shouted, Amitabha!
"I didn't expect the grievances of the benefactors more than 20 years ago to still remain in their hearts."

Mr. Nong laughed loudly, "It's like the fallen leaves, even though you swept them away for a while, they will still fall."

"Especially every autumn, it will remind you all the time."

"You have scanned here, but here I am!"

He pointed to his chest, "No one has ever cleaned it, and I don't allow anyone to clean it for me."

"Because without it, my life would lack purpose and motivation."

"Chen Buyi!"

"Oh, no, Great Monk Chen, it seems that I have to thank you, the Chen family, for everything you gave me back then! Otherwise, today I would not have the joy of calling the wind and calling the rain, turning the clouds and rain with every gesture."

"Don't talk about your small temple now, even the entire Tiandu, almost half of it belongs to my property."

"I just stomp my feet lightly, and the sky will tremble three times."

"If I cough, do you know what will happen?"

Mr. Nong looked smug, "Many people and families will be wiped out."

Chen Buyi didn't speak any more, and continued to sweep his floor.

Mr. Nong looked at his back and shouted, "Chen Buyi, now that I'm back, aren't you afraid?"

"Do you know, the Chen family will be in my pocket next time!"

Chen Buyi raised his head and glanced at him lightly.

"Everything has a cause and effect, and there are gains and losses."

"If you didn't have the failure at the beginning, where would your glory today be?"

"On the contrary, you have today's brilliance. If you don't plant good thoughts and good causes, what you reap in the future will be the bitter fruit you planted now."

"When is the time to repay the injustice! Amitabha Buddha! Almighty, respect yourself!"

Chen Buyi left with the broom on his shoulders. Mr. Nong frowned, his face full of anger.

In the main hall, there were waves of wooden fish sounds.

The monks of Fahua Temple started to do their homework again.

Mr. Nong came out with a dark face, "Tell Wan Xiaomi to develop the entire mountain forest for me, and I want to create a brand new project here!"

The steward asked in surprise, "What about the temple?"

"dismantle!"

Mr. Nong was categorical, and there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing Mr. Nong leaving in a huff, the butler shook his head and quickly followed behind.

In the temple, there were murmurs of chanting and the sound of wooden fish.

When the Bentleys at the foot of the mountain went away, the Buddhist beads in Chen Buyi's hand suddenly broke.

The beads were scattered all over the ground, making a crackling sound.

Chen Buyi shook his body, staring at the few beads left in his hand.