Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

The reporter then came up to the camera and asked Wang Bo, "Comrade, from what you just said, do you think these qigong masters are just for show? Or do you think qigong is fake?"

"No no!"

Wang Bo waved his hands quickly, "I think qigong must be real. There must be countless real masters in our country, but there are more fake masters who are just filling the gap, just like this Master Zhang, who is obviously a money-swindler. This makes ordinary qigong enthusiasts like me very sad!"

After Wang Bo finished speaking, he frowned and covered his chest, as if he was really worried about the Qigong community.

Just as the reporter was about to take over the conversation, Wang Bo suddenly straightened his back, raised his fist, and shouted with a scorching gaze:

"The old man once said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and the people are the testers of truth. So I suggest that the people of the whole country should be prepared all the time, day by day, month by month, and year by year. As long as a master shows up, give him a brick. Only in this way can we eliminate the dregs in our ranks of qigong masters!"

"it is good!"

Seeing Wang Bo so indignant, the qigong enthusiasts below cheered and applauded.

Wang Bo saw that the crowd was aroused and he had even more fun.

Wang Bo pointed at the person lying on the ground and shouted angrily, "Comrades! There are fake masters who want to deceive us right in front of us! If we don't expose them today, who knows how many more people they will deceive! What do you think we should do with them?!"

The onlookers were very angry just now. They thought they had met a true master and could learn a lot of skills, but they never thought that they would be deceived so easily. Looking at the master and apprentice groaning on the ground, they became angrier and angrier, and the anger rose to their hearts!

"Hit him!"

"Break their legs! So that they can't come out and cheat people!"

"Beat him up first, then call the police to catch the liar!"

Amid the crowd's outrage, I don't know who kicked first, and then the onlookers couldn't control themselves and started a righteous beating.

Master Zhang held his head and curled up, groaning and shouting, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Call the police to arrest me! Call the police immediately, I want to turn myself in!"

After everyone had vented their anger, they pulled them up from the ground, and a group of people carried them straight to the nearest public security bureau.

As soon as he entered the room, Master Zhang shouted in grievance, "Public Security Comrades, I want to surrender myself! You have to protect me! Ah!"

The crowd on the side immediately made a big noise, interrupting Master Zhang's next words.

The man said proudly, "Turn yourself in? Don't flatter yourself. We caught you in the act of cheating and brought you here!"

Then the man looked at the police officer and asked with a smile, "Comrade, we caught the swindler and that counts as meritorious service, right?"

The leading public security comrade looked at the group of people who were beaten black and blue, as well as the dozens of expectant eyes and the cameras next to them, and exclaimed in his heart, if this situation is not handled properly, he will be finished.

He nodded numbly, forced a smile, and said:

"Thank you all for your hard work. You have made outstanding contributions to social stability. You can register in front and we will definitely commend you in the appropriate way later!"

Wang Bo did not go in to queue up for registration, but instead withdrew. Since he had already sent the scammer to jail, he might as well keep his credit.

The reporter and cameraman no longer cared about Wang Bo. Such good news must be completed from beginning to end, and they were currently interviewing the public security comrades.

When Wang Bo returned to the park, he walked around it twice and couldn't help but curse out loud, "Fuck! Which little bastard stole my bicycle!"

From the time I traveled through time until now, I have never suffered such a great loss.

Wang Bo strolled back to the courtyard with a gloomy face and saw several carts parked in front of the courtyard gate. Bang Geng was directing the cart drivers to move the pots into the yard.

Bang Geng saw Wang Bo coming back and quickly greeted him with a smile, "Uncle, are you off work?"

Wang Bo was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked back to the courtyard.

Yan Bugui, who was helping, saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and quickly said to Bang Geng:

"Bang Geng, don't pay any attention to him. Wang Bo is used to being a tyrant in the courtyard. Now that he has made money and no one needs him, he must feel that his position is no longer secure!"

Bang Geng said with a pitiful look on his face: "Why don't you go and persuade him, Grandpa Yan? We have lived in the same compound for decades. We can't leave him behind when we become rich, right?"

Yan Bugui gave Banggeng a thumbs up and said, "Banggeng, you are so generous. Wang Bo has not been very kind to your Jia family, but you are still able to help him regardless of the past. You are much better than us. I will go talk to him tonight."

Bang Geng saw that everything had been moved and said casually, "Okay, Grandpa Yan, you are busy, I will go back first."

"well."

Looking at Banggeng's departing figure, Yan Bugui curled his lips.

I went to find Wang Bo? If it weren't for him, my life would have been much better! Now my house is not built, and my son has run away. Do you still want me to help him get rich?

I hope he dies!

But Banggeng brought in so many pots at once, I have to prepare some money to eat more, and the members below are urging me to order more!

Yan Bugui was strolling back while thinking about where to borrow some money when he suddenly heard Wang Nian's family crying and shouting from the opposite door. He had an idea and turned to Wang Bo's house and knocked on the door.

Wang Bo was already unhappy about losing his bicycle. When he got home and saw his son watching TV secretly, he immediately became furious and slapped Wang Nianjia on the butt.

Hearing a knock on the door, Wang Bo opened the door with a gloomy face.

"Something's up, Old Yan!"

Hearing that Wang Bo was upset, Yan Bugui quickly put on a smile and said, "Is the uncle busy? I heard Nian Jia crying outside and came over. Children are just playful. We don't need to be so angry."

Wang Bo was annoyed watching Yan Bugui perform, so he asked unhappily, "Old Yan, if you have something to say, just say it. If not, go home and eat!"

Seeing Wang Bo was about to close the door, Yan Bugui quickly reached out to stop him, "Don't worry, uncle, I have something to do!"

After watching Wang Bo open the door again, Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm doing business with Bang Geng. I'm a little short of funds recently, so I wanted to ask you for help."

"You want to borrow money?"

Wang Bo looked Yan Bugui up and down and sneered, "Old Yan, you're playing big, aren't you afraid that you'll lose everything and be penniless when you get old?"

You are penniless, your whole family is penniless!

Yan Bugui cursed Wang Bo in his heart, but wrinkles still appeared on his face. "Uncle, you only get one chance to get rich in your life. I'm so old and have been poor all my life! If I can't seize this opportunity, I will never be able to rest in peace!"

Yan Bugui became more and more excited as he spoke, and by the end the smile on his face turned into sadness, and he even had tears in the corners of his eyes.