Three smiles

Wang San smiled and walked over, glanced at the old Buddha beads on his wrist, sat down, took a sip of lemonade, and said with a smile, "Why do you suddenly start believing in Buddhism?"

Yang Chengqi's expression was unfathomable: "How can ordinary people like you understand the profoundness of Buddhism?"

"Tsk, you have violated the precept of anger," Wang San smiled leisurely, "Be careful of the Buddha's blame."

"Don't mention it," Yang Chengqi took the Buddhist beads from his wrist and played with them in his palm, "It's all caused by my old man."

"What's wrong."

"You may not know that my little sister is getting engaged, and her brother-in-law is the youngest of the Hengyun Wei family."

A strange gleam flashed in Wang Sanxiao's eyes, he stirred the coffee slowly, and said with a smile, "Oh? Congratulations then, Miss Yang is beautiful and beautiful, Wei Laoqi is handsome and unrestrained, what a perfect couple."

"Who is Bi?" Yang Chengqi said, "It was a good thing, but I didn't expect my dad to open his eyes one morning and say that my dead mother disagreed with this marriage."

Wang San was taken aback with a smile: "Huh?"

"The old lady gave him a dream," Yang Chengqi said with a mournful face, "She said that my brother-in-law is the seventh eldest in the family, so I might be able to share some of the family property in the future, which is a bit of a loss."

Wang Sanxiao didn't expect such a side issue to happen, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and said with emotion in a rather complicated tone: "How could it be like this..."

Could it be because of this that Wei Cong won't get engaged to Yang Lingxiu?

Wang Sanxiao sneered from the bottom of his heart: Without Yang Lingxiu, there would be Li Lingxiu, Zhang Lingxiu... With Wei Cong's pissing nature, as long as he can add some chips to his strategy, he can marry a mule.

"You say this will never happen? Tell you, there is something even worse." Yang Chengqi's eyes straightened, "My father is a firm materialist fighter. Kill all monsters, demons and snakes, and cut grass and roots."

Wang San was startled with a smile: "What?"

Yang Chengqi covered his face in pain: "The old man used various channels to invite back countless Buddha statues, such as Zen, Tantric, Mahayana, and Hinayana, and called on the whole family to believe in Buddhism together. undead."

"Wait..." Wang Sanxiao was completely confused, blinking his eyes, "Isn't your father a firm materialist fighter?"

Yang Chengqi put on a straight face: "He said it's called fighting poison with poison."

"Brilliant move!" Wang Sanxiao respectfully, gave a thumbs up, and complained wildly in his heart: These old bears can kill each other, so what if you calm down a little bit!

"However, my mother is still holding on to her dream persistently," Yang Chengqi's face was pale, "My father thought it was because the Buddha statue he invited back was not big enough, so he said that he wanted to invite a large one, at least one person tall, and he had to pay for it." It is an old Buddha statue covered in gold, with a history of hundreds of years, this kind of Buddhism is the most boundless, and it will definitely calm my mother."

Wang San smiled and pondered for a long time: "Although it is difficult to find large-sized old Buddha statues, it is not that there are no such statues. It just takes a little more effort, but..." He looked at Young Master Yang with a gloomy expression in front of him, "Let me take the liberty to say, For your father’s matter, it’s not very useful to find the Buddha.”

"He needs to find a psychiatrist," Yang Chengqi said sadly, "My father is Lingxiu's daughter, and he often talks about using good steel for the blade, lest he will lose money in marriage."

"..." Wang Sanxiao thought to himself that he should see a psychiatrist.

After accepting this commission, he walked out of the coffee shop, Wang Sanxiao got into the car, and said to Xiong Er, "Go and find out when Wei Cong got engaged."

Xiong Er was wolfing down a small apple, he choked when he heard the words, and he calmed down after a long time: "Fuck, this guy is going to get engaged???"

"Yeah," Wang San smiled and played with his mobile phone calmly, raised his eyes and smiled at him, "One day husband and wife, one hundred days of kindness, how much kindness do I have with him, can't I give him a big gift?"

Xiong Er thought about the big gift that his little boss could give, and couldn't help feeling a little worried: "You want to feed him a gun?"

"Nonsense, it's a society ruled by law now." Wang Sanxiao was in a good mood, stretching out his hand to pinch his cheeks with a smile, "I'm married to a wife, and I'm really happy for him from the bottom of my heart."

"..." Xiong Er couldn't chew on the little apple, and let him hold it tremblingly, thinking: That's not what your eyes said at all! ! !

Xiong Da took a look in the rearview mirror, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Stop laughing."

Wang San was taken aback with a smile: "Huh?"

"Laughing like weeping," General Xiong turned his gaze forward indifferently, and started the car expressionlessly.

Wang Sanxiao's smile was even bigger, he raised his head and laughed loudly, as if thinking of something extremely ridiculous, he was almost out of breath from laughing, and physiological tears glistened from the corners of his eyes.

Xiong Er didn't say anything, and quietly handed over a box of tissues.

Wang Sanxiao took out a tissue and covered his nose and mouth, his laughter gradually became dull. After a long while, he leaned back on his back and slowly closed his eyes. The tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and disappeared into the hairline of his temples.

Putting a tissue over his eyes, Wang San smiled and said calmly: "How is the conversation with Kang Tianzhen?"

"Young Master Kang called just now, saying that Mr. Wei still refuses to sell."

Wang San smiled and nodded, "It is reasonable, the old man is not short of money, so a beloved thing like "Moonlight on the Spring River" is naturally not willing to sell lightly."

Xiong Er asked: "Then what should we do now? Or..."

"Huh?" Wang San smiled and pulled off the tissue, staring at him with scarlet eyes, wondering what bad idea this guy is going to come up with?

I saw Xiong Er looked left and right, turned around from the front seat with a mysterious face, lowered his voice, and said darkly: "If Wei Guangyao is tied up, I don't believe that old man is still selling it."

"..."

Xiong Er smiled triumphantly: "This is the best way."

"Good sir!" Wang San smiled and slapped his big face, rubbing wildly, "The old man has guards! There are three sons who are in military administration! How dare you tie up his grandson???"

"!!!" Xiong Er was dumbfounded.

Wang San smiled enough, and pushed his big face away: "Believe it or not, he bombarded you with rockets!"

Knowing that he was wronged, Xiong Er was bullied very honestly, rubbing his big face that hurt from being rubbed, and muttering: "Then what should we do now?

Wang San smiled and looked out the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and chuckled, "We don't need to do anything, Wei Cong will naturally send the painting to Kang Tianzhen."

"What?"

"Because he's an idiot," Wang San laughed and scoffed, "Xiong Da, stop in front, this car belongs to Wei Cong, leave it on the side of the road for him, turn off all mobile phones and lock them in a supermarket locker, there happens to be a car in front of him." Hot spring club, let's go to the hot spring."

So comfortable to soak in hot springs, warm hot water, clean private room, distant music, Wang Sanxiao stretched out his limbs comfortably under the water, his whole body was soaked in hot water, and he closed his eyes half asleep and half awake .

Xiong Er was squatting on the bank in a bathrobe, his neckline was wide open, showing his muscular and beautiful muscles. He drank a glass of rice wine, and smiled casually: "That Wei guy is quite fierce."

Sitting in the water, Xiong Daduan was full of muscles, like a golden arhat who could be strong without desire. After hearing this, he opened his eyes and took a look, then smiled slightly: "It's quite fierce."

Wang Sanxiao was speechless by the two of them for a while, but after a moment of silence, he realized that he was covered in hickey marks all over his body, and his chest was especially ambiguous and obscene. He couldn't help but slapped the water and laughed loudly: "If he is not fierce, there will be no such things. I kicked him 800 years ago."

"Hey, let me tell you," Xiong Er asked curiously, "what do you like about him?"

Wang San thought about it with a smile, stuck out the tip of his scarlet tongue, licked the corner of his mouth with some aftertaste, and said with a smile: "I just like him fiercely."

Xiong Er rolled his eyes, and offered a poisonous plan with ulterior motives: "Why don't we... get rid of that thing, and this matter will be settled once and for all."

"Nonsense!" Wang San said with a smile, "I think it's more practical to abolish his whole body and keep only that thing."

The three of them soaked in the water, brainstorming wildly, thinking about how to abolish Wei Cong all afternoon, and finally crawled out of the hot spring feeling refreshed, as if they were really satisfied with abolishing Wei Cong.

After a good night's sleep in the hot spring club, when I opened my eyes, there were already thousands of lights outside. Wang Sanxiao leaned against the window, smoked a cigarette, and walked out of the room: "Let's go and play with Kang Tianzhen."

When he arrived at the hotel and got out of the elevator, Wang Sanxiao's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he saw two tall and strong bodyguards standing at the door of Kang Tianzhen's room.

Kang Tianzhen never brought bodyguards, what's going on?

Wang Sanxiao's heart tightened, and he rushed forward with strides, kicked open the door without saying a word, and barged into the room: "What happened?"

Then he saw Wei Cong, and his mind suddenly realized: the two outside are Wei Cong's bodyguards.

Turning his gaze to the safe on the table, he said calmly, "Is this the painting? Open it and let me see."

Wei Cong opened the safe, carefully took out the ancient painting, and spread it out on the table. Wang Sanxiao checked it carefully and confirmed that it was genuine.

Kang Tianzhen said: "Old Wei lent us the painting, 300 million a day, smile, what do you think?"

"Borrow?" Wang San smiled and glanced at Wei Cong, nodded, "Not bad, you have this painting as the treasure of the building on the opening day of Huaixin Building, and it will definitely be a good start."

He said a few words before leaving, standing on the steps in front of the hotel, slowly finished a cigarette, and saw Wei Cong hurriedly chased him out.

Turning around to look at him, he said with a smile, "This time I can make the old man agree to borrow the painting. I really thank Mr. Wei."

Wei Cong grabbed his hand and asked anxiously, "Where did you go this afternoon?"

"Huh?" Wang Sanxiao broke away from him, with a polite and distant smile on his face, and said leisurely, "Boss Wei seems to be very interested in my whereabouts."

"Three smiles, I..."

"I haven't congratulated Mr. Wei yet," Wang Sanxiao interrupted him, his smile was impeccable, and his voice was full of sincerity and joy, "The wedding is coming soon, don't forget to send an invitation to me, I have known you for so many years , or should follow along."

His light words made Wei Cong's heart feel like a knife, and his eyes were filled with extremely painful sadness. He looked at the man with a sneering face in front of him, his internal organs were so painful that he couldn't stand up, and his eyes began to slack.

He seemed to see Wang Sanxiao and Machiavellian Baye standing at the two ends of the balance, the balance was trembling, and he was in a dilemma...

However, Wang Sanxiao walked down by himself, and the balance suddenly tilted, and the power that he had dreamed of for 20 years was at his fingertips.

He wondered blankly that he was already 28 years old, even if he was in power in the future, would he fall in love with someone so affectionately like now?

Even if you met and fell in love, that person...is he also called Wang Sanxiao?

No, no, there is only one Wang Sanxiao in the world, even if he goes up to the poor and falls to the underworld, the four wildernesses and the wilderness, and thousands of years of vicissitudes, there will never be another person who makes people feel nostalgic like him.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, but San Xiao won't accompany her to appreciate it anymore...

Song Wenyuan's Huaixin Building opened as scheduled, and as Wang Sanxiao predicted, it became an instant hit. At the opening ceremony, Wei Cong came to join in on behalf of the reclusive old man Wei. Those small people who were staring at each other were a little shocked.

After staying in Nanjing for one night, Wei Cong returned to Beijing soon. The marriage between the Wei family and the Yang family is a major event. Even if it is just an engagement ceremony, it must be grand enough to show that the Wei family has great respect for the Yang family. Miss attention.

With this in-law relationship, the support for Wei Cong within the Hengyun Group has increased significantly. After all, Baichuan Real Estate plays an important role in the country, and now it is standing behind him in an open and aboveboard manner. It is self-evident that the impact on Mr. Wei's future decisions is self-evident.

On the eve of the engagement, Wei Cong went to Mu Xixi's house for an unprecedented time. After having a tasteless dinner face to face, the two sat on the balcony and drank.

Mu Xixi went to university, and he seemed to grow up in a blink of an eye. He sat on the sofa with two long legs stretched out, put a can of cold beer on his face, stared at the night sky above his head, and murmured: "I knew you If you are so scumbag, I would never have agreed to Brother Xiao to be with you at the beginning."

Wei Cong drank his wine quietly, listening to him nagging and condemning in his ear, no matter what he said, he didn't refute.

After talking for a long time, Mu Xixi felt like a resentful woman. He took a sip of the beer and swallowed the cold liquid into his stomach, feeling as if his anger had subsided a little: "Are you going to get married like this?"

"Just getting engaged."

"As you and Ms. Yang, you must not repent after getting engaged," Mu Xixi muttered, "If you dare to regret the marriage, not only old man Yang, but also old man Wei will not let you go."

"Old man Wei, that's your great-grandfather," Wei Cong said lightly.

Mu Xixi squeezed the beer can irritably: "He has no blood relationship with me, and he doesn't regard me as a great-grandson. Hey, he is not good to me either... Oh, don't change the subject, just say, you and Wang Sanxiao are like this gone?"

Wei Cong looked up at the hazy moonlight, and said softly, "I'm sorry for him."

"Nonsense!" The more Mu Xixi looked at him, the more he hated him. Holding an empty beer can, he went to the living room to look for a trash can. Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind him, and he turned around in a daze. He saw Wei Cong's striding back.

Suddenly thought of something, he turned around and rushed back to the balcony, leaned over and looked down, and saw a black Bentley parked downstairs, the engine was not turned off, the dim yellow headlights illuminated the surrounding area, a tall and thin man was leisurely Leaning on the hood of the car, a pair of straight long legs looked extremely tall and slender under the light of the car.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The moment the lighter went on and off, Mu Xixi's heart skipped a beat.

——It was Wang Sanxiao who had disappeared for nearly a month.

The author has something to say: Wang Sanxiao may recruit gangsters if he wants to play with big votes, but with his urinating nature, it is normal for him to do something crazy.