Wang Han tugged the corners of his mouth again, "There is no need for this."
Chi Yinan looked at Wang Han happily with the photo frame in his arms, "Didi, then you can come to me if you have anything in the future!"
The pronunciation of the two words "Little Brother" in Chi Yinan's mouth became Didi, which really sounds very outrageous.
"Okay, I have something to do, let's go back first."
"Then can we see it tomorrow?" Chi Yinan asked.
Wang Han thought for a while, "Not necessarily, it depends on the specific arrangements tomorrow."
"Then let's contact information for the price."
After adding the contact information, Wang Han glanced at Chi Yinan's note for Wang Han was his little brother, and Wang Han looked like a constipated expression.
Unexpectedly, Chi Yinan took Wang Han's cell phone and changed her notes to Big Sister.
After taking the cell phone, Wang Han went out, just lit a cigarette, and was about to block the car and go back.
Ah Hu walked out of it, "Where do you live, I'll take you back."
"No, I'll just take a taxi back."
Ah Hu had already driven over and "get in the car."
After the two were silent for a few minutes, Ah Hu spoke as if he was talking, "Local people in Jiangning City?"
"right."
"I heard you speak, Jiangning City has a bad accent."
Wang Han said nonsense, "I went to another place after school."
Ah Hu said, "Has he been a soldier?"
Wang Han smiled back, looking at this, he had investigated Wang Han, "Yes, I've been a soldier for several years."
"Where did you go after being a soldier?" Ah Hu also gave Wang Han a cigarette.
Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth, "I went to France to be a mercenary, and later I worked as a bodyguard for a boss. The boss committed suicide by taking drugs and committing suicide."
"Why did you think of following Bai Deming?" Ah Hu continued to ask.
Wang Han lowered the car window, "He saw me go into the water to save people. He thought my water quality was good and pulled me into the group. I started asking him for a price all over the place, but I didn't expect that he actually gave me money. I saw this
The old man is quite rich, so he just followed him. Isn’t it just for money to live?”
Ahu smiled and said, "It's right, people die for money and birds die for food."
The car finally stopped at the entrance of the community.
Wang Han thanked him.
After going upstairs.
Wang Han did not rush to turn on the lights and looked down by the window. Ah Hu's car was still there.
After turning on the light.
Ah Hu drove away.
It was clear that I came to check Wang Han.
But Wang Han is not afraid of being investigated at all.
Any news that was not conducive to Wang Han was either tampered with or completely destroyed by the old man.
They could not find any past about Wang Han.
As long as Wang Han doesn't take the initiative to throw out the black card, the identity of the Ninth Prince will not be exposed. After all, the Ninth Prince is active in the world ten years ago, and this has been ten years.
Lying on the sofa, Wang Han recalled the welfare homes and nursing homes today.
According to the old man's opinion, Buddha is in one of these institutions.
I don’t know how old Mr. Buddha is this year. Wang Han is guaranteed to be eighty or even older.
The old guy looks kind and has a vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name. He always worships Buddha before he takes action, which is also a strange thing.
The Buddha he worships is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one of the eight great Bodhisattvas in Tibetan Buddhism.
The Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha specializes in wisdom, merits and wealth, and can satisfy all the good wishes and wishes of those who keep the precepts in the world in accordance with the Dharma, so that countless sentient beings can obtain infinite benefits.
It’s strange that Buddha has never been arrested once since he entered the industry.
People in the martial arts world say that this is worshipping Buddha.
If he doesn't do it, it will be a big job once he does it.
And he never steals four kinds of people.
A kind doctor who saves the world, a soldier who defends his country, a wealthy businessman who helps the people, and an official who cares about the world.
Anyone who is targeted by him is either for being rich and unkind or oppressing the people.
Here, craftsmen who steal things are divided into four levels.
The first type is stealing with tools.
For example, things like tweezers, blades, etc. steal things, or sneaking into someone's house to steal things in the middle of the night.
This is the lowest level thief, or a thief.
The second type is stealing by means of techniques.
This kind of money is used a lot on TV and movies. When you walk by your side, you hit your shoulders. You can count the few tickets in your wallet.
Both of the first two are called thieves by the Buddha, and they are not considered thieves.
The third type is using the brain.
This type is basically affiliated with high IQ crimes, which involves many aspects of knowledge, techniques, eyesight, team awareness, and technological means, which are indispensable.
The fourth category is to be attentive.
In the words of the Buddha, this is basically the type of the ancestor who opened his mouth and chased him to feed him, and Wang Han was divided into this category by the Buddha.
This is also the highest-level category. This type of category belongs to thieves, and thieves have their own principles. They all have their own set of ideas and are unique in their work, just like the four rules that the Buddha sets.
The fourth category has extraordinary understanding, and some of the first three categories will all have them.
In the thief, the technique reached the highest level and was called Lingxi Yizhi.
The oil pan even took the coins back and closed the eyes with one finger, and two fingers could pinch the flying mosquitoes.
Wang Han learned to use Lingxi for three days, which made Master Buddha depressed. After all, it took him a week to learn it. Master Buddha claimed that Wang Han was the ancestor who was trying to make a meal. Master Buddha said that Wang Han was the ancestor who was trying to make a meal with his throat.
Types of
However, the two people are not on the same path.
I can only be called friends, and I can be considered a friend of mine.
I haven't seen this old guy for many years, I don't know how it's been recently.
Wang Han took his cell phone to investigate the list of personnel from several welfare homes and nursing homes.
Finally, I saw an old man cleaning the job list of a welfare home, named Zhao Dabao.
He is skinny and has a kind eyebrows. His eyebrows are very thick and dense, and his eyebrows are still very long. The tips of his eyebrows are too long and slightly drooping, which looks very Buddhist.
"Fanxing Welfare Home."
Wang Han muttered.
This old guy actually hid here and became a sweeping monk.
If the president of the Welfare Institute had not until the old man who was trembling in the wind, he was the famous Buddha, the mastermind behind the bank robbery that caused a nationwide sensation of more than ten years ago, he would probably not have taken in this old guy even if he died.
Wang Han glanced at the welfare home.
Because he lived in a welfare home when he was a child, Wang Han would donate money to the welfare home every now and then after he became an adult, and this Fanxing Welfare Home is no exception.
But I just used to make money and I haven't been there yet.
Early the next morning.
Wang Han prepared a check of one million and sent a message to Dean Lu that he wanted to go over, but he didn't let the chant open just to go over and take a look.
Afterwards, Wang Han went to an old market to buy a time-honey cake, and then went to an old restaurant selling snacks to buy osmanthus cake, and bought a few soft buns, and bought two buckets of Coke.
I drove to the Fanxing Welfare Home.
President Lu is over 50 years old, but he has been worried about it all year round, so his hair has turned white. After seeing Wang Han coming, he stepped forward and held Wang Han's hand excitedly.
"Mr. Wang, I have always received your remittances before, and this is the first time I have seen you today."
Wang Han smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite. I'm here today to see the children and find someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
"Is Zhao Dabao here?"
"Old Zhao, here, I'm basking in the backyard now." President Lu pointed to the backyard.
While the two were talking, a familiar voice came from behind.
"Director Lü."
"Miss Su? Why are you here?" Dean Lu looked in the direction of the door.
Wang Han also turned around and saw Su Qi coming in with a bunch of things, but behind Su Qi was still following Jiang Junhao, the dog skin plaster.