The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 296 Cross me (one more)

  The last time we met was very unpleasant.

  Ran Tengxiao rubbed his lips with his fingers, as if it was stained with a faint coolness, like mint, like ice and snow, every time it emerged from his mind, it would involuntarily arouse layers of tremors in the apex of his heart.

  More than half a month passed, and the years went forward silently.

  Any road, there is no turning back.

  Unexpectedly, her expression was indifferent, her black riding outfit reflected her skin as crystal clear as snow, with a faint startling chill.

  She sat down opposite, picked up the tools on the tea table freely and started to make tea.

  The action is beautiful and beautiful.

   Through the mist of tea, he looked at her quietly.

  Looking for her to drink tea, I really came to drink tea.

  Jade held the purple sand tea cup in front of him, and the light tea fragrance drifted into the tip of his nose.

   "I always thought you were a person who has no desires and desires to devote himself to the Buddha. It turns out that I sometimes miss my eyes."

  I don’t know whether it is self-deprecating or mocking the other party.

  The color of the bright mirror has not changed, and he said lightly: "What you see is what your heart feels. If your heart is upset, everything will be messed up."

  "Are you interested?" he demanded.

  The breath in the room became dense for an instant.

  Ding Jing held the ears of the pot with her bare hands, and the brown tea soup drew an arc in mid-air, accurately falling into the purple sand cup.

  "The past heart is not available, the present heart is not available, and the future heart is not available. Everything is immanent. Although it is impermanent, the present is permanent, that is, the eternal aspect."

  The calm face of the girl seemed overly compassionate in the mist of tea, and he saw pity in her eyes.

  Ran Tengxiao's heart was filled with anger for no reason. Why could she say such words of relief so lightly, what mercy?

  Her compassion is a kind of humiliation to him.

  He believed that he was well-educated, but faced her time and time again, her calmness was like a knife that kills no blood, and his skin was ripped apart and bloody.

  The drop of spark fell on the barren grassland, instantly setting a prairie fire, devouring reason.

   "You came to me today, so you must not discuss Buddhism with me, right?"

  The cold and quiet voice of the girl, like ice and heavy snow, instantly extinguished the fire in her heart, Ran Tengxiao squeezed his fist and slowly raised her eyes.

  "Now that the Jockey Club is gaining momentum, you have contributed to it. After internally recommending you as the new President of the Jockey Club, what do you think?"

  Surely profitable business, with a good reputation.

  The youngest president of the Jockey Club, so handsome.

  No one will be dissatisfied with her performance in Marseille, and even under her influence, she will lead the horse club to a new peak.

Tianda’s pie hit his head, and Ming Jing was still steadfast, and smiled faintly: “If you want to get government support, you still have to do practical things. The horse club has a huge profit. This fat is greedy for everyone. If it is taken from the people and used for the people, it can block the mouth of the people. What does Mr. Ran think?"

  Ran Tengxiao instantly understood what she meant: "Do you want to do charity? The Jockey Club has invested a lot of money in charity before."

"That's not enough. The Jockey Club is involved in the gaming industry, and the interests are overflowing. If you want to obtain a legal license, you can only cooperate with the government. It is not enough to create huge taxes to stimulate the local economy and tourism. You must have a good reputation among the people. Public opinion is the foundation, and charity is profitable but harmless."

  Mingjing took a sip of tea, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

  "Every year 20% of the profits of the Jockey Club are used for charity..."

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Ran, don't be too greedy."

   "Fifty percent."

  Ran Tengxiao squinted his eyes and smiled suddenly: "You really can bargain, but your reasons convinced me."

  It is absolutely a shocking move to spend half of the profit for charity. The remaining half is thrown away from horse pay, dividends and management fees. The profit margin is small and pitiful.

   "I followed Miss Ming Jing and became a good person." The tone was a little sarcasm.

  "The people will be grateful for Mr. Ran's kindness. God has the virtue of a good life, and Mr. Ran's good man will be rewarded."

   "Come on, it's okay to lie to others." Ran Tengxiao didn't take this set.

  "The Wish Foundation handed over to me in terms of charity will be taken care of by me."

  Currently, there are five charitable foundation partners under the name of Der Spiegel, which are operated and managed by a professional team, covering education, medicine, science, poverty alleviation and other fields. They are cooperating with officials and are being implemented in an orderly manner.

  Ran Tengxiao curled her lips, and said in a cool tone: "I wonder if you really worry about the country, the people, and have compassion for sentient beings. You still use the hat of charity to decorate yourself, Miss Mingjing, your ambition is not small."

Using the profits of the Jockey Club to contribute to her own philanthropy, she will always know what is best for her and the best at running her reputation after this battle. It is a pity that the folks have praised her as Guanyin. The Bodhisattva is reincarnated.

  "You were born with a golden spoon, and you don't know the sufferings of the world, the world is big, and you live in cycles. If you can cross one person, it will be merit. If you can cross a hundred people and thousands of people, you will have immeasurable merit."

  "Buddhas say sentient beings, great compassion and great compassion, happiness is kindness, and suffering is compassion."

  The girl folds flowers with one hand, and the Buddha's light shines on the center of her eyebrows: "Amitabha."

  The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows filled her whole body, and she was in a golden light, suddenly becoming distant and blurred.

  Ran Tengxiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, he grasped it very tightly, and the girl was nothing unusual, raising her eyes and looking at him lightly.

  The dark eyes are ethereal and clear, seem to be able to contain all things in the world, and can't let go of a heart alone.

  He said: "Since the master is compassionate, can you cross me with your body?"

  Her eyes were gentle like the caress of a distant childhood mother in a dream. He suddenly felt irritable, shook off her hand, turned his head and gasped for breath.

"roll."

  Only a few breaths, wait for him to calm down and turn his head.

  Suddenly stunned.

  The place where she had been sitting just now was empty, and all around was silent, but she disappeared silently.

   "Wow." He suddenly waved his hand and swept all the valuable tea sets on the coffee table to the ground, falling to pieces.

   Ye Shuang immediately walked in when she heard the movement, and when she saw Ran Tengxiao suddenly angry, she was subconsciously startled.

   "Master Xiao..."

   "Where is she?"

   Ye Shuang was stunned, and realizing that he was referring to Ming Jing, he lowered his eyes and said, "She just left."

  Ran Tengxiao's chest rises and falls sharply, as if he is very angry.

   Ye Shuang has never seen Master Xiao’s emotional ups and downs so intense, it must be because of that woman.

   Ye Shuang took a few steps closer and said, “Master Xiao, his subordinates just made a major discovery about Miss Ming Jing.”

   Ran Tengxiao's mood gradually calmed down, and said coldly: "Say."

"A few months ago, Master Xiao sent me and brother to test Mrs. Jiang. We had already succeeded, and then suddenly a mysterious person popped up. Not only was she weird, she also named our origins. She failed and returned, but today Zhu Xiangxiang’s horse was out of control. Miss Ming Jing suddenly took the shot to subdue the horse. Her back figure on the volleying horse was very similar to the mysterious person of Zhi Tinglan a few months ago. Therefore, the subordinates guessed that Miss Ming Jing was the number one. The mysterious man who blocked us a month ago."

Without waiting for any reaction from the other party, Ye Shuang immediately said: "In this way, she and Madam Jiang are embarrassed, and I am afraid that she will pay some attention secretly, Lord Xiao, this woman is hypocritical and has a deep heart, and hopes that Lord Xiao will not be deceived by her. "

Ran Tengxiao did not show the surprise Ye Shuang had imagined, but Ye Shuang couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

  "Why do you think that she and Madam Jiang are treacherous, in case she deliberately wins Madam Jiang’s trust?"

   Ye Shuang pursed her lips, is Lord Xiao already obsessed with this?

   "Master Xiao, she is not the true daughter of Zhu's family at all, she is the chess piece that Madam Jiang placed next to you, have you forgotten Yu Jiang?"

  Yeshuang's face turned pale, and she knew that she was aphasia, and dropped her head.

  Suddenly feeling a cold neck, Ye Shuang immediately knelt down.

   Zhu Xiangxiang, a fool, wanted to put a mirror behind his back. The words she and Zhu Shaodan said in the hall before, Lord Xiao heard, and she heard too.

  Ming Jing's appearance is itself a conspiracy.

  Master Xiao Xiao is obsessed with her heart, but she can't just sit idly by.

  She risked her death to remonstrate today and will kill this woman in the cradle.

  But to her surprise, a man’s flat voice came from above her head: "There is no proof, what I want is evidence."

   Ye Shuang gritted his teeth and said, "Subordinates will definitely find evidence."

   Ye Shuang, who lowered his head, didn't see the cold mockery and playful smile in the man's eyes.

  (End of this chapter)