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Chapter 308
"Hi, who am I looking for?"

A polite middle-aged female voice came from the electronic doorbell on the doorpost.

"Hello, I'm looking for old Mr. Fang Yong Wang Fang. It was his friend Wang Zhi who introduced me here."

A while after the fat brother finished speaking, he heard a "click", and the small door on the left opened.

A middle-aged woman dressed as a nanny waited outside the door with a smile. After saying hello to the fat brother, she led him straight inside. As he walked, the fat brother looked at the surrounding layout.

Although it is the outskirts of the city, it is not easy to own such a large piece of land in the capital and afford such a luxurious house!The bricks, tiles, flowers, and plants inside are all carefully arranged by the owner, and the decoration in the living room is also quite antique. It seems that Wang Dao, an old friend, is the one who decides at home.

Because whoever speaks the most in a family, the top-to-bottom style of this small family will be infinitely close to the person who makes up his mind.

Fat brother went to his friends’ house in his previous life, and it was not uncommon to see those tough guys’ homes were all pink and tender, why?The daughter-in-law has the final say!
After being settled in the living room, the nanny asked the fat brother to sit for a while, and he went to tell Fang Lao, but fortunately she came back soon, and led the fat brother through a long corridor behind the living room, into the back garden to He stopped in front of a small wooden house in the garden.

This rich man really likes to make troubles, he doesn't live in a mansion, but he wants to build a wooden house at home, why doesn't he build a thatched house!
After the fat guy finished complaining, he immediately made himself look good, then knocked on the door, and after hearing a "come in" from inside, he pushed the door and walked in.

Hey!
I thought that when I came in, it was an old man with a fairy wind and a crane bone who was writing calligraphy in it, and then asked myself how I was writing without turning my head, and then the fat brother could make a few nonsense words, and the power penetrated the back of the paper, Wandering clouds startle the dragon, iron painting silver hook and so on.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, what I saw were a few old men with evil deeds hiding inside, drinking and chatting!

Fat Brother was slightly taken aback, and was about to introduce himself, when an old man next to him suddenly said, "I've been thinking about this poem for a few days, but I really can't write it."

"As far as I'm concerned, this poem only has this paragraph!"

Another old man answered.

Don't give your buddy a chance to speak at all!
OK, I'll wait until you finish chatting!

The fat guy didn't stand still, he found a chair and sat down on his own. After listening for a while, the fat guy knew what these people were talking about. Is there still half of the song "The Strong Young People Make the Country Strong"? It sounds like they all went back and tried to see if they could pick it up.

"Hey! Boy smash!"

The old man in the middle raised his chin at the fat guy.

"calls me?"

Fat Brother said in a bad mood, he felt that he already knew why Director Wang didn't introduce his rich friend to others.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?"

The old man was not angry, and continued to laugh.

Fat brother pouted to the side, indicating that these people are not human.

"Hey!"

The people next to him were suddenly unhappy, and stood up staggeringly, looking at this posture and wanting to clean up the fat man.

"Slow down, slow down!"

The old man in the center jumped out again: "Little thief! These old brothers of mine are quite capable. You have offended people all over the place. Whether you can get out of the forty-nine cities is another matter. You say this How to solve the problem!"

"Then how do you want to solve it?"

Generally, those who dare to threaten Fat Brother like this will either be sent away by him, or sent in by him...

If it's not easy to deliver in person, he will deliver it quietly!
"If you are like this, we are not unreasonable people. We will give you a poem and you will complete it. Let's turn this matter over!"

The old man said with a smile, and the people beside him nodded in agreement.

"Just what kind of youth are you talking about?"

"Have you heard it? It would be even better if you heard it! Just before dinner today, there is still more than an hour, so there is plenty of time! We pay attention to convincing people with virtue!"

Fat Brother really thinks that the thickness of human skin is directly proportional to age.

"Is this what you said?"

"We said so!"

Several old men said in unison.

"I think it's better to forget it. If I lose, I can only go out sideways. If I win, there is no benefit at all. Who would do such a stupid thing? You should carry me out sideways!"

Fat Brother rolled his eyes and said casually.

"What do you want?"

"Well, I'm also a person who pays attention to convincing others with virtue! If I win, each of you promise me a condition, isn't it too much?"

"It's done!"

The old men exchanged glances, and then happily agreed.

"Don't worry, let's write something in writing!"

Fat Brother pointed to the pen and paper on the table.

"If you can't write in a while, let's see how we deal with you!"

It seemed that the old men were extremely hurt by Fat Brother's suspicion of his character, and they all threatened him with vicious voices.

The fat guy picked up the piece of paper signed by the few of them, dusted it lightly, then folded it up and put it in his pocket, with a half-smile and said: "This is the one you asked me to write a poem, don't listen to me later. Not happy!"

The old man in the center stretched out his hand, signaling to start your performance!

Fat Brother didn’t use the first half of the recitation in the auditorium, because he was afraid that some caring people would take the rhythm, but now these people are crying and shouting to listen, so he had no choice but to tell them:
Old people often think about the past, young people often think about the future.

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Old people are often tired of things, but young people are often happy.I only hate things, so I often feel that there is nothing I can do; but good things, so I often feel that there is nothing I can't do.

The elderly are like the sunset, and the young are like the rising sun; the old are like barren cows, and the young are like tigers.The elderly are like monks, and the young are like heroes.Old people are like dictionaries, and young people are like operas.The elderly are like opium, and the young are like brandy.

Seeing the faces of these beards blowing their beards and staring at their eyes, the fat guy thinks that they have some literary attainments, otherwise they would understand after reading it by themselves, but the more he reads, the happier he is...

Old people are like meteorites from other planets, and young people are like coral islands in the ocean.The old are like the pyramids in the Egyptian desert, the young are like the railways in Siberia; the old are like willows after autumn, and the young are like grass before spring.The elderly are like the lake of the Dead Sea, and the young are like the beginning of the Yangtze River.

It is the responsibility of the Chinese youth to create the future young China.What is the meaning of the old man, the day of saying goodbye to this world is not far away, but my youth is a newcomer, and I have a relationship with the world......

Fat Brother finished reading in one breath, but he almost didn't bring it up when he watched these people finish listening.

"We old people are the sunset, barren cows, or the Dead Sea?"

"Are we fucking opium or meteorites?"

"Otherwise, you bastard! See if I won't punish you today!"

The old man in the center actually called Po Fat Brother's name. Before Fat Brother had time to ask, he saw him trembling towards him with a cane.

"Hey! Speak up if you have something to say! Convince people with virtue! Convince people with virtue!"

As soon as the fat guy opened the door, he ran into the garden, shouting back as he ran.

The other old men were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they all stood behind to cheer up the old man who was chasing the fat man.

"Beat this kid to death!"

"The old house beat him!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Give us the old people all over the world such a bad breath!"

　Such a hard-working author, are you sure you don't want to give me something?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)