time-limited addiction

Zhou Lu sank back to Yunding, and the branch's quarterly report meeting had been pressed for several months. After the meeting that day, it was already close to one o'clock in the morning.

I drove alone to the seaside villa, and went to Chen Yao's office.

Since he entered the door.

Chen Yao stood up from the sofa like a monkey, "Finally meet, I fucking miss you."

Zhou Lüchen sat down for two glasses of wine and didn't say much. He occasionally reminded Chen Yao to wait and see the fund and take advantage of the trend to grab goods.

"I sent a round fan to Grandma Zhou yesterday," Chen Yao said.

Zhou Lu played with the lampshade on the table, "She likes it?"

Chen Yao bit the lollipop and said coquettishly, "Her old man said that she has more discernment than the one given by Ah Chen."

Zhou Lu let out a deep smile.

Chen Yao knew that the second son was punished by his family.

Sleepy in the middle of the night, Zhou Lv fell asleep in the seaside villa.

Chen Yao guarded the plate by himself and played until dawn by himself.

When someone asked, Chen Yao occasionally responded, "Brother Shen is too tired, you should sleep upstairs, don't bother me."

In the past, it was normal for him not to return home.

No one finds it strange, try to make the sound normal when playing cards.

At dawn, Zhou Luchen got up early.

Chen Yao hasn't finished playing yet.

this time.

On Tuesday, the young master went down the stairs leisurely, probably just out of the shower, and the smell of Chanel Hermès men's shower gel on his body was extremely fragrant.

All the girls in the room couldn't help but glance in his direction.

Walk calmly.

"Where are you going this morning?" Chen Yao looked at him.

Zhou Lu raised his mobile phone and said coldly, "Accompany the old lady and burn incense in the ancient temple."

Something new.

Chen Yao gave a thumbs up.

He is unsympathetic to everyone.

But this.

Mr. Zhou, a dutiful and filial person.

"You don't need anything, what can you wish for by burning incense?"

Zhou Lüchen lowered his eyes and said, "Who told you that I have everything."

"I really don't know what you are missing." Chen Yao stood up from his seat, "What can I ask for? Buddha will be in trouble."

The second young master who wants whatever he wants has everything at his fingertips. Will he have any wish when he comes to the Buddha?

Zhou Lu pursed his lips, and hummed lazily, half-jokingly, "Whoever believes will be loved."

Mr. Zhou, who didn't want to get married, said nothing that was true.

Do you believe he has love?

Chen Yao looked at him from behind, "You should go to Yuelao for a match, the Buddha doesn't do this business."

Zhou Lüchen's lips twitched, "I, the Buddha, can save all things in the world."

Chen Yao leaned back on the sofa, "Anyone who wants to find Yue Lao."

Your young master has already entered the garage and drove away.

After a while, Chen Yao smiled and hummed, "It's no wonder the fireworks are so beautiful."

...

In Chengshan, a suburb of the bustling metropolis, Nanhuaigu Temple is today Jiesi Temple, the gate of the front yard is still wide open.

The wind blows the ancient willow trees.

In front of the granite steps of the ancient temple.

Several low-profile Hongqi L5s were parked. The driver wearing white gloves bent down half-gently and opened the rear parking space.

Mrs. Zhou has always had the habit of eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha. Today she is wearing a plain brocade robe with a string of very old Buddhist beads around her neck.

The old lady Zhou glanced at the noble young man beside her, "You should abstain from fasting desires." Then she said earnestly, "I'm here, let Zhuang Ming help you to buy incense, young people are too frivolous and impatient, listen to the scriptures Quiet and quiet."

Zhou Lu took a deep look at the Buddhist temple with clear rules and disciplines, and walked up the steps leisurely, his thin lips moved, "No need to ask for incense, I'm here with you."

Mrs. Zhou stared at him with a gloomy expression and helplessness.

The servant respectfully helped Mrs. Zhou to walk in front of him.

The young monks in the temple buried their heads in sweeping the fallen leaves, and the place was full of tranquility and solemnity.

The two pilgrims I received today, please do not disturb the temple.

There is a big cauldron in the courtyard, filled with fragrance.

In the main hall of the Fa Hall, the red lacquer doors open from both sides.

Zhou Lushen followed Mrs. Zhou into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Hall to listen to scriptures.

The chanting in front of the Buddha statue stopped. The abbot monk on the futon mat straightened his cassock, stood up and clasped his palms together.

"Mrs. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, please take a seat."

Mrs. Zhou nodded.

Zhou Luchen just leaned against the door, and there were seven or eight bodyguards standing in the courtyard behind him. The battle was quite big, and they were going to attack him.

What kind of Buddhist scriptures to listen to, what kind of incense to burn.

Thinking of this, he pulled his lips, "Why, are you lying to me?" Mrs. Zhou clasped her hands together, knelt down piously on the cushion, and flicked the Buddhist beads while listening to the scriptures.

"Are you willing to give up the precious jades in the golden house? If you are willing, you will come to become a monk and practice. I have known the abbot for decades, so I can naturally let the abbot clean up a clean Zen room for you to eat and drink for ten years."

"Monk?" Zhou Luchen leaned lazily on the door frame, with a faint smile on his thin lips, "You don't want a great-grandson?"

The old lady Zhou snorted, "I don't believe you can abide by the rules and not break the rules."

Whether he can restrain himself or not depends entirely on his temper. His heart is the most difficult to control, and his heart doesn't move. You say it's difficult for him to restrain his lust and greed. It's simply because he doesn't want to restrain it.

Zhou Lu raised his eyebrows deeply, and scanned the hall illuminated by the golden light, the patience on his face gradually dissipated.

"Do you think this kind of place is suitable for me?"

It doesn't matter if it's inappropriate, if you make a mistake, you have to be self-disciplined, and his status doesn't allow him to be overindulgent.The old lady took a deep breath, "Sit down, Chen, 3 hours."

Zhou Luchen crossed the threshold and still had the patience to accompany his elders for 3 hours.

just.

As soon as Zhou Lushen took his seat, the old lady Zhou sneered and went out directly.

With a creaking sound, the temple door closed instantly, and there seemed to be a locking sound.

Thoroughly, all the doors of the ancient temple have been locked.

Zhou Lushen frowned suddenly, "Shut me up?"

Zhuang Ming, who was waiting on the left and right, nodded, "Yes, the old lady ordered."

"You don't have to kneel in the ancestral hall, but you must copy scriptures, memorize Buddhist scriptures, and cultivate your character. If you want to inherit the Zhou family's crown, you must abide by the Zhou family's rules."

Although Zhuang Ming said a lot.

But Zhuang Ming knew in his heart that Zhou Lushen's wrist never needed these words to teach him.

In business and engagement, he has a sense of propriety.

He is just for girls, too flirtatious and doesn't want to abide by Zhou Jiali's rules.

Zhou Lv leaned back on the seat, "Make tea."

"The eldest wife said..." Zhuang Ming wanted to continue, but Zhou Lu's lethargic laugh forced him to swallow the words back.

Zhou Lu said coldly, "Which side are you from?"

Zhuang Ming said, "Zhuang Ming's duty is to protect the personal safety of Second Young Master."

Zhou Lu raised his eyes leisurely, but didn't say a word.

A pair of eyes, full of oppression.

In the end, Zhuang Ming was honest and went to make him a pot of old rock tea.

92-year old rock collection.

Cigarettes were confiscated, lighters were confiscated, and mobile phones were confiscated.

Surrounded by 10 bodyguards, they took them all away.

It's not that he can't beat the group of people in front of him, Zhou Lu is casual, it doesn't matter.

The light refracted in by the sun cast a shadow on the noble young master, lonely and lonely.

In front of the Buddha statue, the abbot monk never stopped chanting, turning over a scroll of scriptures, knocking on the wooden fish, and adding a pious Namo Amitabha.

In front of the pear wood desk.

Zhou Lvchen took the central position, meditating in Zen meditation, and only sitting here to save face for the old lady.

He put his hand into a fist against the side of his face, and slowly rubbed a string of Pan Wen vajra beads with his fingertips.

From time to time, his eyes glanced at the Buddhist inscriptions placed on the table. With his lazy appearance, his interest was very low.

The yellowed pages of the Buddhist text "Sutra of 42 Chapters, Lust Obstructs the Way" read:
——Buddha said, love and desire are nothing more than sex, and sex is desire, and there is nothing outside it

Zhou Lüchen raised his eyelids to look at the Buddha, raised the corner of his lips and smiled, turning the page with his noble and white long fingers, "If you are not greedy, what is the use of being rich and powerful?"

The abbot stopped knocking on the wooden fish, clasped his palms together, and said, "The ups and downs and gains and losses in the world, fame and fortune and love, don't go to extremes, only a calm heart can lead to peace."

"I don't think so." Zhou Lüchen closed his eyes to rest his mind, feeling lazy all over. For a moment, he frowned in an extremely frivolous manner, "A monk should not tell lies."

The abbot sighed helplessly, and said to the Buddha Amitabha, "My disciple has sinned."

Continue chanting the scriptures.

Zhou Lvchen had no intention of paying respects to the Buddha, when he was sitting and admiring the 42 chapters of the scriptures, his eyebrows and eyes were naturally indifferent.

The abbot had the ability to read people's faces. This man was born so noble that it was hard for the abbot to criticize him.

Zhou Lüchen did not read a word of the scriptures that he was punished to copy.

Fourteen books of jade law scriptures.

Extra thick.

He didn't copy it, but threw it to Zhuang Ming behind him, and commanded in a hoarse voice, "Go and pick her up."

Zhuang Ming paused and reminded, "The road has been closed."

Zhou Lushen obviously lacked patience, "Airplane."

After all, Zhuang Ming, who is used to Zhou Lu, can still understand your son's straightforward and straightforward behavior.

Zhuang Ming bowed his head and nodded, "The front and back doors of the temple are sealed, and the eldest wife won't let you see people or go out. Copy the scriptures for seven days, study Buddhism quietly and cultivate your heart without being arrogant."

His deep eyes fell on Zhuang Ming, clearly not idle, Zhuang Ming trembled at the sight, and quickly lowered his head.

"I don't care where you seal it." Zhou Lu sipped his tea slowly, without any appearance, with a haughty tone, "I want to meet someone."

He has been sitting for four hours and his temper is currently bad.

The biggest punishment for this noble son is to stand in the study and be reprimanded for half an hour. How can he do this? He will live here and listen to Buddhist scriptures for seven days and seven nights.

Holding his breath, Zhuang Ming cautiously agreed, "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

"Buddha said, love and desire are nothing more than sex, and sex is desire, and there is nothing bigger than it." Excerpted from "42 Chapters"