The Beautiful President Got Into The Wrong Car, I Just Locked The Door

"Ah!

As soon as he passed the archway and walked into an ancient garden, Chen Fan sneezed.

"Xiao Fan, do you have a cold?"

Yan Baichuan turned his head and glanced at him, caring about his son-in-law: "Would you like to wear some clothes? It's windy here on the top of the mountain. Be careful not to freeze.

"no, I'm fine."

Chen Fan declined the kindness of his father-in-law.

What a joke!!

The old husband and Boss Tang are not afraid of cold, if he catches a cold at such a young age.

Wasn't it being looked down upon?

"One thought, two curses, three rants..."

Chen Fan rubbed his nose and muttered something in his mouth.

"Is someone thinking of me?

He shook his head, didn't stop, and quickly followed the team of the old man.

Several people walked through a winding corridor.

Further inside is an exquisite garden within a garden.

The courtyard has a pleasant scenery, dense and dense, and the atmosphere is sparse and beautiful.

Rockery, streams and rocks, small bridges and flowing water complement each other, and the pavilion and teahouse are all available.

Chen Fan was amazed in his heart.

He silently glanced at the koi in the pond, some red and white koi, golden koi, and a big fat fish more than half a meter long, with a snow-white body and a red spot on the top of its head.

One by one is extremely fat, swimming lazily in the water.

It seems that the owner of this resort is not only rich, but also has the potential to raise pigs.

The fish in the pond were as fat as a deflated balloon.

tsk~~~

Braised must be delicious!

After walking for a while, there are Go mahogany tables and small chairs in the shade of the trees in the wide garden and in the pavilion.

At this moment, the old men under the shade of the trees gathered in groups of three or five.

Some have gray hair, some are bald and have a big belly. They are all over the age of 4 or 50, and there are also one or two in their 70s. Compared to this, his father-in-law is quite young.

The pieces slapped on the chessboard, making a 'pop, pop, pop' sound.

An old man was playing chess, and a few old men behind him were pointing around.

A few people heard the scolding in front of the chess table from far away.

"Hey, how did you get down here?!

"Old Ding, don't talk, don't you know when you watch chess without a word?"

"This old boy, if I hadn't let him, with his two strokes, would he have won?"

"Bah!! How dare you say it, old man? I was afraid that your face would not look good, and I walked with you a few more hands to win so late!

"The surnamed Zhao, the key to playing chess is to have no regrets, you are still not a man!

"What man is not a man?! Who said I regretted chess? I was wrong!

"Little Chi! It's a waste of my time to play chess for Nong at this level."

"Old man, you're 10 years older than me. I'm already sixty years old, and you still pretended to be with me."

Chen Fan couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Could he have gone wrong?

Are you sure it's not a grocery store??

This scene of chicken flying and dogs jumping, this chaotic picture.

If it is not said that this is a holiday resort, who would have guessed that these middle-aged people who are arguing and playing chess and swearing will be the highest power holders of major companies and industry bosses with a net worth of tens of billions.

The way this group of people is arguing is no different from the aunts who are arguing with each other.

Just a bunch of kids.

Go is like chess.

What a whirring.

Chen Fan couldn't help laughing and crying.

I thought that the old man said that he was playing chess with others, and it was a few master old men playing chess together.

Where would I have thought of this scene.

After a while he won the chess words.

Shouldn't these old men have a heart attack?

Yan Baichuan and Tang Xing greeted those acquaintances in front of them twice, and the old man lowered his head and whispered to Chen Fan to introduce the identities of these people, so that he could be seated.

"Xiao Fan, the tall and thin guy just now was the CEO of Primitive Pharmaceuticals...35

"The old man who regretted chess is the head of Daxia Bank, Zhao..."

When passing a chess booth.

Yan Baichuan and Tang Xing's eyes were glued.

Tang Xing's eyes stopped at a wooden table, at this time two middle-aged men were playing chess again.

He became addicted to chess, and when he saw his old friend, he excitedly suggested: "Lao Yan, why don't we go and play a few games? 99

"It seemed like a good touch today. I felt like I could win.

"Cough cough..." Yan Baichuan was about to agree when he glanced at his son-in-law next to him, and suddenly woke up.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look at it later.

Almost forgot that the main purpose of today is not to play chess, but to make his son-in-law fight for his face.

Yan Baichuan glanced at the chessboard regretfully.

Otherwise, he couldn't help rushing forward.

He fell into darkness.

Chen Fan walked past several chess booths.

From time to time stand on the sidelines and watch his eyes, not talking but watching quietly.

Go is different from chess.

Chess has fewer changes, while Go is more difficult and more complex.

Chess is played every 10 minutes, but Go is much slower.

Sometimes the download is slow, and most of the time has passed.

At this point, you can often see a group of old men playing chess around from the streets.

You can see that it is rare to see a group of people playing Go.

However, the old men here are just the opposite.

The one who plays Go is called a lively one, playing chess alone, with a bunch of people behind him who come up with ideas.

However, the chess skills are not very good, all of them are strong mouth guns, and there is nothing to watch.

Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at each chess table.

There was still that gentle and indifferent smile on his face, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

He probably already knew the level of these people.

Just one word and one dish.

If it is better, it is better than anyone else. How about an expert? He has never seen a single one.

The chess skills of these old men are just a little bit better than that of the old man.

Some people's level is not as good as Mr. Yan.

Chen Fan stood by and glanced at it, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

This kind of dish is at the level of kicking the feet of Go.

How did the old man lose?

He was very skeptical.

Even if you throw a chess piece with your eyes closed, you won't necessarily lose.

Yan Baichuan stood aside and watched with great interest, and inadvertently saw his son-in-law's lack of interest.

Others are old and sophisticated, and instantly guessed the thoughts of the son-in-law.

"Cough cough... It's not that I'm bad at chess, it's because that old Huang is too treacherous.

"I won dozens of chess games against him, and in the end I was negligent and won one by him. As a result, this dog has been avoiding the battle.

"Everyone tells others that he has beaten me.

In order to prevent his son-in-law from thinking that his chess skills were poor, Yan Baichuan found a reason for himself.

After saying this, Mr. Yan felt guilty first.

"Cough, Xiaofan, let's go ahead and see, there is a person over there who is good at chess...

Chen Fan was noncommittal, nodded and said, "Okay.

Several people came to the most central position.

At this time, there were already the most people around the innermost chess table.

On both sides of the chessboard, there were two chess players who were playing.

The one on the left is a lean, half-white-haired old man, about 60 years old, wearing a peaked cap.

On the small table beside the old man, there are also crispy stove biscuits, juicy and fragrant fried steamed buns, and various snacks.

There is a pot of hot tea next to it, and the fragrance of tea is faint.

Another chess player with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a thick forehead pattern on his forehead, looks in his 50s.

........ ask for flowers .....

Afraid that his son-in-law would not know the identities of the two, Yan Baichuan explained to Chen Fan:

"Xiao Fan, the one on the left is the owner of the resort - Lao Yu.

Chen Fan's eyes lit up, raising pigs... ah, that's not right, the fish farmer turned out to be this big guy.

He looked at the old man in the peaked cap.

People are lean, and the fish are very fat.

"As for the other..."

When talking about the man opposite the old man in the peaked cap, there was a hint of indignation in Yan Da Lao's tone.

"He is the professional player Geng Dong I told you about. He is closer to the old man surnamed Zhou..."

Chen Fan was very interested in the old man in the peaked cap.

As for that Geng Dong?

He swept around, and was considered young among the old men.

According to the introduction of my father-in-law, this master Geng has been playing professional games in his early years.

As for the level of chess skills? It's not the top among professional players, nor is it the tail end of a crane.

In the professional chess player circle, it is also considered a little famous.

It's just that the level has declined in recent years, and the energy is not as good as before.

It is difficult to maintain the original strength.

After a mistake with Fusang, he had no choice but to retire early.

....0

It happened that there was a chess club in the resort, and boss Zhou from Xindu Fashion invited him to the chess club in the resort.

Be a guest of honor.

Not a formal member.

After all, not everyone has a net worth of tens of billions.

Yan Baichuan stopped talking.

This old Zhou and Geng recently teamed up to set him up.

Not to mention that he won a lot of tea, last time he wanted to bet with himself, betting with the "Eight Horses".

He has been in the shopping mall for many years, what will be the role of these two people?

00#)!

Of course Yan Baichuan refused.

He still has some points for his chess skills...

This old week is really not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Yan Baichuan's eyes were filled with anger.

Please plug in, who wouldn't?!

This surnamed Zhou can invite professional players, and he and his son-in-law!

When it comes time to compare, it is not necessarily who can win.

Having said that, Yan Baichuan was a little clueless in his heart.

"Xiaofan, this Geng Dong is very powerful, if you go against you, what do you think the odds of winning are? 55

The son-in-law is strong, but he is not a professional chess player after all.

Chen Fan replied: "You can only find out if you look at it in the past.

So, the three walked into the progress, came to the side of the chessboard, and watched.

At this time, the chess game between the two sides fell into a stalemate, and the professional chess player had a hint of victory on his face. And the expression of the old man in the peaked cap doesn't seem to be very good.

On the chessboard, Heizi had already trapped Baizi's 'big dragon', but the opponent came to counter siege, and the situation of Heizi was not good.

Before the two of them said anything, the crowd of onlookers shouted first.

An old man opened his mouth with a smile.

"Lao Yu, listen to me and go down there.

The old man in the peaked cap turned his head and said, "Don't make a fuss! It's all messed up for you to command me!!"

"Then why are you down?! It's been over an hour, what are you doing?"

"It's just Go, what's the hurry? Let me think about it..."

The old man in the peaked cap frowned from time to time and thought about it, and took a sip of the tea next to him.

After drinking, he slammed his mouth twice, holding Heizi hesitantly, as if he was thinking about where to go.

The real masters are often the most unpretentious.

However, the owner of the resort...

Chen Fan instantly thought of a word: poor student stationery is more than.