Tang Ping, who did not agree to Cao Jianjia's advice, smiled and asked: "Where are you going next? Should you continue to go south?"

"Go to Tibet," Cao Jianjia, who shook his head slightly, said.

Tibet? Tang Ping, whose eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, said: "It's a place of faith! There is a large temperature difference between morning and evening, it is very cold at night, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are wolves. You have to pay more attention."

"You seem to know Tibet very well!" Cao Jianjia looked at Tang Ping with a little surprise and said, "Have this guy really never left the Northeast mountain village before?"

"Listen to me," Tang Ping shook his head and smiled: "What a good place! You have to go again if you have the chance. The scenery of places with few people is better."

Go again? Cao Jianjia, who raised her eyebrows, looked at Tang Ping's beautiful eyes flashing slightly, and then said, "How many games of chess?"

"I want to beat me again," Tang Ping smiled helplessly, but he could only follow Cao Jianjia to her residence, preparing to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman. After all, he is leaving tomorrow, and this small requirement can still be met. There must be a beginning and an end!

This time, Tang Ping also made a move, which was quite like a fight against the enemy, and the attack was fierce... But in the end, Cao Jianjia was even better and captured Tang Ping's handsome guy.

Cao Jianjia leaned against the purple bamboo rattan chair in the gap between Tang Ping's chess, rubbed the general in his hand, and said, "My master said that when he reached a certain level of masters, he often had his hands and feet. This is called Taoist height one foot high and demons taller. And two chess players with equal chess skills are the training and concentration of the two. You have never seen a game that will end with two or three hours."

"Ergou, at that time, you will truly understand the meaning of not fighting for gains and losses of a son, and not fighting for a moment of happiness and grudges. But to be honest, I haven't reached that state either," Cao Jianjia said and shook her head.

Tang Ping shook his head and said, "If you are restrained from doing anything and have no sharp edge, how can you accomplish something? A small person can only work hard, seize any opportunity to climb up, or even use any means to do anything. Because there is nothing, you are fearless and not afraid of losing. At most, you will lose your life. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. A lot of those who are wearing shoes in this world are exposed by those who are barefoot?"

"After all, if one person has something, others don't, they will inevitably feel unfair. When this resentment and dissatisfaction accumulates a lot, it is like gunpowder. Someone ignites it, and then it can overturn everything," Tang Ping said, and sighed and continued: "In fact, many people are like pawns. Since they choose to cross the river, they will advance but not retreat and can only rush forward. Even if they may not be able to kill the handsome man in the end, they will be destined to be the gods who block the gods and the Buddhas who block the Buddhas."

Cao Jianjia heard this and said in a slight silence, "Zhangjia Village is small, I have to fight back. I can understand. But when you arrive in the Demon City, no matter what you think you can't overcome, don't be in a hurry to burn your jade. In such a big city, if you endure it, retreat, there will always be a place for you to eat. Now that you take over the bar venue, it will be inevitable to bump into it. I'll give you an opinion and start practicing Tai Chi tomorrow."

"Do you think I'm a reckless man like this? But in fact, many great things in history are done by reckless man. Those conspiracies and plots are easy to end up in vain. Although I know that the reckless man's fate will not be very good, but people will live for decades. It's better to be happy for a while than to be depressed for half a lifetime. If I can't live happily and wantonly, then I might as well go back to Zhangjia Village to end my old age," said Tang Pingze.

Seeing Cao Jianjia's frowning tighter, Tang Ping couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, this society is still following the rules. Here, it shouldn't be possible to kill me if anyone comes out, and dare to take my life easily."

Feeling the inexplicable confidence and sharpness in Tang Ping's words, looking at Cao Jianjia who was silent for a moment, then she said with a slightly relaxed brow: "I'm not interested in playing chess anymore, let's just stop here today!"

"Then you have a good rest, you have to hurry tomorrow," Tang Ping nodded and smiled gently. After Cao Jianjia returned to the room, he stared at the chessboard in front of him and muttered to himself, "You don't want to play anymore, and my chess game has just begun. Next, let me see how many real opponents I can meet!"

Before the opponent could wait, Tang Ping quickly waited for the young master Wang Husheng. With a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he carried a shabby sack, a standard traitor and a pair of fake Nike shoes with holes, and looked like a homeless man. He was almost bombarded by the boss's wife.

"Brother, do you remember me? On the train, it was the one who helped Ergou see the picture," Wang Husheng said at the top of his voice to Zhang Shengli, who was squatting in the corner of the wall.

However, under the boss's secret murderous gaze, Zhang Shengli, who was a little surprised and surprised when he saw Wang Husheng, shook his head and said, "I don't know you!"

"Fuck you uncle! You are so out of your way! Do you dare to speak against your conscience? Do you believe me? I will go back to your hometown to dig your ancestral grave for the eighteenth generation?" Wang Husheng immediately jumped and cursed when he heard this.

Zhang Shengli moved in a more comfortable position indifferently and said, "My ancestral tomb is not good. Just dig it, maybe I can win five million. If you dig out any antique treasures, just give me half of it."

"Why are you here? Is this just finished the Beggars' Gang Conference?" Tang Ping, who had just returned from the vegetable market, couldn't help but ask with a quip when he saw Wang Husheng.

Wang Husheng carefully observed Tang Ping's expression, but did not find any impatient or disgusting expression. Instead, he felt warm by his joking words. Then he stepped forward and hugged Tang Ping and said, "I came here to introduce you to a job. The security guard is not an ordinary community, but a Tangchen Golf Villa. Do you know the golf villa? Do you know the villa? If you are not righteous to me like the beast in the corner of the wall, I will not tell you this. You treat me as a friend, and I will only make friends with you. Do you think this is the reason?"

"Security?" Tang Ping raised his eyebrows and smiled. He looked at Wang Husheng's eyes staring at the style and patterns of the dishes on the wall. He called out a few signature dishes and poured a glass of boiling water for this unpretentious fellow Northeastern.

He drank all the water in one breath and asked the boss to bring a bowl of rice to pull it all out. Then he said comfortably: "I have a relative who works as a security guard at the Tangchen Golf Villa. Recently, he changed careers. He and the security chief were friends. When I heard that he was leaving, I thought there might be a chance, so I highly recommend you and planned to let you take the lead. I told him that you are from the army, very good at fighting, and graduated from a key university. Ergou, it doesn't matter if you don't have a certificate, give me two or three hundred yuan, I'll help you with it. It's definitely more real than it is."

"Fat, stop cooking, pour it into the trash can," the boss's wife, who heard the shining eyes of Tangchen Golf Villa, heard that Wang Husheng's son, wanted to dig her corner, and immediately unfolded the Hedong Lion Roar towards the kitchen.

Wang Husheng was stunned. He was so hungry that he wanted to cry without tears. He finally had a good meal. The delicacy was at his mouth but it was removed. He would not bring such trouble!

However, in the end, Wang Huzhou still ate authentic Northeastern cuisine. From 6pm to 8pm, he killed five bowls of rice and six dishes. Tang Ping didn't have time to use chopsticks and spent more than 100 yuan.
Chapter completed!