After rebirth, the second generation of Buddhist star is a medical boss

Yun Zewu made a lot of promises to his assistant at the door of Shi Wangyue's office, saying that he would not disturb his boss after entering. The assistant almost silently pushed open the closed door of the office in front of him.

After the door was slowly opened, Yun Zewu saw at a glance the young man who was holding a brush at his desk and quietly writing scriptures.

The young man has impeccably straight facial features, carefully arranged and beautiful outlines. Under the light shadow of his eyes, there is a natural noble and cold temperament, like the snow-white orchids at the bottom of a deep valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from his bones.

.

Just standing so quietly in the room, he was like a god in the sky.

His elegance is unlike any ordinary person in this world.

As soon as such a thought came into Yun Zewu's mind, he suppressed it cruelly: "No, for the sake of the happiness of all mankind, I have to find a fairy to drag him back to the world of mortals. The world is so prosperous and artificial, but he is so Buddhist.

It’s not good or bad.”

"...Is the boss very Buddhist?" After hearing his words, the assistant on the side had doubts on his face.

The boss is not an ordinary person, and the assistant is also very strange.

Yun Zewu sighed, reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of the assistant next to him, asking him to look at his boss: "Look at him, he is younger than you, but he never thinks about falling in love or having a girlfriend. Apart from work every day,

Just burning incense, copying sutras, and prostrating yourself is not a Buddha, right?" Yun Zewu sighed.

The assistant pursed his lips, thought for a while and replied: "Do you want to fight against the Holy Buddha? Eat fast and chant the Buddha's name, which will not prevent you from meeting gods and killing gods, and meeting ghosts and killing ghosts?"

The assistant has been with Shi Wangyue for a year and deals with the boss every day.

Based on his observations, he felt that apart from the things he did every day, his boss was not a Buddha at all from the inside out.

Where can any Buddha have such a keen sense of money and such a strong fighting ability when fighting in the shopping mall?!

Yun Zewu looked at the assistant with doubtful eyes, "...it seems so."

…

Yun Zewu actually kept his word and did not embarrass his assistant.

After entering Shi Wangyue's office, he didn't speak as expected. Instead, he sat quietly on the sofa in the reception area, quietly drinking coffee brought by the company's new secretary.

It wasn't until I saw the child finishing writing a Heart Sutra and putting it down that he asked: "You always pay attention to time and efficiency, why do you still spend time doing this every day? Don't you think it is a waste of time?"

The young man put away the scripture he had just written in a leisurely manner, "I have been used to what I have done since I was a child."

If you don’t write every day, you will feel like something is missing.

Yun Zewu smiled and said: "Is it because there are elderly people in the family who believe in Buddhism, so you have developed this habit?"

Where in the world are there so many kind-hearted old people who eat fast and chant Buddha's name?

Shi Wangyue slowly shook his head and sat down on the single sofa chair next to Yun Zewu.

He didn't explain it to him.

When he was seven years old, an accident almost ruined the rest of his life.

The huge childhood trauma gave birth to a child's greatest fear, and those fears instantly dragged the young and helpless child into the abyss of darkness.

She is a kind-hearted little girl who has been kind since she was a child. She saw that he could not sleep well every night in the hospital and was attacked by pain. She taught him how to chant sutras, copied sutras for him, and spent that difficult time with him.

After that, he also gave him the tools and support to feel at ease when walking in this world.

The habit is formed.

For so many years, he has been working hard every day, and he can no longer tell what he is seeking, or whether he is stubbornly insisting on following her path since he was young.

She does her homework every day, how could he dare to slack off?

It was obvious that he had not had a good rest last night. Yun Zewu finished a cup of coffee and asked his secretary to give him a refill.

"Wait a moment." The secretary with a delicate face and elegant manner took away the empty cup in front of him.

While waiting for a refill of coffee.

Yun Zewu worried about his face, stroking his chin with green stubble that he hadn't had time to clean up after getting up early in the morning. He continued to sigh: "Hey, brother, let me introduce you to a girlfriend. If you continue to be so stoic, I will

You will feel very guilty."

"unnecessary."

As expected, I have no interest in women at all.

There was deep worry in Yun Zewu's eyes. He really wanted to ask the child: "Are you still a man?"

After all, the other party has accumulated a deep backlog for many years.

He was a little scared and didn't dare.

I had no choice but to make a grimace, approach him and persuade him like an old father: "You were very busy with your studies before, and our company has just been established, so there are a lot of things. You don't have time to fall in love, so it's understandable that you ignore girls.

But now, our company is on the right track, and you can really fall in love and enjoy life."

Looking at the unmoved young man in front of him, Yun Zewu felt more and more that it was urgent to find a girlfriend for his child.

After thinking about it, he said cruelly: "In this way, I will give you ten days of leave, and help you date a girl by the way. You can get in touch with her. If you haven't enjoyed the beauty of a girl, how can you know the beauty of love?"

The flower of the investment community on the east coast of North America.

How can one live as a female insulator under such good conditions?

Isn't this a waste of natural resources?

Yun Zewu was so motivated that he immediately took out his phone and started flipping through photos to see if there was anyone in his circle of friends suitable to introduce to his children.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he found a girl he thought was suitable, the young man next to him suddenly said: "Who said I don't have anyone to love?"

Boom...

A mobile phone fell on the granite coffee table, and the screen instantly shattered.

Yun Zewu was dumbfounded.

Until the secretary came in with a strong aroma of coffee and left again.

He jumped up from the sofa in shock, "Damn it, brother, I haven't seen a female rabbit around you in these years. Are you sure you're not joking?"

"I have a beloved whom I have loved for many years and I want to marry her."

"..."

Seeing the tenderness that seemed to drip from the deep eyes of the young man, Yun Zewu calmed down.

He sat down slowly, his bones still a little stiff, but he looked at him without blinking.

After discovering that there was nothing careless about him.

He could no longer take his words as a joke.

It turns out that the life in front of me is like an ascetic. The seemingly cold-hearted young man always treats the opposite sex before him without hesitation. It's not that he is born cold or indifferent, but that he already has the one he loves most.

, so I can no longer tolerate others in my eyes.

…

"I'm really curious about what the girl you fell in love with is like."

"The person I love is far away from me. She has a good skin and a heart of gold inside."

She never lets him down and gives him the courage and strength to live.

She is always there, shining brightly, just like faith.

"So I am unwilling to touch those bodies that I don't like, to respond to those words that I have no feelings for, and to embrace those souls that I have never been moved by."

Looking into the deep eyes of the young man across from him, endless ambition and desire instantly rolled up like an abyss.

Yun Zewu's breathing stagnated, and he leisurely picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it.

He drank up the complete "love" that the little secretary had drawn on the cup in one gulp.

"So sweet."

He is too worried.

The temple probably won't accept ordinary people who have not broken away from the evil world.

…

Ning’s family day is held once a week, during dinner.

"Sister, what's the difference between 100 points and first place?" Six-year-old Ning Youyu slowly swallowed a mouthful of spinach and asked Ning Youguang next to him.

"The first place is to compare with others, the 100th score is to compare with yourself."

After answering the child's questions nonchalantly, Ning Youguang gave him another chopstick of spinach.

"Sister, I just ate spinach!" Ning Youyu quickly covered his rice bowl.

But someone started to fool the children: "You have to eat more spinach. Only by eating spinach can you become a strong man and look good."

"Okay then." Ning Youyu let go of his hand.

Ning Yi looked at his son with disgust, feeling that no one else had such an IQ.

The corners of his mouth were raised high.

After Ming Jin smiled heartily, he gave his eldest son a piece of spinach with chopsticks and asked with concern: "Have you gone out with Nana recently? How are you getting along?"

Nana is the daughter of one of her friends. She has good looks, good family background and good education. Most importantly, she has a long-standing crush on Ming Dynasty.

Ming Jinxin saw that her son had been obsessed with work these years and had never taken him into a relationship or brought him a girlfriend. Her friend tactfully mentioned it to her, and she introduced the two young men to each other.

Ming Chaopo looked at the green spinach in the bowl speechlessly. He picked it up and ate it. After eating, he replied: "I went out with her once, and there was nothing special about it. I probably won't date her again in the future."

, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with her without any new ideas.”

When Ming Chao was talking, everyone at the same table was looking at him.

As soon as he said these words, everyone except Ning Youyu, who was still silly and sweet, understood the meaning of his words.

That girl has no chance with Master Ming.

It doesn't matter how much she likes him.

Although Ming Chao's language was very euphemistic, it undoubtedly showed that the girl was a very superficial person who could be seen through at a glance. When getting along with her, he could not discover her other attractive qualities.

Ming Jinxin still wanted to fight for it: "I think Nana is quite lively and cheerful, and has a good personality. Doesn't it complement you?"

Ming Chao nodded, "She is quite lively, but no matter how loud this kind of person laughs, it can't modify the paleness and boredom in her words, thoughts and even the depths of her soul."

He could chat with this kind of person, but he would never tell her the sorrowful or happy thoughts in his heart. Having hit a wall with his eldest son, Ming Jin didn't want to go to him to find trouble anymore.

Turning around, I saw my stepdaughter picking up her youngest son's bowl and ladling soup for him.

She just happened to think of the message her friend sent her during the day. She sighed softly and shared the message she received today with everyone:

"The youngest daughter of the old director of Huaxin Group committed suicide."

"She died in a hotel. When the police were collecting information, they found a suicide note in her bag. The suicide note said, 'I have no worries about food and clothing in my life, but I lack sunshine and love.'" 1314