The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 296: Crossing Me (Part 1)

The last time we met was very unpleasant.

Ran Tengxiao rubbed his lips with his fingers, and it seemed to be tainted with a slight coolness, like mint, like ice and snow, every time it came to his mind, it would involuntarily arouse layers of trembling in the apex of his heart.

More than half a month has passed, and the years move forward silently.

Either way, there is no turning back.

As expected, her expression was indifferent, her black riding outfit reflected her skin as crystal clear as snow, giving off a frightening chill.

She sat down opposite, picked up the utensils on the tea table and started making tea.

The movements are smooth and flowing, extremely graceful.

Through the dense tea mist, he looked at her quietly.

I asked her to drink tea, and I really came to drink tea.

The jade hand held the purple sand tea cup in front of him, and the light tea fragrance wafted into the tip of his nose.

"I always thought that you were a person who had no desires or desires and devoted himself to the Buddha. It turns out that I was also mistaken sometimes."

The tone didn't know whether it was self-deprecating or ridiculing the other party.

Ming Jing's expression did not change, and he said flatly: "What you see is what your heart sees. If your mind is disturbed, everything will be chaotic."

"Are you interested?" he asked forcefully.

The breath in the room became heavy for a moment.

Ming Jingsu held on to the ears of the pot, and the brown tea soup drew an arc in mid-air, and fell into the purple sand cup accurately.

"The mind of the past cannot be obtained, the mind of the present cannot be obtained, and the mind of the future cannot be obtained. Everything is impermanent. Although it is impermanent, it is permanent now, that is, eternal."

The girl's calm face looked too compassionate in the dense tea mist, and he saw pity in her eyes.

Ran Tengxiao's heart was filled with anger for no reason, why could she say such words of relief so lightly, what's the point of pity?

To him, her pity was a kind of humiliation.

He thought he was well-cultivated, but when he faced her every time, her calmness was like a knife that killed people without blood, stabbing his flesh and blood.

That drop of spark fell into the barren grassland, instantly starting a prairie fire, devouring reason.

"You came to me today, you must not discuss Buddhism with me, right?"

The girl's cold and quiet voice instantly extinguished the fire in her heart like ice and heavy snow. Ran Tengxiao squeezed his fists and slowly raised his eyes.

"Now that the Jockey Club is gaining momentum, you have contributed a lot. You have been elected as the new president of the Jockey Club internally. What do you think?"

It is a business that earns no loss, and has a good reputation.

The youngest president of the Jockey Club, so imposing.

No one will be dissatisfied with her performance in Marseille, and even with her influence and blessing, she will lead the Jockey Club to a new peak.

The big pie hit his head, Ming Jing was still calm, and smiled lightly: "If you want to get government support, you still have to do practical things. The horse will benefit hugely. Everyone is greedy for this piece of fat. If it is taken from the people and used by the people, it will be able to block the mouths of many people, what do you think, Mr. Ran?"

Ran Tengxiao instantly understood what she meant: "You want to do charity? The Jockey Club has invested a lot of money in charity before."

"That's not enough. The Jockey Club is involved in the gaming industry, and the profits are huge. If you want to obtain a legal license, you can only cooperate with the government. It is not enough to create huge tax revenue to stimulate the local economy and tourism. It also needs to have a good reputation among the people. Public opinion is the foundation of a foothold, and philanthropy is beneficial and harmless."

Ming Jing took a sip of tea, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

"Twenty percent of the profits of the Jockey Club are used for charity every year..."

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Ran, don't be too greedy."

"Fifty percent."

Ran Tengxiao squinted his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "You really know how to bargain, but your reason convinced me."

Donating half of the profit to charity is definitely a shocking move. The remaining half, leaving out the horse salary, dividends and management fees, the profit margin is pitifully small.

"I followed Ms. Ming Jing and became a good person once." The tone was a little sarcastic.

"The common people will appreciate Mr. Ran's kindness. God has the virtue of good life, and Mr. Ran is a good person with good rewards."

"Come on, it's okay to lie to others." Ran Tengxiao didn't like this.

"The Wish Foundation, which is entrusted to me by charity, will be managed by me."

At present, there are five charitable foundation partners under the name of Der Spiegel, which are managed by a professional team, covering fields such as education, medicine, science, and poverty alleviation. They are cooperating with the government and are being implemented in an orderly manner.

Ran Tengxiao hooked his lips, and said in a cool tone: "I don't know if you are really concerned about the country and the people, have compassion for all living beings, or use the hat of charity to decorate yourself, Miss Mingjing, your ambition is not small."

Leveraging the profits of the Jockey Club to contribute to her own charitable cause. After this battle, her momentum has grown to a higher level. She will always know what is most beneficial to herself and is best at managing her own reputation. Unfortunately, the people praise her as Guanyin The Bodhisattva is reincarnated.

"You were born with a golden spoon in your mouth, so you don't know the sufferings of the human world. There are thousands of worlds and reincarnations. If you can save one person, you will be meritorious. If you save hundreds of people, thousands of people, you will have infinite merit."

"The Buddha said that all living beings are merciful and merciful. To enjoy happiness is to be kind, and to eradicate suffering is to be compassionate."

The girl holds a flower with one hand, and the Buddha's light shines between her brows: "Amitabha."

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows filled her whole body, and she was surrounded by a piece of golden light, which suddenly became distant and blurred.

Ran Tengxiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, and he held it very tightly. The girl did not show any abnormality, she raised her eyes and looked at him gently.

The pitch-black eyes are ethereal and clear, seeming to be able to contain everything in the world, but only one heart can't be let go.

He said: "Since the master is merciful, can you save me with your body?"

Her eyes were gentle like the caress of a distant childhood mother in a dream, he suddenly felt irritable, shook off her hand, turned his head away and panted heavily.

"roll."

It was only a few breaths, and when he calmed down, he turned his head.

Immediately froze.

The place where she sat just now was empty, and the surroundings were silent, except for her, who disappeared without a sound.

"Wow." He suddenly waved his hand and swept all the valuable tea sets on the coffee table to the ground, smashing his body to pieces.

Ye Shuang walked in immediately when she heard the movement, and was subconsciously startled when she saw Ran Tengxiao suddenly lose her temper.

"Master Xiao..."

"Where is she?"

Ye Shuang froze for a moment, realized that he was referring to Ming Jing, lowered her eyes and said, "She just left."

Ran Tengxiao's chest rose and fell sharply, as if he was very angry.

Ye Shuang has never seen Master Xiao's emotional ups and downs so intense, it must be because of that woman.

Ye Shuang took a few steps closer and said, "Master Xiao, my subordinates just made a major discovery about Miss Mingjing."

Ran Tengxiao gradually calmed down, and said coldly, "Say."

"A few months ago, Lord Xiao sent me and my senior brother to test Mrs. Jiang. We had already succeeded, but then a mysterious person popped up suddenly. She not only had strange skills, but also named our origins. It failed, but today Zhu Xiangxiang’s horse lost control, and Miss Ming Jing suddenly subdued the horse. The back of her prancing horse was very similar to the mysterious person in Zhitinglan a few months ago, so the subordinates guessed that Miss Ming Jing was the number. The mysterious person who blocked us a month ago."

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Ye Shuang said immediately: "In this way, she and Mrs. Jiang are in collusion, and she is probably paying attention secretly. Lord Xiao, this woman is hypocritical and has a deep mind. I hope Lord Xiao will not be deceived by her. "

Ran Tengxiao didn't show the surprise Ye Shuang imagined, but Ye Shuang couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Why do you think she's working hand in hand with Mrs. Jiang, what if she deliberately wins Mrs. Jiang's trust?"

Ye Shuang pursed her lips, has Master Xiao already lost his mind to this point?

"Master Xiao, she is not the real daughter of the Zhu family at all, she is a pawn placed by Mrs. Jiang's side, have you forgotten Yu Jiang?"

Ye Shuang's face turned pale, she knew she was speechless, and lowered her head.

Suddenly feeling a chill on his neck, Ye Shuang immediately knelt down.

Zhu Xiangxiang, a fool, wanted to show a mirror behind his back. What she and Zhu Shaodan said in the hall before, Master Xiao heard, and she heard it too.

The appearance of Ming Jing is a conspiracy in itself.

Master Xiao is obsessed with ghosts, but she can't just sit idly by.

She risked her life to admonish her today, but also wanted to strangle this woman in the cradle.

But to her surprise, a man's flat voice came from above her head: "Empty words are nothing, what I want is evidence."

Ye Shuang gritted her teeth and said, "This subordinate will definitely find evidence."

Ye Shuang, who lowered his head, didn't see the cold mockery and playful smile in the man's eyes.