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Later, Chen Xiaodao annoyed Zhao Changgui because of kidnapping Li Ruoping. Zhao Changgui destroyed his power in one fell swoop and forced him to break one of his legs.

If Chen Xiaodao was replaced by someone else at that time, I am afraid that the rest of my life would either live in hatred or spend the rest of my life in mediocrity.

But Chen Xiaodao did not. The great changes in life not only did not make him fall down, but instead became the beginning of another legendary life and made him another glory.

He has come step by step and has become a master of contemporary calligraphy and painting. He is a true master of generation.

Such a person can only be described as a genius.

Zhao Changqi believed that if Chen Xiaodao went out now, it would probably be a hero again in a few years. Chen Xiaodao is the most mysterious and famous calligraphy and painting artist in China. Many people, even many senior officials, want to get a painting from him.

Chen Xiaodao can build a strong network of relationships for himself as long as he throws out a few works. It is easy to get a group of people.

At that time, will he turn around and seek revenge on himself?

After all, his power was destroyed by himself, and his legs were also forced to break by him.

"Have he never let go of his hatred for me? The dormant years have been to numb me and to make me completely relax my vigilance against him." Zhao Changqi couldn't help thinking in his heart.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to do such a thing, but Zhao Changqi believed that Chen Xiaodao could do it because he was a genius.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changqi blurted out: "Why should I quit this job? You want to leave."

"Yes, I want to leave for a while." Chen Xiaodao said, with the expression on his face very calm.

"Tell me the reason." Zhao Changqi also said calmly. However, his feelings for Chen Xiaodao changed a lot.

Chen Xiaodao sighed slightly before saying, "You know, in recent years, I have a little reputation in calligraphy and painting art and gold and stone carving."

"Haha, it's not that it's a little famous, but it's very famous. I'm afraid no one in the art world in the country would not know Chen's debt repayment." Zhao Changqi said with a smile, smiling a little reluctantly.

"Okay, even if you are telling the truth, the problem is here. Almost every day, people drive to the cemetery. They come not to buy cemeteries, nor to burn incense and worship ancestors. In fact, there are no ownerless tombs in the cemetery. The reason they come here is to let me draw and write for them. If I don't agree to them, they will refuse to leave. It makes me unable to live a good life at all."

"At the same time, I always believe that how grand the art palace in a person's heart can be in the end depends on how broad his mind is. If a person stays in the same place, his vision will naturally be limited. So I want to go out and take a look."

Zhao Changqi could feel that Chen Xiaodao's words were not deceiving him, because he saw a strong sense of piety in Chen Xiaodao's eyes, his devotion to art and dreams.

Zhao Changgui couldn't help but feel ashamed of suspicion of Chen Xiaodao just now. He suddenly felt that Chen Xiaodao is now a master who is extraordinary and out of dust, and he is an ordinary person. It is ridiculous to use the thoughts of an ordinary person to guess the thoughts of a master.

"You plan to travel around the world." Zhao Changqi said with a smile. This time he smiled sincerely.

"You can say that. The cemetery used to be the pure land in my heart, but now it has been harassed by everything. I want to find another pure land in my heart." Chen Xiaodao said.

"Why do I feel like I'm talking to a monk? You don't plan to become a monk, right?" Zhao Changqi said.

"No. Even if I want to practice, I will enter the world to practice. I have parents who need my care, my wife needs my love, and my children need me to raise, how can I leave them to become a monk? Haha, I always believe that the Buddhist forgetting the world and cutting off the six senses is cruelly destroying human nature. Fortunately, they still shout compassion all day long. In my understanding, the so-called practice should be to make oneself, the family around me, and make the whole world live better. This is the real savior. Savioring is by no means an illusory soul." Chen Xiaodao said.

"Hahaha, the heroes have the same views. You are saying that I have gone to my heart. In fact, your heart is free, and your people are free. You don't have to tell me where you want to go." Zhao Changli laughed.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, I have always been grateful to Mr. Zhao. If it weren't for Mr. Zhao's blow back then, I wouldn't be as good as me now, but I might have been shot ten times. Hahahaha." Chen Xiaodao also smiled heartily.

"It's great that Mr. Chen can think like this. To be honest, you said you were leaving just now and jumped me away. He thought you were going to go out and make a comeback and then come back to seek revenge on me." Zhao Changqi said.

"Ah." Chen Xiaodao said in surprise, and then suddenly laughed with Zhao Changqi.

The two sat on the top of Qingyun Mountain, facing the cold wind, drinking beer and eating chicken feet, and were having fun chatting, when Zhao Changgui's cell phone suddenly rang.

The phone call was from Zong Weiyang. Zong Weiyang told Zhao Changqi that something bad was very bad. The fund for the support from above was stuck by Yulin City. Yulin City only promised to give Pingchuan County 10 million.

"Why should they detain us forty million?" Zhao Changqi said angrily at the phone.

"Oh. I'm just annoyed by this. I just went to Yulin City to argue with Mayor Sun, but Mayor Sun said he would not give us the remaining money, and he also brought out a lot of reasons to refute me. I was so angry." Zong Weiyang on the other end of the phone also said angrily.

Zhao Changqi could tell that Zong Weiyang might have just returned to Pingchuan County from Yulin City and may not have eaten yet.

"Secretary Zong, I will go to Pingchuan County tomorrow. Then we will discuss it." Zhao Changqi said with a strong pressure to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Okay, no, tomorrow we will go to Yulin again. At least we have to ask for another 10 million. Where can we use our money?

There are so many. Let's do this first, we will discuss this matter tomorrow when you come here." Zong Weiyang hung up the phone.

"Damn, what's the matter? You can get money by yourself if you have the ability. You can steal, rob, or cheat. I can't even care about it, but why should we deduct the money we have worked hard to get?" Zhao Changqi hung up the phone and cursed angrily.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Chen Xiaodao couldn't help but ask strangely when he saw Zhao Changgui's fire.

"Oh, nothing, let's go back. It's dark."

Zhao Changqi didn't want to cause trouble for Chen Xiaodao, and Chen Xiaodao couldn't help him in this way, so he didn't tell him the reason for the matter.

After the two went down the mountain, they returned to Chen Xiaodao's room. Chen Xiaodao packed up a few paintings that he was more proud and gave them to Zhao Changgui, and gave them to Zhao Changgui a seal stone.

When Chen Xiaodao cleaned up the landscape painting on the desk, Zhao Changgui pointed at the red sun and asked, "Is this the sunrise or the sunset."

"Chaoyang, and it is the next day's morning." Chen Xiaodao said.

"Oh. What does it mean?" Zhao Changqi said.

"Only people's hearts are filled with tomorrow's sun, they will not be confused when doing things." Chen Xiaodao said.

"Why is the only one of the rising suns that is red, and the others are black and white." Zhao Changqi asked again.

"My sun represents the human heart. The world can be black and white, but the human heart must be bright." Chen Xiaodao said.

Zhao Changgui couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thought: "If everyone's heart is bright and bright, then is this world still black and white?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Xiaodao was a little stunned when he saw Zhao Changgui.

"Nothing. I feel that your words seem to be very philosophical." Zhao Changqi said with a smile and put away the painting.

"Every day when I have nothing to do, I walk along these tombstones one by one. Every time I walk through a tombstone, I will think of the past and present lives of the people in the tomb. If I think too much, people seem to be a little strange." Chen Xiaodao said with a smile.

A picture appeared in Zhao Changqi's mind: the moonlight was like water, pouring on the quiet cemetery. Under the swaying majesty, Chen Xiaodao quietly walked through each tombstone, thinking about the ignorant, mediocre, or wealthy people in the tomb, and then think about his life. In this process, Chen Xiaodao's thoughts and his art were sublimated again and again, and finally Chen Xiaodao's artistic level reached today.

After leaving the cemetery, Zhao Changgui went to Zhao Bingwu's house again. Cao Shuying made a pot of tea for them. The two of them chatted until very late, and Zhao Changgui returned to his home to rest.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Changqi, Gu Xiaomei and Yin Dalu went straight to Pingchuan County.

On the way, Zhao Changqi called Lin Hao and told him that Chen Xiaodao had obtained his painting and asked him to go to Linhe City, the provincial capital, tomorrow morning to meet him, and then the two of them went to Wu Yingxiong's house together to pay their birthday to the old man of the Wu family.

Since the three of them set out early and Zhao Changqi drove quickly on the road, it was only about 8 o'clock in the morning when they arrived in Pingchuan County.

Zhao Changqi sent the three of them directly to the place where Wang Shufang lived. In order to facilitate living, Wang Shufang purchased a three-story villa with a small courtyard in Pingchuan County.

Wang Shufang returned to Pingchuan County on the third day of the Chinese New Year. Sanhe Pharmaceutical Factory is under construction. Many things need to be decided by her, the president of Longhui Group, to be decided by herself. She wouldn't have to come.

Since Wang Shufang had already received a call from Zhao Changgui, when Zhao Changgui and the other two arrived, she was already waiting for them at the gate.

Wang Shufang, Uncle Yin and Gu Xiaomei were both fellow villagers in Zhaozhuang, so they were naturally intimate after meeting. While helping everyone get things, she pushed everyone into the villa.

Because Zhao Changqi was in a hurry to discuss with Zong Weiyang about asking for money to go to Yulin City, he ate some breakfast that Wang Shufang had already prepared and drove straight to the Pingchuan County Party Committee.

Zhao Changqiu is not a person who likes to take advantage of others, but he is a person who hates others to take advantage of him very much. Sun Guowei did not take advantage of him at all, but intercepted Pingchuan County's support funds by 40 million yuan at once.

Zhao Changqiu was so angry that he scolded, he even wanted to beat people now.

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