typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 577 Chunhui Nursing Home (2)

Chunhui Nursing Home is built in a secluded suburb. There is a banner hanging on the big iron gate at the entrance. Through the light, you can see clearly a line of large characters: Welcome Mr. Five Hundred to come and give guidance!

An old lady with small feet stood under two pillars at the door, holding a red plastic flower in her hand. When she saw the car approaching, she shook her arms awkwardly.

"Hello, Mr. Five Hundred, hello, hello!"

The dean held Feng Yuanjun's hand enthusiastically, fearing that if he let go, the God of Wealth would be blown away by the wind.

"Uh, why are you called Mr. Five Hundred?" Su Jian asked curiously.

"This gentleman gave a total of five hundred kilograms of things. He didn't say what his last name was. The name we voted for is both solemn and grand. Doesn't it fit this gentleman's temperament?"

Ha! The grandparents here are quite humorous. Feng Yuanjun kept smiling. He probably has never been so speechless in his life. He clearly wrote his name on the gift list.

The Go competition was held in the largest room of the nursing home. Unexpectedly, Su Jian was the only contestant who signed up from the public.

When the two entered the competition venue, they were immediately shocked by the fierce "fighting" inside.

"Is this really a Go game?"

Feng Yuanjun, who has been shrewd all his life, feels like a fool at this moment. He even made a fool's decision this morning to watch some Go game, donated 500 kilograms of goods, and received the title of "Mr. 500".

"It's obviously Heizi who won. You old man, let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Old Qutou, you hit me, you hit me, I like the way you hit me, come on, come on."

The players in the first group got angry because they couldn't afford to lose and started fighting. The dean quickly pulled them away.

"It was just a warm-up match. They were eliminated yesterday. Don't mind."

Why do you need to warm up now that you're all out?

Feng Yuanjun looked at Su Jian. The little girl kept smiling and was very calm. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. He straightened his tie and pretended to be inscrutable.

"This is your competition number. Little girl, you are very brave. We are very excited to receive your registration. We will hold a meeting to discuss and decide to let you directly enter the finals."

There was warm applause from all around.

"Little girl, don't be nervous. It doesn't matter if you lose. Just come over in the evening and play with us old people."

"This child is really good-looking and can also play Go. Why not let her become the champion directly? We can't afford to lose."

Feng Yuanjun took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He made a mistake by giving up a multi-million investment project and wasting it on a meaningless Go game.

The next competition became more formal. I don’t know when a young man appeared, holding a camera and "clicking".

It was probably the grandson of an old man who was temporarily called in to take photos.

At nine o'clock, the final started and Su Jian came on stage.

The one he was fighting was a vigorous old man who had been holding an enamel jar that had lost its glaze in his hand. He had never opened it.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Su Jian."

The old man smiled and asked her to sit down.

"How many chess pieces do you want me to give you?"

"……unnecessary!"

"Hey! I just like the blind confidence and adventurous spirit of young people."

"We agreed that we won't cry if we lose."

"Okay, I remember."

Feng Yuanjun's patience reached its peak. He didn't know whether Su Jian knew how to play chess, so he steeled himself to watch the game.

Ten minutes later, the old man held the chess piece and fell into deep thought. No matter how he placed it, it would be a dead end.

7017k
This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next