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- There are many things that, as time goes by, the truth will be covered up. The parties involved are unwilling to mention it, and outsiders can only rely on speculation.
Yang Bo had no intention of trying to figure out the people's hearts at that time. He was just curious. After he figured it out, he had no intention of going into details.
On the second day, Cao Yuande led a group of people to Mrs. Nance¡¯s house to sign a donation agreement.
Downey didn¡¯t seem to tell Mrs. Nance that Yuwen had appeared again. Yang Bo appeared at the scene and quickly completed the signing. No reporters were invited to the scene. This was Mrs. Nance¡¯s request.
Yang Bo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when his pig teammate suddenly said: "Mrs. Nance, you still have a lot of good things in your treasure house. If you still want to donate, just contact me!"
Mrs. Nance glanced at Team Pig, then at Yang Bo, and said, "Mr. Yang, Downey asked me to convey something to him. He said that Mr. Yang is welcome to visit the Walker family."
Yang Bo nodded, "I will."
Mrs. Nance smiled, turned and left, ignoring the pig teammate!
The pig teammate looked at the background of Mrs. Nance leaving and was very annoyed and cursed: "I don't know what it means, I don't know what it means!"
Yang Bo ignored him, turned around and left.
Back in the car, Yuwen asked: "Is it done?"
Yang Bo nodded, "It's done."
"Well, I'll take you to visit your old friend." Yuwen said.
Yang Bo was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yuwen to know so many people here. However, he didn't object. He called Cao Yuande, said goodbye, and left with Yuwen.
The car drove for more than half an hour, and there was a lively street in front of it. Yang Bo had already seen the red lanterns hanging on the street, and the architectural style was more in line with domestic architecture. He guessed that this should be China Street. !
Yuwen smiled and said, "It's very lively here today. The car can't drive in, so get off here!"
Yang Bo got out of the car and followed Yuwen into the Chinese neighborhood.
After coming to Los Angeles for a few days, Yang Bo went to Chinatown for the first time. It was more lively than expected, full of tourists, shops on both sides of the street, gray walls and green tiles, which looked very distinctive.
I heard familiar local accents and heard people communicating in Cantonese, Hokkien, and Mandarin. It felt like I was back in China.
Yang Bo followed Yuwen, looking at him curiously, but after watching for a while, he lost interest. There were many Chinese people in Chinatown, and the street scene was not much different from that in China.
Crossing the street and walking to the middle, Yuwen walked into a teahouse. Yang Bo looked up and saw that the name of the teahouse was "Fengyulou". It looked old and the handwriting on the plaque was very extraordinary.
Following Yuwen into the second floor, Yuwen had no intention of stopping and walked straight up to the third floor. However, at the top of the stairs, two young men in Tsing Yi stood there, blocking the stairs.
The decoration of the teahouse is exquisite and elegant, with mahogany tables and chairs, and elegant decorations and antique ornaments can be seen everywhere. There are not many people on the second floor, sitting in the teahouse drinking tea, the lattice windows isolate the noise outside, and the place seems a bit quiet.
The man in green stared at Yuwen, "Who are you?"
Yuwen smiled and said, "I'm looking for Yuan Da."
The man in green frowned. He stared at Yuwen and then at Yang Bo. When he saw that the two of them didn't look like masters, he snorted coldly, "Inform the hall!"
Yuwen shook his head, "I don't have a cousin, so please inform Lao Yuan for me and tell him that an old friend from twenty years ago came to visit!"
The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, "If you can't tell me your name, and if the boss doesn't know you, won't I have to be punished later?"
Yuwen stared at the two men in green clothes. Both of them looked to be in their twenties. They looked lean but had bulging veins. They looked like Lian Jiazi!
"Since we don't want to report it, we have to go up ourselves." Yuwen said.
After saying that, Yuwen stepped onto the stairs. The two men in green changed their colors slightly and punched them together with fists!
Yuwen didn¡¯t pay attention at all. He waved his hands, blocked a fist with one hand, and exerted a slight force. The expressions of the two of them changed drastically, and they both fell to the ground!
A man in Tsing Yi brought down the tables and chairs, and there was a noise in the venue. Everyone looked over and saw that there was actually a fight going on here. Several people stood up one after another and walked towards this side.
The several bodyguards brought by Yang Bo had already dispersed and sat down. At this time, they all stood up one after another, and there was a crashing sound in the venue!
Yang Bo raised his headWith his hand, he signaled the bodyguard not to move, and he followed Yuwen towards the stairs.
The crowd of guards from all around came over, and the scene was a bit thrilling for a while.
"what's going on?"
Someone suddenly came over from the third floor and asked downstairs.
"They knocked down Ah San and Ah Si with the double red sticks and wanted to force their way in!" someone downstairs responded.
The person who came was probably in his thirties, but already had some gray hair. He looked towards Yuwen and saw that Yuwen did not stop. His expression changed slightly, "Who are you looking for?"
Yuwen raised his head and glanced, "You must be Ah Fei, you are already so old!"
Yuan Chengfei stared at Yuwen for a long time, and then said in surprise: "Are you Mr. Yuwen?"
"We haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. You were only in your teens at that time. I didn't expect you to recognize me!" Yu Wen said.
Yuan Chengfei quickly bowed deeply and waved downstairs, "Everyone, sit back! Mr. Yuwen comes to see the boss, and he can hurt you at will. Next time, keep your eyes open!"
After saying that, Yuan Chengfei said quickly: "Mr. Yuwen, please, I will take you to see the boss!"
Yuan Chengfei didn¡¯t mention the announcement anymore and took the people in directly.
The environment on the third floor is more elegant and quiet. An old man in his seventies is sitting at the table. He is wearing a white training suit and has white beard and hair. He looks somewhat immortal.
The old man looked up and was slightly startled when he saw Yuan Chengfei bringing someone in directly. Then he saw Yuwen again and was stunned! The teacup in my hand fell to the ground!
"What? This is how you treat guests, Lao Yuan?" Yuwen said with a smile.
Only then did Yuan Da react and stood up, "Mr. Yuwen, I really didn't expect that twenty years have passed by so quickly. My beard and hair have all turned white and I'm very old, but you are no different from twenty years ago." !¡±
Yuwen smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Da was still filled with emotion, "Back then we were arguing about the differences between practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism. Now it seems that I was wrong after all!"
Yuwen shook his head, "You don't have to be sad. For you, martial arts can reach your level, which is already the peak. But how many people in the world can practice Taoism? For most people, practicing Taoism is basically impossible!"
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