Although Fangzheng said so, he knew that flaunting his wealth? That little bit of money he had wasn't enough to flaunt! Since he couldn't beat them, he might as well not fight them. When the time came, he could just stare into the sky and let others say whatever they wanted. If they pissed him off, he would compete with them. F * * k, no matter how rich they were, did they know any divine powers?
As time ticked by, more and more people arrived. Not waiting for those strangely dressed religious people to pass by, another group of reporters arrived.
"They have already gone in. Can we go in now?" Ong urged the driver.
The driver shook his head. "Sir, it's useless asking me. We have to wait for the police's instructions. We can only proceed if they say so. "
Ong looked at the battered police and immediately felt that there was nothing he could do. Then, he looked at Fangzheng who was calmly fiddling with his cell phone. Seeing that Fangzheng wasn't in a rush, he also calmed down.
After a while, the police finally waved their hands to indicate that the other cars could proceed.
Only then did the taxi slowly drive forward. As the driver drove, he said, "Gentlemen, do you wish to take a look outside the venue? Or do you want to take a look at Hoàn Kiếm Lake? I'm telling you, the venue is sealed. Outsiders can't enter, and there's nothing to see outside. Just stand at the entrance and take a picture. You can go back and tell your friends about it. What's really nice is Hoàn Kiếm Lake. We are at Hoàn Kiếm Lake … "
Fangzheng didn't react to the driver's rambling, but Ong's face turned livid. It turned out that the driver didn't believe that they were there to participate in a conference. He was even trying to promote a tour for them …
"Alright, cut it out. We are here to participate in a conference," Ong said.
The driver clearly didn't believe him as he grinned. "Heh heh."
Ong really wanted to punch him when he heard that, but he held back.
When they arrived, the taxi driver asked again, "Don't tell me you are really planning on staying here? The reporters haven't dispersed yet. If you go down, it will be too eye-catching. Other people have Rolls Royces, while you have taxis. Other people have all sorts of beautiful kasayas and gowns, but you? "
The driver looked at the duo's attire, and his meaning was obvious.
Ong looked at his tattered camouflage uniform and realized that it really wasn't suitable for him to enter. His face flushed red as he scoffed. "What are you thinking? I'm Master's attendant. I won't be entering and will be waiting outside. "
"He can't do it either. Didn't you see what's written on the sign? Those who were not properly dressed were prohibited from entering. Monks don't have kasayas, Daoist priests don't have clothes, and so on. Even if you have an invitation letter, you're still not allowed to enter. "The driver seemed to be very familiar with this place and immediately reminded them.
Ong was instantly stumped. He hadn't seen Fangzheng bring any luggage when he came. It was just a black cloth bag, wrapped around a monster salted fish. As for the kasaya? It didn't exist!
At that moment, Fangzheng smiled. "It's fine. This Penniless Monk has a kasaya. Let's go down and take a look. "
The moment Fangzheng alighted, he immediately felt that something was amiss!
There were flashes of camera flashes all around. There were quite a number of reporters around! Furthermore, quite a number of people were smacking him. The blinding feeling made Fangzheng subconsciously narrow his eyes.
At the same time, he heard the sounds of discussion.
"Who is this person? Why is he so young? Where's his master? "
"This monk actually took a taxi here? Holy shit, just how poor is their monastery? "
"Don't tell me he's here for the red carpet? Aiyah, what a waste of my memory … "
"Look at what he's wearing. It looks like he's only wearing a monk robe. He doesn't have a kasaya! He can't enter without a kasaya. From the looks of it, he's really here for the red carpet. Forget it, I'll delete this photo! "
"Hehe, he really doesn't have a kasaya! I'll delete it too! "
"Let's do it together. Seriously, I thought I could get some surprises, but I ended up getting this. Thankfully, it's a digital camera. If I still had to hand in my film, my heart would ache. "
"Look, the security guards are going over!"
"Hehe, there might be a good show to watch."
Fangzheng noticed that most of the people speaking were in Vietnamese. Clearly, most of them were local reporters. Fangzheng couldn't recognize the Chinese reporters either. They were all Asian, and with their attire, it was impossible to tell who was who if they didn't open their mouths.
However, it was obvious that most of them knew Fangzheng!
However, Fangzheng didn't feel awkward. He pressed his palms together and smiled at everyone before leisurely strolling towards the venue.
Ong followed closely behind and asked nervously, "Master, where's your kasaya?"
Fangzheng smiled bitterly inwardly. Did they really have to force him to take out his kasaya? Couldn't he not wear it?
"Venerable One, please wait a moment. Can I take a look at your invitation?" At that moment, two men in black walked over and smiled warmly and politely.
At that instant, Fangzheng really wished to produce an invitation, but when he realized that he hadn't stolen or snatched it and had been invited openly, he felt that there was no need for him to do so. If he had the time, he might as well explain.
Hence, Fangzheng shook his head frankly. "This Penniless Monk lost the invitation. Patrons, you can check the invitation list. You should be able to find This Penniless Monk."
The two clearly frowned, clearly not believing Fangzheng's words. However, they still nodded out of caution and politeness, allowing Fangzheng to report his name. Fangzheng immediately reported it, and the two immediately used the walkie-talkie to verify it.
At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded. "If you don't have an invitation, you don't have one. Master, lying is a taboo!"
Fangzheng was taken aback. The voice sounded unfamiliar. When he turned his head, he saw a man dressed in a well-ironed suit. His hair was a little white, and there were crow's feet at the corners of his eyes that couldn't be concealed. His face seemed to have words written on it, and the words were clear — Asking for a beating!
The moment this person appeared, the reporters who were prepared to pack up immediately perked up.
"It's Nguyen Thiên Tinh!"
"One of the three arms of the Nguyen Corporation, the Nguyen Black Glove! Nice, why is he here? "
"Why is he here? Not only him, even the head of the Nguyen Corporation will be attending this grand event! This is the first grand event held by the Dharma Characteristics Monastery! "
"That's right. The Dharma Characteristics Monastery isn't an ordinary monastery. It's said that the royal family and the government are backing it. Furthermore, I heard that the Nguyen Corporation has been vying for a piece of land with others. They have already fought to the bitter end and shed all decorum. But even so, they failed to take it down. I believe they are using the Dharma Characteristics Monastery's grand event to make contact with the upper echelons. "
"It's not only them. Many family heads have entered as well. Who wouldn't want to grasp such a good opportunity? "
"But if he enters, so be it. Why is he arguing with a young monk?"
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