I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 167 Don’t judge people by their appearance

Tang Zikai looked at Dai Qing's expression and didn't understand. This little bastard really threw away his phone number.

"I still have things to deal with today. Wait for my call." After saying that, without waiting for Dai Qing to answer, he turned around and got in the car and left.

Looking at the jeep speeding away, Dai Qing looked at the phone number in his hand, stuffed it directly into his pocket, and hurriedly crossed the road while the light was green.

As soon as she passed by, two people walked out of the alley not far away, Yan Biao and Xin Wa.
"I really didn't expect that Sister Dai actually has connections in the capital. It's really amazing."

Yan Biao looked at the jeep that had long since disappeared, and he was confused. He was a soldier just now, and his position seemed to be quite high. I didn't expect that Sister Dai would actually know such a number one person. As expected, a person cannot be judged by his appearance.

Fortunately, he was always very respectful to Sister Dai and never dared to show any slight.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person just now is more powerful than the Dong family." There is also the conspicuous license plate, which is difficult to ignore.

"I can't tell that, but looking at that person's license plate number, he should be from the army. The capital involves the army, so he is definitely not a simple person."

Xinwa hugged the gift and sighed, then turned to look at the boss.

"Sister Dai is so amazing."

Yan Biao didn't object to this. There were indeed too many doubts about Dai Qing. Fortunately, he had been on good terms with Sister Dai from the very beginning and never neglected her. Unexpectedly, he met an older sister by accident.

"Let's go and see Boss Dong first, and we'll make an appointment later."

Dai Qing visited the ancient buildings in the alley with great interest, not knowing that her encounter with Tang Zikai made Yan Biao think about so many things.

Throughout the morning, Dai Qing was still full of ideas, so he randomly found a noodle shop, had a bowl of noodles with soybean paste, and then walked around for a while before returning to the hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as we entered the lobby, Huzi came up to us.

"Sister Dai, you are back, and the boss is also back. You go back to your room to rest first, and I will go and talk to the boss."

"Well," Qing Huzi was waiting for him in the lobby. The time for the meeting should have been set.

As soon as he washed his face and took a sip of tea, Yan Biao knocked on the door.

"Sister Dai, how are you doing today?"

"It's okay, just wandering around. Have you made an appointment with someone?" Dai Qing sat in a chair, looked at him standing next to him, and pointed to the chair next to him, "It's not like there are no chairs, what are you doing standing there? "

Yan Biao chuckled, sat in the chair next to him, and spoke respectfully.

"Tomorrow at 8:30 a.m., Boss Dong's private teahouse."

Since seeing that scene in the morning, when he met Boss Dong, he asked about the license plate in a subtle way.

Boss Dong gave him a serious look and told him to be careful in his words and deeds. He should not inquire about people and things he shouldn't know about here in the capital. The less he knew, the safer he would be.

Especially the warning look from Boss Dong made him suddenly break into a cold sweat.

He vaguely guessed that the license plate was something the Dong family was afraid of.

With this kind of speculation, he felt only uneasy. How dare he neglect the aunt in front of him?
Listening to Yan Biao's tone, Dai Qing looked at him and said, "Okay, just wait for me in the lobby tomorrow morning."

In their city, Yan Biao always looked arrogant wherever he went, showing off the style of a big boss.

After arriving in the capital, he met someone taller than him, which directly revealed his servility.

They say environment changes people, and it’s true.

Only when you can bend and stretch can you last long. When you are inferior to others, posture is really important.

"Don't worry, Sister Dai, I will be waiting in the lobby on time. What does Sister Dai want to eat tomorrow morning, and I will ask Huzi to buy it for you in advance?" Now this is his biological aunt, and he cannot be neglected at all.

"Sweet tofu and deep-fried dough sticks will do." The current breakfast in the capital is just the same ones, especially soy juice, which she can't get used to.

"Okay, Huzi will be delivered on time at 7:30 tomorrow."

If he has any requests, he likes Sister Dai to make requests for him. He is most afraid of letting him arrange things casually. Just two words make people scratch their heads the most.

After Yan Biao left, Dai Qing locked the door, took a shower and went to bed, hoping to get up early tomorrow.

After a dreamless night, Dai Qing opened her eyes. At 6:30 in the morning, she got up to wash and dress after being a little lazy in bed.

He wears a white shirt next to his body, a blue sweater on top, paired with boss pants, medium-heeled black leather shoes, and his hair is combed into a high ponytail, simple and neat.

Huzi brought breakfast on time. After eating, he put on his bread coat and jacket, and the two of them went downstairs together.

Yan Biao called a taxi in advance, and they went to the Dong family's private teahouse together.

The taxi stopped in front of a blue-brick courtyard house. Yan Biao stepped forward and called the door.
A middle-aged uncle opened the door and chatted with him for a few words. The man's eyes glanced at Dai Qing with a strong sense of scrutiny.

Dai Qing had seen this kind of look many times and didn't care, just stood there with a calm expression.

"Come in, sir, I have been waiting for you for a long time." The middle-aged uncle sideways let people in, passed through the screen wall, and led them straight to the main room.

"Sir, the guests have arrived."

Dai Qing looked up and found that sitting in the main seat of the house was a man in his thirties, with a Chinese character face, monkey eyes, and half-drooped eyelids, which seemed to be half-open. This alone made it clear that this man was suspicious. Particularly heavy and somewhat prestigious.

"Boss Dong, good morning." Yan Biao suddenly smiled when he saw Dong Zhen, "This is Miss Dai Qing, she is an outstanding fortune teller."

"Miss Dai, I have admired you for a long time. Yan Biao has always praised you for your great physiognomy, but he didn't expect you to be so young?" Dong Zhen looked at her with inquiring eyes.

"Gan Luo became prime minister at the age of twelve. It can be seen that age has little to do with ability." Dai Qing sat on the chair next to him, with an indifferent expression and spoke softly.

Dong Zhen was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "That's right. Who said you can't achieve success if you are young? Uncle Wu, serve Miss Dai some good tea."

Then, the middle-aged uncle came over with a tureen in his hand, his attitude was respectful,

"Miss Dai, please have some tea."

"Thank you very much." Dai Qing picked up the tureen, flicked it, and took a sip. "I only smell the fragrance of the flowers but not the flowers. The best jasmine tea has a refreshing fragrance and a sweet taste."

"As long as Miss Dai likes it."

Dong Zhen looked at her with squinted eyes. Although there was a smile on his face, it always felt very hypocritical.

"You guys follow Uncle Wu to the side room and sit down, and let Miss Dai look at each other carefully."

Dong Zhen waved to Yan Biao and others, watching them leave with Uncle Wu, then turned to Dai Qing and nodded slightly to her.

Dai Qing cheered up and looked at his face.

This person's three stops are balanced, the official palace on his forehead is broad and moist, he has a pair of silkworm eyebrows, and the life palace and wealth palace are red and yellow. Such a person has a smart mind, quick wit, and is very popular with his elders, but his brotherhood is shallow. , not close.

Abundant wealth, noble status, and some false reputation for oneself.

But his concubine palace has big problems and is very messy.