The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Because there is a special match for local tyrants such as luxury car bodyguards, Qi Yan has attracted the attention of countless people once he appeared on the scene. There is also a brand-name suit, a brand-name watch, and a cell phone with a 24K gold shell on him. The word "rich" is written all over his body.

At the moment when Qi Yan was seated, Yang Heshu felt the eyes of the entire restaurant focused. He wanted to hide his face, but he couldn't do that. Not only could he not cover his face, but he had to endure the nausea to flatter Qi Yan.

"Qi Yan, where did you buy this watch? It must be very expensive, right?"

"It's not expensive. The price is only a few hundred thousand, which is not as small as the price of my buddy's watch." Qi Yan poured himself a glass of juice and drank half of it in one breath. "I heard you didn't work in the previous hotel. NS?"

"Yeah," Yang Heshu said with a wry smile, "offended a customer, so I was fired." A bragging person like Qi Yan should show off his skills at this time and promise to find a job for him, right?

"That broken job is not very interesting," Qi Yan lowered his head to order, and after ordering more than ten kinds of dishes, he said to the waiter who was waiting for him, "One for both tables." He said two tables, referring to them. It was his table and the table where the two bodyguards sat.

As a treat, the menu was taken away by the waiter. Yang Heshu's eyes showed contempt. The people who came out of the small place, even if they have more money now, can't clean the rudeness and rudeness on their bodies. , I don't know how to get on the big ship of the Cen family.

Thinking of this, he felt a little unwilling. This Qi Yan looks really pleasing, but there is no pleasing character in his personality. Why can even such a person live so gracefully and heartlessly? God doesn't have eyes.

"Just the broken salary you got is not enough for me to drink a glass of wine," Qi Yan took out from her body, took out a wallet with a huge Hermes logo, took out some money from it, looked and stuffed it again. Go back to a part, and then pretend to be bold and take pictures of Yang He before writing, "You can use the money first, and I will lend it to you temporarily."

"Thank you, I don't need..." Yang Heshu looked at the pieces of money, and couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth. The gestures were so large and generous. In fact, there is no more than one thousand yuan here. If it can exceed one thousand, He can eat the excess money.

The two pushed around, and in the end Qi Yan still squeezed the money into Yang Heshu's hands. In the eyes of people who don’t know, this famous-branded local tyrant is quite kind, and he is willing to accompany his down-and-out friends to eat at such low-end restaurants, and also give money to his friends.

They wish they could have such good friends.

However, the person involved, Yang Heshu, was almost blown up with anger. He deeply felt that Qi Yan was ill. He had to spend such a small amount of money to make such a big battle. It was a performance-type personality, and he would die if he didn't pretend to be forced.

The food was served quickly, and Qi Yan said to the waiter: "Bring your most expensive wine." After that, he turned his head and smiled and looked at Yang Heshu, "Don't worry, I will treat this meal."

Yang Heshu felt that the waiter's eyes were a little subtle when he looked at him. He squeezed his chopsticks and laughed twice, "You are too polite."

"That's nothing. A few days ago, I went out for a drink with my friends. A bottle of wine would cost three to four hundred thousand yuan." Qi Yan lifted his chin. "You will get used to seeing more of the world in the future."

"Haha." Yang Heshu felt that only these two words could express his feelings, but he still wanted to accompany his smile with aggrieved faces.

If Qi Yan hadn't reminded Zhao Li and Huang He before they came in, they had been mentally prepared, otherwise they would have been laughing out loud now. Master Qi is really well versed in the way of pretending to be compelling, or the kind of madness that does not pay for his life.

When all the dishes were served, Yang Heshu breathed a sigh of relief, and Qi Yan was finally willing to stop for a while. However, he was relieved a little early, and Qi Yan spoke again just halfway through his meal.

"He Shu, I went back to Wangxiang Town some time ago and met your uncle."

Yang Heshu clenched the chopsticks in his hand and smiled and said, "Is he okay?"

Qi Yan shook his head, "His legs and feet are not very good. He hasn't seen him in a few years, and he looks much older."

Yang Heshu himself understands that he is not the real Yang Heshu. He just wants to borrow his identity to be close to Qi Yan. How can he know what Yang Heshu's family is like? Following the principle of saying less and making less mistakes, Yang Heshu dare not speak casually.

"He learned that I met you here, and asked a lot about you," Qi Yan blew the chicken soup in the bowl, because it was a bit hot, he could only drink it in small sips, "Are you? Haven't gone back for a long time?"

"I don't have a lot of money, so I'm embarrassed to go back." Yang Heshu suddenly found that he couldn't understand Qi Yan. He was obviously a person who likes to show off, but when he mentioned the elders in Yang Heshu's family, there was no hint of arrogance or contempt in his tone. You... didn't you mention my current downfall, did you?"

Qi Yan smiled without saying a word. After looking at Yang Heshu, he lowered his head and continued to drink chicken soup. Yang Heshu was staring at him so that he felt like he was being stared at by a monster.

Qi Yan drank the soup very slowly. It took ten minutes to finish a bowl of soup. The table was extremely quiet, but this quiet made Yang Heshu's uneasy feeling more and more intense. In just a few minutes, Qi Yan seemed to be a different person and became terrifying.

Hum.

The empty bowl was placed on the table.

Yang Heshu watched Qi Yan wipe his mouth with a paper towel and wipe his hands, only to find that the other's hands looked very nice, like a work of art, with no flaws to be found.

"I heard a terrible ghost story a few days ago," Qi Yan sighed, "I still have lingering fears until now."

Yang Heshu said with a smile: "There are no ghosts in the world at all, they are all deceptive."

"Yes, how can a dead person come back to life?" Qi Yan tilted his head to look out the window, the sun was shining and the traffic was busy. "A gentleman had a good friend when he was young, but his good friend gave birth. Seriously ill. At that time everyone was poor, and his friend's family had no extra money to treat him. The gentleman's friend could only die alive in the end."

Qi Yan's story is not distinctive, but his tone is too contagious, which made Yang Heshu unable to help put down his chopsticks and listened to the story carefully.

"This gentleman was unwilling to find a very powerful Taoist leader and wanted him to save his friend. But the Taoist leader told him that his friend was born with a short life span and was destined to not live to adulthood. Dao Chang said that if this friend could find the disease earlier, he might be able to change the fate of premature death, but it is a pity that he missed the precious vitality."

"No one can be resurrected from the dead, and such things only exist in a small talk book."

Yang Heshu was silent for a moment: "Where is the scary point of this story?"

"The scary point is that ten years after this gentleman finally understood what fate was, a man who claimed to be his friend appeared in front of him." Qi Yan looked at Yang Heshu blankly, "You said this Isn't it scary?"

Yang He's smile on the writing froze, and it took a long time to squeeze out a little voice from the gap between his teeth: "You all know? You have been playing with me?"

"Life is boring, I always find some fun," Qi Yan said with a faint smile, "Thank you for helping me find some fun."

Yang Heshu's face changed, thinking that he was playing like a monkey by Qi Yan these days, the nameless fire in his heart burned, "Qi Yan!"

"You borrowed the name of the deceased to approach me, you should be prepared to be dismantled," Qi Yan's mocking smile disappeared without a trace, "not to mention that you approached him as the deceased. Those who have a causal relationship are not afraid of being affected by their fortune?"

"What do you mean?"

"The old saying goes, the dead is the greatest. These four words not only let you respect the dead, but also let the living know the difference between life and death and take care of yourself." Qi Yan calmly looked at Yang Heshu, "From your face It’s not the first time you pretend to be someone else and approach some people, otherwise you won’t get bad luck."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Yang Heshu suddenly remembered that his employer had mentioned to him that this Qi Yan was still a Feng Shui. Thinking of this, his face became even more ugly, "What lifelessness, what fortune, the Great Jin Dynasty has been perished for hundreds of years, don't use this kind of feudal dross to scare people."

Qi Yan ignored his anger and frustration, and lazily asked with one hand on his cheek: "Go ahead, who sent you here?"

"What are you talking about, I don't understand." Yang Heshu saw that the matter had been revealed, and wanted to get up from the stool and leave here. But something terrible happened. He found that his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't have any strength at all.

Did Qi Yan add medicine to his food?

No, that's not right. Qi Yan started eating all these dishes after Qi Yan moved his chopsticks, and he kept staring at Qi Yan, and the other party had no chance to start.

"He Shu, you are too polite," Qi Yan walked to Yang He and patted him on the shoulder, "Go, try my new car."

Huang He and Zhao Liyi helped Yang Heshu from the left and back, and walked out like good buddies. Yang Heshu was horrified and wanted to ask for help from the diners around, but in the eyes of other diners, the kid with a smirk was lucky enough to hold this kind of golden thigh.

Yang Heshu has never felt as frightened as he does now. He clearly wants to save his life, but there is no sound from his throat. He knew that as long as he left this restaurant, he would miss the best chance to ask for help.

"Sir, a total of 1,680 yuan, thank you for your patronage."

Qi Yan swiped the card and smiled and gave the cashier a tip.

"Thank you, and welcome to visit our store next time." The cashier smiled happily, and by the way, the three people behind Qi Yan also smiled.

A waiter opened the door for them. At the moment when Yang Heshu was taken away from the hotel, countless ways of death appeared in his mind, and after he died, no one would find out. The more I thought about it, the more I was afraid, Yang Heshu already regretted taking this order.

"Bang!" Yang Heshu closed his eyes desperately after the car door closed.

It's over, he's over, the only word in Yang Heshu's head is circulating.

"It's quiet in the car, now you can have a good chat with me," Qi Yan squeezed his chin with one hand and turned his head to look at the pale-faced Yang Heshu, "I am very interested in your motives."

"You..." Yang Heshu realized that he could make a sound again, the panic on his face continued to increase, "Who are you?"

Obviously when he took the order, the information stated that Qi Yan was an outcast, and was later adopted by a Taoist priest in Taoist School. The classmate who had the best relationship with him in elementary school was Yang Heshu. In order not to reveal anything, he also deliberately checked Yang Heshu and confirmed that this person was working in a certain place. He had never contacted Qi Yan in these years before approaching Qi Yan as Yang Heshu.

But why does Qi Yan say that Yang Heshu is dead? If Yang Heshu is dead, what happened to the Yang Heshu he found?

"Young man, don't be so impulsive. It's great to sit quietly and talk." Huang He sitting next to Yang Heshu grabbed his hand to prevent Yang Heshu from hurting Qi Yan.

Yang Heshu always felt that these two bodyguards were a bit familiar. Now that he was detained by the Yellow River, he remembered that these two were the bodyguards who often followed Cen Wuye. Because they were very trusted by Cen Wuye, there were people who took them from behind. Nicknamed "Gold Medal Guard".

Now these two people are guarding Qi Yan wholeheartedly. It seems that the relationship between Cen Wuye and Qi Yan is even closer than the rumors.

"What do you want to know?" Yang Heshu knows that things have reached this point. He honestly confessed that he might still have a life left. If he refuses to cooperate, Qi Yan may actually kill him and have the Cen family backstage. Anyone will hold this matter.

"The first question, why are you approaching me?"

"The employer wants me to have a good relationship with you, and then take the opportunity to inquire about Cen Wuye."

Qi Yan didn't expect this to be directed at Cen Baihe, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You want to deal with Baihe?"

Yang Heshu was stunned for a moment, only to remember that the Baihe in Qi Yan's mouth was Wu Ye Cen. He turned his head and looked at the Yellow River: "Big Brother, can you lighten your hands?"

Huang He sternly said: "This question will not be considered until you have answered Master Qi's words."

Yang Heshu secretly cried out. He really climbed the wall and had a fall. He should have thought about how a person who can be valued by Cen Wuye could be a idiot, unless Cen Wuye's bones are surprised and his brains are strange.

He was confused by Qi Yan's appearance and looked down on him.

Don't underestimate your opponent at any time, this time Qi Yan really taught him a vivid lesson.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and answer Master Qi's question." Seeing that Yang Heshu was in a daze, Huang He increased the strength in his hand.

Yang Heshu was so painful that he almost burst into two tears: "It's for a piece of land! Someone wants to let me get close to you, and then take the opportunity to become Cen Wuye's friend and hear the contents of the tender."

Qi Yan looked at Yang Heshu sympathetically: "Are you talking about the land in Dongcheng?"

"Do you know this too?" Yang Heshu looked at Qi Yan in surprise.

"It's a land of feng shui. No matter what you do, it will be prosperous. Of course I know, otherwise the emperor won't have so many big bosses to compete," Qi Yan shook his head, "but you don't know, I already rely on the back door to help. Baihe reserved this land."

"It's impossible!" Yang Heshu felt that even if Qi Yan removed his disguise, his bragging nature was still there. "Even Cen Baihe can't take this piece of land with the background of the Cen family. Why can you help him?"

"Probably because I am handsome," Qi Yan said slowly, "So as long as I speak, the person above agrees to give priority to Baihe's company."

Yang Heshu wanted to curse shamelessly, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and he swallowed the blood in his heart.

"Come on, let me ask you one last question, who is your employer?"

"Yuan Hengyu."

"Who is Yuan Hengyu?" Qi Yan turned to look at the Yellow River, without any impression of this person in his mind.

"He is Yuan Chong'an's nephew and the boss of Tai'an Real Estate Company."

"Oh... No impression," Qi Yan shook his head neatly. "The elevator in the mall under the name of Baihe Company failed last time. I am afraid it is also related to this person."

"I didn't expect that Yuan Chong'an would have such a nephew," Qi Yan said disgustedly, "It is really the same rice to raise a hundred kinds of people, this Yuan Hengyu's method is really not on the stage. And the IQ is not very good, he wants people. If you are close to Cen Baihe, you should start from his side. What's the use of leaning toward me?"

It's much more useful to get close to you, at least it will make Wu Shao take a look.

Huang He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it: "If his mind is okay, how dare he calculate the five young masters."

"That's true." Qi Yan agrees with Huang He's words. He has to think about it before he can calculate a very expensive person with purple energy. What's the difference between this and the hanging of an old birthday star?

Yang Heshu: It turns out that Cen Wuye's bodyguard is also so shameless.

"Since the matter has been clarified, let him go where he should go." Qi Yan looked at Yang Heshu with a compassionate look, "You said that you are not doing anything good, so you want to be a liar. No matter how bad you are, you should go. Be an actor."

Yang He Shuxin is ashamed. If there is another life, he will definitely stay away from these evil people and never die again. Don't be like this, the money is not earned, but the life is about to be lost.

After half an hour, Yang and Shushu sat in the car dumbly, looking at the police badge on the door of a certain institution and the eight characters "confess to be lenient and resist strict" with a dazed expression.

Didn't it mean that he was brought to Cen Wuye to be tortured or tortured directly?

Why does the car stop in front of the police station?

"Aren't you going to kill me?" He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't help but ask.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Yan glanced at Yang Heshu disgustingly, "The Dajin Dynasty has been perished for hundreds of years, and it is now a legal society. No one has taught you since you were young. Do you have anything to do with the police uncle?"

Yang Heshu: What is going on with this feeling like a dog?

But no matter what, he should thank Qi Yan for being a good and law-abiding citizen for saving his life.

"What are you talking about?" Yuan Hengyu nearly smashed his cell phone after receiving the news that Yang Heshu was under the control of the police. "How could he be arrested?"

"Commercial fraud..." Yuan Hengyu sat down on the sofa with a pale face.

Yang Heshu is controlled by the police, which means that his plans are about to be exposed. If the Cen family knows that he is doing these little actions behind his back...

Yuan Hengyu shuddered and took a few deep breaths before reluctantly making his hands tremble less. What should I do now? After Cen Baihe knows about this, he will definitely not let him go. Their company can't keep it...

"No, I can't end up like that!" Yuan Hengyu got up, changed his clothes, and hurried out the door.

Others can't save him, but the relationship between the uncle and the Cen family is pretty good, as long as he speaks, Cen Baihe will definitely not be cruel to him.

Yuan Cheng's complexion was a little unattractive in the Yuan family mansion, he asked Yuan Chong'an incomprehensibly: "Grandpa, Qi Yan's complexion looks a bit bad. Can't you wait for the relocation of the Yin house or change to a master?"

"Xiaocheng, your heart is too soft, and you can't hold your breath," Yuan Chong'an said while looking at the book in his hand, without raising his head, "not to mention that I didn't plan to let Master Qi follow us to see the Yin House immediately."

"That's because you are worried that his body has not fully recovered, which will affect his strength." Yuan Cheng likes art and is also a sentimental person, so he has a kind of cherishment for Qi Yan who looks very clean." If there is such a thing in the future, don't call me, I don't want to make it difficult for others."

"Xiaocheng!" Yuan Cheng's parents glared at Yuan Cheng, wishing to cover his mouth.

Dad's knees are not the only grandchildren, Xiaocheng and Xiaopeng. Xiaocheng's attitude will only make his father dissatisfied with him and will not get any benefits.

Yuan Cheng closed his mouth with an ugly expression, but didn't want to say more.

But Yuan Chongan smiled and said, "Don't talk about Xiaocheng. Although his character is not suitable for business, he may be able to become an excellent artist."

Yuan Cheng's parents laughed a little ugly. They didn't want Yuan Cheng to be any artist at all. They wanted their two children to inherit more family possessions.

"Grandpa," Yuan Peng opened the door and came in. Seeing that his younger brother's complexion was not very good, he hesitated and said, "Cousin is here."

"Which cousin?"

"Uncle Hengyu."

"He?" Yuan Chong'an frowned, "Okay, I'll go down and take a look."

After Yuan Chongan left, Yuan Peng walked to Yuan Cheng's side: "What's wrong with you?"

Yuan Cheng shook his head: "It's okay."

"Don't think too much," Yuan Peng knew his younger brother's character, and patted him on the shoulder, "there is a guest at home, you will go down with me."

Yuan Cheng silently followed Yuan Peng, but he was still a little flustered.

"Master Qi, we just sent people to the police station like this. Are we too kind to him?" Huang He felt that he didn't punch the fraudster a few times, which is really a shame.

"We are all civilized people, of course we have to use civilized means to do things," Qi Yan said with a smile, "not to mention that things will only be more lively if people are sent to the police station."

"What do you mean..." Huang He found that even though Master Qi has a simple and harmless face, he has a lot of heart and eyes.

"Bohe is a victim, we don't have to be interested," Qi Yan's smile on his face was even brighter, "Just watch the excitement."

"Watching more dramas when life is boring will help you sleep."

As the car drove into the gate of Cen's house, Qi Yan saw Cen Baihe standing on the steps through the car window, with a smile on his face.

If you want to use him to calculate his friends, he will surely make him cry and go home to find his father!