Chapter 39

In front of his friends, Qi Yan was serious for less than three minutes. He was handsome for only three seconds. He looked lazy and could hardly see the slightest master.

Seeing his soft appearance, cen Baihe couldn't help laughing and asked, "didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I didn't sleep last night," Qi Yan stretched his legs. "Your car has a lot of space. It's really comfortable to sit."

"Would you like some iced coffee?" Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan. "Drinking some coffee may make you feel better."

Qi Yan shook his head, pointed to his stomach and said, "I keep it for dinner."

Seeing him like this, cen Baihe couldn't help laughing, nodded and said, "OK, we'll be there soon." when the driver in front heard the boss say so, he began to speed up and looked at his colleagues sitting in the co driver's seat. However, his colleagues just looked down at their palms and didn't move, just like a sculpture.

The manager of qianweiju never thought that in a short period of time, CEN Wuye would come to them for dinner for the second time. He was almost happy. However, after seeing the people walking with Mr. Cen, he vaguely guessed the truth. I'm afraid it's not Mr. Cen who likes their food here, but the handsome young man.

Led them into the private room. After the manager determined that they didn't need his service, he withdrew from the private room with a smile. Unexpectedly, he was stopped when he went out.

"Manager Huang, I'm going to invite a very important guest today. Can you arrange the best private room for me?"

"President yuan, unfortunately, a distinguished guest just used the private room," manager Huang recognized that this is the boss of the yuan family. Such a big man can't be offended easily, so he was very polite. "Why don't I arrange you to mantangfang?"

Yuan Peng frowned and looked a little unhappy. "Can you go and discuss with the people in the private room and say that Yuan Peng owes him a favor."

"This..." manager Huang secretly complained. If there were someone else in the private room, he was willing to ask Yuan Peng, but now it was Cen Wuye, the evil god, who dared to open this mouth.

Seeing manager Huang's hesitation, Yuan Peng frowned more tightly. It seemed that he would make people hesitate in his capacity. He was about to say something when a beautiful young woman came over with a decent smile on her face.

"Hello, Miss Ruan." manager Huang finally understands why Yuan Peng wants the best private room. This is to pursue beauty. Miss Ruan is a real Bai Fumei. She is beautiful. She was born in a rich family and graduated from a famous school. There are countless men who pursue her. It's a pity that no one has won the beauty's heart.

Manager Huang has even heard of some gossip. It is said that Miss Ruan secretly promised to Mr. Cen, but it is a pity that the falling flowers are ruthless. Mr. Cen has never shown enthusiasm for any woman.

Ruan Youyi nodded modestly to manager Huang, then looked at Yuan Peng and said, "what's the matter?"

"It's all right," Yuan Peng smiled gently at Ruan Youyi and said to manager Huang, "manager Huang, please lead the way."

Manager Huang pretended not to see Yuan Peng's unhappiness and led them to man Tingfang. As soon as he opened man Tingfang's door, he saw the waiter in Yulong court in front of him coming out with a good menu in his hand.

"I said why manager Huang didn't take us to Yulong court today. There was someone inside," Ruan Youyi chuckled. "I don't know who's in here?"

The people of qianweiju are very good at doing things. They know they are coming to dinner and arrange them to go to man Tingfang instead of Yulong court. It can be seen that the identity of the people inside is higher than them. But how many people are superior to them in this boundary?

At this moment, Ruan Youyi's mind flashed a figure of someone, but he felt that he was a magic barrier. That person had always been fastidious and almost never dined outside. How could he come here?

"Sorry, Miss Ruan, this is the guest's privacy..." manager Huang smiled apologetically and secretly complained. If the people on both sides met, the scene would be lively.

Ruan Youyi nodded when she heard the speech. Without asking any more questions, she turned and entered the private room with Yuan Peng.

"I think I can still eat ten kilograms of this delicious food." Qi Yan took off his gloves, ignored the high shrimp shells piled on his plate, and took the warm brocade handkerchief handed over by the waiter to wipe his mouth.

CEN Baihe ate one pot of spicy crayfish, and Qi Yan ate all the rest. Unfortunately, he still had some unfinished ideas, "unfortunately, your intestines and stomach are too weak to eat more."

If only they had a few brothers in their bedroom, they would have been angry with him for beating. However, cen Baihe is obviously more calm and tolerant than his roommates, "just like you like to eat."

In fact, for Cen Baihe, watching Qi Yan eat is a kind of enjoyment. He has never seen anyone who mixes great appetite with elegance without contradiction. Qian Qian's table manners are very good. It can be seen that his master is very strict with him in this regard. He just doesn't know what he has experienced in the process of growing up and has such a large appetite.

"First drink something light and press your stomach." I'm worried that his stomach will be unbearable after eating so many spicy crayfish. Cen Baihe scooped him a bowl of crab roe soup. "You don't grow meat after eating so much. Where do you usually eat?"

Qi Yan shook his head: "my master said that maybe my nutrition was too poor at birth, which led me to eat no more meat."

Knowing that Qi Yan was adopted by his master, when he heard this, cen Baihe felt as if he had been pulled by something, which was kind of indescribable sour.

"But I think the old man must be talking nonsense," Qi Yan took the crab roe soup in Cen Baihe's hand. "If it's really malnutrition, what should I take? None of my primary school and junior high school classmates is longer than me."

CEN Baihe suddenly laughed: "I thought you didn't go to school when you were a child, but learned your skills with your master."

"I think the world seems to have some misunderstandings about our industry," Qi Yan sighed. "It's not easy to do any industry. If we don't read more books, how can we compete with others. When I was a child, the old man told me that my face really doesn't meet the industry standards. If we can't be a feng shui master, we can study hard and find a job to avoid starvation."

CEN Baihe couldn't help thinking that Qian Qian must have a good master, because Qian Qian's face was full of tenderness when he mentioned his master.

"Maybe your team is too mysterious for ordinary people, so everyone thinks so," Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan with deep eyes, full of tenderness, "after understanding, we will know how good people are."

Qi Yan smiled. He reached out and patted Cen Baihe on the shoulder. "You are so talkative, good-looking and have status. Will the people who like you have gone around the imperial capital?"

CEN Baihe shook his head: "No." in his memory, there were few other strange women around him, and he never paid attention to them.

"Liars have long noses," Qi Yan shook his shoulder. "Really not?"

CEN Baihe shook his head honestly, "I didn't lie to you."

In the face of Cen Baihe's serious explanation, Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder: "well, I believe you."

"When you were at school, did anyone show you a favor?" Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan and blurted out this sentence. After the words, he felt a little surprised. When would he tell people this meaningless topic?

"Yes," Qi Yan frowned. "My roommate said yes, but I didn't see it myself."

"Don't follow others. Believe your eyes are right." Cen Baihe turned to the waiter and said, "ten more spicy crayfish."

The waiter was a little overwhelmed. She couldn't believe it. The fifth master of the cen family invited his friends to qianweiju for dinner. The main food was spicy crayfish. Who believed it?

Shouldn't the normal rhythm be all kinds of rare rare ingredients, or just special dishes for internal supply? Why is it spicy crayfish?!

In addition, Mr. Qi is also a wonderful man. He can make friends with Mr. Cen. As a result, his hobby is numbness. Doesn't he think that eating numbness will easily affect his temperament and image?

Qi Yan had a pleasant meal. When he went out, manager Huang, who was waiting for him, showed a bright smile when he saw him. No one in the whole imperial capital knows that Cen fifth master seldom eats out, but their qianweiju can let each other visit twice in a short time. What does this mean? That means they are cattle!

He has seen countless celebrities fighting for a membership card.

"Thank you for your patronage and welcome to come back next time." manager Huang made a standard 90 degree bow and Qi Yan couldn't help but return a gift.

Manager Huang looks old enough to be his father. He doesn't want to receive such a big gift.

Manager Huang is used to these respectful actions. Now he suddenly sees someone saluting him back. He is deeply moved. Working hard in this society, who is willing to really bow down to others, or even be called by those rich people as servants, just to live and support their families, they have to bury their heads, bend their backs and compromise with life.

"Hiss." suddenly a laugh came out, as if laughing at Qi Yan's return to the service staff because he hadn't seen the market.

Manager Huang looked up and saw a gorgeous woman with a famous brand bag standing at the corner, with a smile on her exquisite makeup. He frowned. This seems to be a female artist who came with boss Wang. Why did she come here?

Qi Yan glanced at the obviously drunk woman, didn't care about her sneer, turned his head to Cen Baihe and said, "let's go."

Some people look down on the people who serve him from their bones, so when they find that there is a "traitor" in their group, they will subconsciously kick the "traitor" out of their circle and think that this person is a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

There are two kinds of such people. One is pride in nature, which is full of pride and prejudice; Another kind of people are born in poverty, but when they develop, they can't wait to step on the dignity of others to prove their success and superiority.

So Qi Yancai appreciated Cen Baihe more. His tolerance and politeness seemed to be hidden in his bones, and his every move was elegant. In his opinion, this is the real successful person or the real aristocrat.

"I asked someone to make you a roast duck," Cen Baihe didn't look at the woman around the corner. "Remember to take it when you go out."

"I forgot if you didn't say it. The roast duck in their family is also very delicious," Qi Yan's eyes immediately smiled like a curved moon, "man, you're still sweet."

CEN Baihe laughed at the speech, and his mood was also infected by Qi Yan's pleasure.

Lu Xuan was embarrassed when she saw that she had been ignored. Since she broke up with Sun Xiang some time ago, her career has not been very good. Recently, she managed to get online with a producer. She also went to qianweiju, which is rich and may not be able to enter. She is a little proud in her heart.

Since she lost her power, the so-called friends in the circle have been indifferent to her. She has been holding a breath in her heart. Now she can ignore her when she sees a steamed stuffed bun. She doesn't even want to look at her more. She feels wronged and angry. Fortunately, the only reason left tells her that this is qianweiju. There are countless people with status. She can't get angry and affect her image.

At this time, man Tingfang's door, she saw the yuan family come out, and her eyes lit up. That's the yuan family. Countless people in the imperial capital want to hold the yuan family with no way to hold their thighs. If she

However, when the people behind Yuan Peng came out, Lu Xuan immediately took all her thoughts back, but squeezed the limited brand bag in her hand and shrank back.

For many female artists in the entertainment industry, Ruan Youyi is the object of their envy. She has the advantages that many people dare not think of all their life. It seems that she should be born to stand high, let countless people look up and chase. Even the entertainment media said that the so-called beautiful artists in the circle were like servant girls in front of Miss Ruan's family.

"Cen fifth master..." Ruan Youyi could hardly believe her eyes when she saw Cen Baihe. She was stunned for a moment before she remembered to say hello to each other. "I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."

"Hello." Cen Baihe glanced at her without any emotion.

Ruan Youyi pursed her lips: "haven't seen you for a long time. Are you all right?"

Qi Yan looked at the beautiful woman opposite his eyes and at Cen Baihe with expressionless eyes. He probably understood why Cen Baihe said no one liked him? Because even if people are interested in him, he can't see it. It's just a waste of effort to wink at the blind.

"Not bad, thanks for your concern." Cen Baihe nodded politely and turned to look at the man beside Ruan Youyi.

"Cen fifth master." Yuan Peng smiled very politely at him, completely missing the displeasure that he wanted to change the private room just now. He was vaguely glad that he didn't insist on changing the private room just now. If he had known that the person in Yulong court was Cen Baihe, he wouldn't even mention this remark, "I don't know who this is?"

"This is my good friend Qi Yan."

Yuan Peng was shocked and looked at Qi Yan as if he were looking at a miracle. There are many people in the circle who claim to be friends of Mr. Cen, but none of them are called friends by Mr. Cen. Now there is one.

He looked at the young man named Qi Yan carefully. He was very pleasant. Curly pengpeng's hair looked a little naive and cute. Standing with Cen Wuye, this small appearance is a sharp contrast between the indifferent emperor and the naive little white meow. It looks too strange.

Although he thought so, Yuan Peng still burst into a warm smile: "Hello, Mr. Qi, my name is Yuan Peng. Just call me Dapeng."

"Hello, Mr. Yuan." Qi Yan shook hands with Yuan Peng and found that Mr. Yuan was too enthusiastic for him to resist.

Ruan Youyi looked at the young man shaking hands with Yuan Peng. The workmanship of his shoes was very ordinary, and his clothes and trousers didn't look like those produced by famous experts. Who was Qi Yan that could make Cen Baihe treat him differently?

Qi Yan saw that Cen Baihe didn't introduce Yuan Peng's female companion and couldn't say anything to each other, so he smiled at each other.

Ruan Youyi, who was peeking at Qi Yan, was stunned when she saw the smile and gave it back to each other at random. I thought, maybe it's because this person smiles very cute?

Even if Lu Xuan was stupid, he could see what was going on. It turned out that this local steamed stuffed bun was a powerful man. Even the eldest young master of the yuan family took the initiative to shake hands with him. The man around Tu baozi is more powerful, but he doesn't know his identity.

Lu Xuan regretted that she had laughed at her just now. She wanted to cover her face and let these people forget that she had been here.

However, just as she turned to leave, the investor who brought her to qianweiju came over. When passing by her, the investor didn't even look at her and went directly to yuan Dashao and his party.

"Cen Wuye and Yuan Shao are lucky to meet two here." the investor smiled warmly and his eyes were almost shining.

Qi Yan looked at the bowing man and frowned slightly. This man's face is really too bad. Treachery, adultery and greed are complete.

CEN Baihe noticed the change of his expression, so he turned to Yuan Peng and said, "talk again next time, bye."

"Mr. Cen, please wait." Liu Shun saw that Cen Baihe was going to leave and ran to catch up, "Mr. Cen, I've always wanted to see you. It's a pity that you happen to be busy. I finally saw you today. I hope you can give Liu a thin noodles..."

"Sorry," Cen Baihe looked at Liu Shun with an expressionless face and motioned him to let him go, "I'm in a hurry."