"Don't run!"

"Catch him!"

Lin Peng ran in a panic. He saw a big potted plant in front of him. He took the opportunity to squeeze in. At this time, a patrol police car passed by. The little gangsters with steel rods were found and taken away.

He sat on the ground exhausted and waited for the crisis to pass before he now had a cramp in his leg and stomach. No matter how dirty the ground was, he fell to the ground, looked at the light above his head, and remembered that the bastards who had chased him would be locked up by the police station all night. He covered his face and laughed happily.

"Zhi." the shop door behind him opened, and a baby faced man stood in front of him and looked at him condescending.

"Hey, don't lie in front of my shop so late."

He stood up with his hands on the ground and snorted, "lying here so late doesn't affect your business."

"But it affects the beauty of my shop," the baby face locked the shop door and turned to look at him. "Didn't you eat?"

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Peng glared at the baby's face fiercely. He didn't want people to know his embarrassment.

He always has a way to find money. He always has a way.

"Let's go. There's a noodle soup restaurant nearby. Business is very good," said the baby face, smiling at him. "Do you dare to go with me?"

"How dare I?" Lin Peng was so excited by him, patted the dust on his body, and followed the baby's face, "you lead the way."

After walking for a while, babyface didn't ask him why he was so embarrassed. Lin Peng put his hand in his trouser pocket and stared at the young man in front like a wolf.

"That's it," Qi Yan pointed to a small noodle shop by the road. He took a look at the doll's face. The noodle shop was very humble, but it was clean. After entering the door with baby face, he found that the shop was opened by a couple of about 50 years old. His wife's left arm looked unnatural, but her face was very ruddy and her smile was very warm.

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Cen didn't come with you today?" his wife asked them to sit down. "You're still chicken soup and mushroom noodles. What do your friends like to eat?"

"Like me, give him a big bowl."

"OK."

"I want to eat braised beef..."

"Haven't you heard that the guest will follow the Lord?" doll face got up, took two pairs of chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet and stuffed one into Lin Peng's hand. "The blood on the wound on his face hasn't dried yet. What's spicy to eat?"

Lin Peng immediately stopped. When he was on the table, he didn't look at the baby face and buried himself in eating.

When they finished eating noodles, Lin Peng said goodbye to Dolly face, but he secretly followed dolly face back to his store. When he saw that Dolly face drove out of a luxury car, he scolded himself.

He was so rich that he only invited him to eat a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

But this bowl of noodles is really delicious. Now he is warm. He pulled his gray down jacket and put his hands in his pocket. He found two more pieces of paper in his pocket. When he took it out, it turned out to be two hundred yuan bills.

He was stunned. Was this the baby face given to him just now?

Lin Peng didn't know how long he had been standing. When he found two suspicious looking young people standing in the baby face shop, he walked over.

When Qi Yan took a bus with Cen Baihe to the studio in the morning, he found a circle of people around the door of his shop and the police in uniform. What happened?

"I'll go and have a look with you," said Cen Baihe. He got out of the car with him, looked at the ambulances and police cars parked outside the store, and vaguely felt that something might have happened here last night.

"Excuse me, I'm the owner of this shop. What's the matter?" Qi Yan finally pushed away the busy melon eaters with the help of Cen Baihe and came to the door of his shop. His expression changed when he saw the blood at the door of the shop.

Was it the boy last night?

Last night, the boy had a bloody face. He secretly stuffed 200 yuan into his pocket. Why did something happen?

"Mr. Qi," the police know Qi Yan. People from above came to say hello a long time ago. Mr. Qi's identity is not ordinary, so they should pay more attention to his safety. However, the store has been open for more than a year. Although it has been fishing for three days and drying its nets for two days, its business is relatively cold. There are no other problems.

I didn't know that enthusiastic citizens reported a case this morning. A young man was seriously injured and fell at the door of the store. As police, they had to act according to the rules.

"The injured man's name is Lin Peng. He is only 18 years old this year. His uncle is in the guardian column, but we can't contact him by phone. The child should be left unattended now," the police sighed. "But he has reached the age of 18 and can't force his guardian to take care of him again."

"I installed monitoring in my store to help the police solve the case," Qi Yan opened the shop door and then transferred the monitoring.

Monitoring shows that two people tried to pry Qi Yan's store door, but Lin Peng found them. I don't know what the three said. Lin Peng handed the money in his pocket to the two opposite. I didn't know that after the two took the money, they didn't stop, so there was a dispute between the two sides. Finally, Lin Peng was stabbed by the other party, and the other party was scared to run away.

The monitoring at the gate of Qiyan shop is very hidden, so most people don't know that he has monitoring here. Presumably, the two thieves who hurt people with knives don't know. Their looks have been recorded by the monitoring.

Lin Peng hates the hospital, but now he has been stabbed in the abdomen and will lie in the hospital for a long time. When he pretended to be asleep, he heard the nurse and the police discussing his medical expenses. The final result was that the hospital and the police station helped him bear half of the down payment. The medical expenses for later treatment should be reported to the superior in order to have an appropriate solution.

He couldn't help but be afraid. If he didn't have money to continue treatment, the hospital would ignore him.

When he was a child, one of his classmates died of wound infection. He... Didn't want to die.

"Oh, are you awake?"

Just then, the baby came in with a smile on her face. He paid for his medicine and arranged for someone to take care of him.

He lived in the hospital for nearly a month. When he was discharged from the hospital, Qi Yan's baby face drove to pick him up, "let's go. I'll find you a place to live."

"Are you short of people in your shop?" Lin Peng sat in this luxury car that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet. "I'll work for you. Just wrap up your food and live." he wanted to return the medical expenses to him and stop the two thieves. He volunteered, which had nothing to do with Qi Yan.

"OK," Qi Yan said, "you'll work with Xiao Yang in the future. Let him teach you what you don't understand."

Then he met little Yang with yellow hair. Little Yang is very diligent and does everything by wiping the table and mopping the floor, but this little Yang with chores drives millions of luxury cars. Since then, he felt that the shop was abnormal. He had never seen a handyman so rich.

After staying in the store for a week, he received three guests when he saw Qi Yan. Other people's business is not good. The boss must be very attentive to the guests. Their store is very special. The three guests say master Qi as soon as they see Qi Yan. Their attitude is so enthusiastic that they can't look at it.

Ten days later, after Qi Yan received the fifth guest, Lin Peng finally couldn't help asking brother Yang: "what does Qi Yan do, and he's not afraid of bankruptcy in doing business?"

"What do you know, little boy?" brother Yang stared at him. "Remember to call master Qi next time. Did you call Qi Yan?"

Look, there's really something wrong with this store. Even the employees are so crazy.

Until one day, Lin Peng found that Qi Yan was doing fortune telling to see feng shui. After that, his face changed. He was not afraid to be reported and arrested for opening such a large shop in this street?

Soon after, his worry finally came true. Two men and a woman in ordinary clothes came to the door and said they wanted to see the boss. Brother Yang received them.

Before brother Yang brought people in, Qi Yan came out from the inside. The first sentence when he saw them was: "are they journalists?"

Lin Peng looked at these two people strangely. They were ordinary in appearance and temperament. Where did they look like reporters?

"Boss, what do you mean by this?" it was the woman who spoke. Her voice was very nice and soft, which made people feel good.

"Nothing, please sit down." Qi Yan invited them to sit down at the table outside without letting them into the room inside. "I don't know what's the matter with you?"

"We heard that your fortune teller is very clever, so we want you to help us calculate. Is it appropriate for us to get married?"

"Are you looking for me to be happy?" Qi Yan looked at them and poured them tea. "Sir, you are married and should have a daughter under your knee who is less than three years old. Madam, you don't like men, how can you marry men?"

Not only was Lin Peng shocked, but even the man and woman changed their faces.

Isn't he a liar? Is he really a master?

"Is the little girl in MR's family having a bad stomach recently?" Qi Yan looked at the man unfathomably. "Children are easy to accumulate food. Be more careful."

The man who had planned to secretly expose the master's scam had almost jumped up. How did the man know so clearly, "master, when can my child get better?"

"It's no big deal. When children grow up, their resistance will be stronger. Sir, don't be too nervous," Qi Yan put down his tea cup. "You two still don't take candid photos anymore. Anyway, even if you take them, you can't take them out and play them."

"Do you really... Know fortune telling?" the woman still wondered, "can you calculate my family?"

Qi Yan put his hand in front of her.

"Two journalist friends, fortune telling costs money."