Chapter 164

After eight years in Beijing again, Wang Li walked out of the airport in a beautiful and fashionable dress. Her hair was also specially taken care of. She was afraid that she would be impolite when she saw her benefactor.

Eight years ago, she was hopeless and only wanted to die. If the young master hadn't lent her 3000 yuan and said that her parents were waiting for her, she might have really jumped down from the abandoned building and ended her hopeless life.

At that time, she really felt that the whole world had no hope and could not live. Now looking back, she only felt that she was poor and ridiculous at that time. She almost abandoned her parents and abandoned her hope for a man.

She called a taxi and told the driver her address.

"This studio is really famous. I've carried several guests to this studio," the driver uncle is very talkative. "Some little girls say there are handsome men in it, so they want to see. Some believe in destiny and have to go to this expert to calculate. This expert is really so powerful that so many people cry and beg him to calculate?"

Wang Li smiled: "yes, this master is very powerful."

"Hey," the driver was interested, "have you checked with him?"

He had seen the boss of the studio. He had a baby face, curly hair, a smile and dimples. He looked like a fortune teller at the age of twenty-five or six.

"Yes, I asked him eight years ago." Wang Li looked at the white sunshine outside the window and felt brighter than these sunshine. "If it weren't for this master, I'm afraid I can't be here now."

"Then you may have a chance to see someone today," sighed the driver, skillfully steering the car through the traffic. "It is said that there are many dignitaries looking for this master, but this man has a strange temperament. He says that he has no fate with this man, that is, he has no fate. No matter how much money others take, he doesn't count. In this regard, this master really looks like an expert."

"The master is an expert, or an expert with a good heart." Wang Li was in a good mood. Coupled with the driver's uncle's very kind face, she mentioned what happened eight years ago. After talking, she said calmly, "for me, he is the expert I met in my life."

The driver's uncle walked through the streets and heard a lot of stories, but there were not many like this. He was silent for a long time: "sister paper, you have met a kind person."

"Yes." Wang Li nodded. Without the master, how could she be today?

The driver's uncle couldn't help thinking that when he didn't drive one day, let the master calculate it. I don't know if he has fate with the master.

"Here comes the Chinese culture research studio." the driver's uncle looked at the price list, with a total price of 128. "Big sister, it's fate to meet. I'll take you 100 yuan. I wish you good luck, peace and happiness in the future."

"How can this be," Wang Li took out 130 from her bag. "It's not easy for you to make money. How can you..."

"Sister, don't you look down on people? Say 100 is 100." the taxi driver smoked 100 yuan, closed the door and left. Wang Li didn't even have time to react.

Wang Li was stunned for a few seconds before she went to the studio that looked very simple in decoration style.

As soon as she reached the door, a young man in a suit opened the door for her: "madam, welcome."

"Thank you," said Wang Li, looking at the luxurious decoration inside. "Excuse me... Is the master there?"

"Master?" Lin Peng looked at the woman in front of her. She was about 35 years old, had her hair carefully taken care of, and the price of her skirt was about four figures or more. She should not be a person from a rich family, but she should be a kind of person with a rich family and a carefree life. I don't know what she wanted. "You mean master Qi?"

"I don't know his last name. I'm here to pay back the money." Wang Li pursed her lips with some embarrassment. "I don't know if the master has time to see me now?"

"Please sit down for a while. Master Qi is helping people solve the problem." Lin Peng poured a cup of tea in front of Wang Li. "Black tea, are you used to it?"

"Thank you." Wang Li looked at the cup of tea in front of her and remembered the way the master invited her to have snacks eight years ago. She couldn't help but say, "are you the master's Apprentice?"

"No, I am his assistant," Lin Peng shook his head. "Master Qi said that he is not old enough to accept disciples, and my life is too good to be his apprentice."

"Is life good?" Wang Li took a sip of tea. "People with good life live happily."

Lin Peng thought of his childhood life. In fact, he felt that such a time had nothing to do with good life, and he didn't know how low Qi Yan's so-called good life standard was. He didn't tell Wang Li about this idea, but smiled and shook his head.

Wang Li sat outside for half an hour and looked suspiciously at the door: "isn't there anyone else coming at the moment?"

"They won't come," Lin Peng pointed to the door. "We won't receive foreign guests today. No one will break the rules."

Hearing this, Wang Li had a fever on her cheek: "sorry, I..."

"You're different from these people. You're not here to tell fortune," Lin Peng filled Wang Li's cup with tea, "so you don't have to count it."

As they were talking, the door of Qi Yan's office opened, and out came a woman with a trance look. Tears were still hanging on her face, but her eyes brightened little by little.

"Master Qi, thank you." the woman bowed solemnly to Qi Yan before turning away. She walked so fast that she seemed anxious to find something.

"Master, master," Wang Li looked at Qi Yan nervously, "do you, do you remember me?"

"Are you?" Qi Yan looked at the ruddy woman in front of him and didn't remember when he had seen her.

"Eight years ago, you lent me 3000 yuan. Do you remember?" Wang Li looked a little excited. In order to find the master, she specially spent tens of thousands of yuan to find a private detective and handed him the photos she secretly took that year before she found the studio opened by the master.

She didn't dare to offend the master, so in addition to wanting to know where he was, no one dared to ask his name easily. Only by visiting in person can she show her sincerity.

"Three thousand yuan..." Qi Yan thought for a long time before he remembered that he had just met Bai He that year. In September, he showed a picture to a thin and haggard woman. When he saw that woman had the intention to commit suicide, he advised her a few words, as if he had borrowed money to her. As for how much he borrowed, he couldn't think clearly.

I didn't expect that after so many years, this man found it back, but he was much richer and his skin was much whiter than at that time. He didn't recognize it at all.

"It's you," Qi Yan smiled. "Look at you, you seem to have had a good time these years."

"Well," Wang Li smiled with satisfaction on her face, "when I got home, I found a job and later opened a shop. Now the business is getting bigger and bigger. It has been made into a supermarket. The business is OK, and my parents are in good health."

"That's good," Qi Yan smiled. "It seems that I didn't borrow my money in vain."

"Without you in those days, there would be no me today," said Wang Li. "When I was stupid, I just wanted to kill myself to revenge a man who no longer loved me. In fact, what can I get from my death? He will still be his boss with other women and will be a responsible father in the future. My death... Can't get back at all."

Qi Yan patted Lin Peng: "go and pour me a cup of tea."

Lin Peng poured him a glass of milk: "it's good to drink more milk."

Qi Yan shook his head helplessly: "are you my assistant or Cen Baihe's assistant?"

"President Cen gave me more red envelopes than your salary, so I listened to him." Lin Peng said without hesitation, "you just caught a cold two days ago. Don't want to drink tea or drinks."

"Go, go." Qi Yan took a sip of milk and said to Wang Li, "I'll make you laugh."

"No, I think it's good to see so many people around you care about you," Wang Li smiled, took out an envelope from her bag and put it in front of Qi Yan. "I know this money is nothing to you, but I hope you can take it."

Eight years ago, she was a woman who wanted to commit suicide. He was a young master squatting on the street to tell fortune.

Eight years later, she was over middle-aged and became a supermarket owner. He still looked young, but he became a master that many people dared not offend. Her gift of tens of thousands of yuan is just a drop in the bucket for him, but she can't safely forget his financial support because he is not short of money now.

"OK." Qi Yan didn't open the envelope to see how much money was in it. He put the envelope in his coat pocket and said to Wang Li, "the so-called good fortune will come when the weather is good. Your future life will be very beautiful."

"Thank you," said Wang Li with a calm smile. "The capital has changed a lot, but some places will not change. Master Qi, thank you very much."

"My name is Qi Yan," Qi Yan stretched out his hand, "I wish you happiness for the rest of your life."

"Thank you." Wang Li shook hands with him, "goodbye."

"Goodbye." Qi Yan got up and watched her step by step out of the studio, just like watching a person enter a new life, stand in the sun and live brilliantly.

"Hey, Mr. Cen knows that you will be jealous when you stare at women like this," Lin Peng patted him on the back. "Didn't you promise an editor yesterday to help their company watch Feng Shui?"

"I made an appointment at 3 p.m. and it's still early." Qi Yan took out the envelope and handed it to Lin Peng. "Put this into the general ledger."

"Ah!" Lin Peng opened the envelope and found that in addition to a thick stack of brand-new money, there was also a jade Guanyin.

"Men wear Guanyin and women wear Buddha," Lin Peng couldn't help but say, "how many women have you received Guanyin from you?"

"It doesn't matter how many things there are. What matters is the mind," Qi Yan picked up Yu Guanyin and put it in the palm of his hand.

Wang Li rented a car. She wanted to walk around DIDU.

A new building has been built where she originally lived, and the traces of that year can no longer be found. She came to the company opened by the man in those years. The building was still there, but the name of the company was not qianfei technology, but a green biochemical environmental protection company.

"Hello, could you tell me if the qianfei technology company was opened here?" Wang Li was still a little unwilling. There was a little emotion that she would be unhappy if he had a good life.

"Qianfei technology?" the little girl at the front desk thought for a long time and shook her head. "I haven't heard of such a company. Our company moved here three years ago."

"I know what you said about qianfei company," said an old woman sweeping the floor, "That is to say, what new software was developed, and finally found to be plagiarism and commercial fraud. Their boss was arrested eight years ago. It is said that because of the large amount of fraud, how long was the sentence for ten years? If he performed well in prison, he should be released now."

"There's another thing," said the young girl at the front desk with a smile, "I was still in grade one eight years ago."

Wang Li was a little surprised. Eight years seemed to pass by suddenly, but for the girl at the front desk, it was the difference between a girl and an adult. It was really interesting.

"Thank you, aunt." Wang Li thanked the cleaner's aunt.

"What's the matter," said the cleaner's aunt Shuanglang. "The boss looks like a dog. Who knows what kind of person he is. He really knows people, faces and hearts."

When the cleaner's aunt finished talking and saw that Wang Li had left, she said to the front desk, "do you know who that woman was just now?"

"Who is it?" when the front desk saw that there were gossip to listen to, they all came to the spirit.

"It's the wife of the boss of qianfei technology. I've seen her send dinner to the boss," the cleaner shook his head. "But she was yellow and dry and had bruises. Most of them were beaten by men."

"I beat my wife. I deserve to be caught squatting," said the little girl at the front desk, who hates domestic violence. "Such people are disgusting."

"Isn't it, but she's doing well now," the cleaner said proudly. "I recognized it at a glance. It was a good thing that she could jump out of the fire pit."

When Wang Li got out of the company, she went to play around, climb the Great Wall, see the Forbidden City, visit museums, zoos and aquariums. These are things she couldn't do when she was with Meng Xuan. It's ironic that she was in the imperial capital, but she didn't have fun in the imperial capital.

On the last day, she went to Hongliang temple, which is said to be very effective.

Hongliang Guanli is crowded with people of all kinds. Seeing those black and white people chanting and worshipping the statues, Wang Li can't help but wonder if the gods can understand foreign languages?

Just after passing through an unpleasant eye, he heard that he prayed for success in the Chinese registered residence with poor Chinese language. He could not help laughing, and donated money in the box.

When she left the imperial capital, there was no Hongliang temple. Now it has been built beautifully, but every plant and tree is well protected. Some forest rangers can be seen everywhere, which shows that they attach great importance to the ecological environment here.

She went down the stone steps and met a man in shabby clothes and limping.

The man's hair is messy, his beard is stubble, his face is full of wind and frost, and even his eyes are evasive. He looks very poor. But Wang Li knows him because the man has slept with her for many years.

"Meng Xuan."

Meng Xuan was frightened to look around when he heard someone calling him a debt collector. He was relieved when he found that he was calling himself a beautiful woman. His eyes were not very good. He stared at Wang Li for a long time before he recognized her, but his expression at the moment was even more frightened than that of the debt collector.

"Wang Li..."

"Aren't you dead?" when he saw Wang Li's suicide note in the house, he looked around and didn't find anyone. He was afraid that the police would investigate his responsibility, so he didn't call the police. In prison these years, he often dreamed that Wang Li came to him and claimed his life.

"What are you doing? There are immortals here. Don't mess around." Meng Xuan trembled with fear. "You committed suicide. It has nothing to do with me."

Wang Li looked at the poor man in front of her. There was no sympathy in her heart, but only infinite pleasure: "Meng Xuan, look at your poor appearance now. It really makes me happy."

Meng Xuan stared at Wang Li: "are you... Not dead?"

"The most regretful thing in my life is that I was blind to you," Wang Li breathed out a long breath, as if she had expressed her resentment over the years. "I'm relieved to see that you're not doing well."

Meng Xuan stood stunned and watched Wang Li suddenly appear and leave. The whole person seemed stupid.

In those days, he was so beautiful. He lived in a beautiful house and drove a luxury car. Who didn't smile when he saw him?

The past is like the wind. Wang Li, who dared not even say important words in front of him, has become so fresh, but what about him

Face vicissitudes, body with disability, his life... Is over

"Master Qi, is there really no problem with Feng Shui in our company?" Deng Linlin looked at the company suspiciously. "Then why do the authors of our company always like to delay or not update, which still has something to do with Feng Shui?"

"Miss Deng, please rest assured that your company has no problem with Feng Shui. As for the Procrastination of your company's authors, it has nothing to do with Feng Shui and people," Qi Yan smiled. "By the way, I forgot to congratulate you on your promotion to editor in chief."

"Thank you." Deng Linlin thought of what Qi Yan had just said to her boss, "you just said that it would be good luck for the boss to give employees a raise. Is it true?"

"Of course," Qi Yan said with a bad smile, "employees are in a good mood. Isn't it good luck?"

Deng Linlin quickly grabbed Qi Yan and said mysteriously, "keep your voice down and don't let our boss hear you."

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this.

As they were talking, a middle-aged man came out, shook hands with Qi Yan and said, "Mr. Qi, you're too accurate. I'll give the staff a raise tomorrow."

This master Qi is really amazing. When he first came to them, his company's works sold several major copyrights. He is worthy of being a master.

"You're welcome." Qi Yan said with a solemn smile, "this is the strength of your company, which has nothing to do with me."

Having said that, the boss of the literature company still felt that Qi Yan was responsible for half of this, so he made up his mind to double the reward he gave Qi Yan.

"Money." after Cen Baihe knew that Qi Yan was watching Feng Shui for an online literature company, he decided to drive over to pick him up. As a result, as soon as he got to the door of the company, he saw Qi Yan talking with Deng Linlin and a person he didn't know. He walked up to Qi Yan and smiled at the other two people: "sorry to bother, I'll pick up my lover home."

"Lover?" the middle-aged man suddenly understood and said with a smile, "hello."

"Hello," after they shook hands and introduced themselves, cen Baihe put his coat on Qi Yan.

"Today's weather is so good that it will be very hot to wear." Qi Yan twisted his shoulder and didn't want to wear it.

"Good, don't make trouble," Cen Baihe took his shoulder and said to the middle-aged man and Deng Linlin, "let's go back first."

"Ah..." Deng Linlin was stunned for a moment, and then said, "go slowly."

These two people have been together for seven or eight years. Why are they so sticky? She and her husband have only been married for three years, but they are not intimate. She eats this pot of dog food willingly.

"I think master Qi's man looks familiar," the middle-aged man thought deeply, "where should I have seen it?"

"Vice president, I know where you've seen it," Deng Linlin said calmly. "It's on the Chinese wealth list."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help looking at the car Qi Yan and his man were going to get on. His first thought was that this car is a limited edition. I don't know whether it consumes fuel or not?

"Didn't you say I'd come back by myself? How did you pick it up?" Qi Yan fastened his seat belt and held Cen Baihe's hand.

"You've caught a cold, I'm not at ease." Cen Baihe adjusted the position of the air conditioner to prevent the hot wind from blowing against Qi Yan. "In the evening, I asked the cook to cook your favorite food."

In the last two years, the two of them moved into a villa near the cen family's mansion, lived a world of two, rubbed the food of the chef of the mansion, and lived a very comfortable life.

"I'm thirty years old, and I'm not a child." Qi Yan was helpless and funny. "Can I still keep myself cold?"

"In my heart, you are a three-year-old child," Cen Baihe said. "Well, good."

"Father Baihe, will you take me to have ice cream?" Qi Yan smiled and arched Cen Baihe's chest with his head. "I want to eat blueberry flavor."

"There's no ice cream. Go back and drink it."

"Tianya, the boss with a fortune of 100 billion, even let his husband drink cold and white. Is this a social retrogression or a moral decline?"

"Don't make trouble," Cen Baihe grabbed his hand that made trouble on himself, "I'll pick you up again."

"Father Baihe, you will easily lose this baby."

"Nonsense!" Cen Baihe became serious. "Don't talk like that."

CEN Baihe couldn't listen to Qi Yan's words about loss and death since he saw Qian Qian covered in blood.

"Well," Qi Yan gently touched Cen Baihe's chest, "don't worry, I've calculated that we are a good marriage for a hundred years and three lives."

"Don't you say that you're not sure about yourself?" Cen Baihe was angry and funny, but he couldn't bear to put his face on him after all.

"Although I'm not sure, my intuition is very accurate."

"Bai He."

"Huh?"

"I will stay by your side all my life and won't go anywhere."

"When we get old, we will raise some potted flowers and a dog, and then live a happy old life."

"You don't accept disciples?"

"It's fate that counts. You can't force it. Besides... I don't want a kid to disturb our happy world right now."

"OK."

"Father Baihe."

“……”

"Ben loves you more and more."

"I love you more and more, money baby."

As night fell, the car slowly merged into the traffic flow and became one of thousands of cars.

In this dark night, the traffic turned into a beautiful galaxy, illuminating the road ahead and the rear.

It's like a long river of life. Every way has its bright place, and then it forms a perfect and never-ending life.

(end of the book)