Cross-year difference (GL) + Fanwai

Yan Zicheng said: "Don't worry, I will take you home later, just watch and don't talk. After five years, you will know the meaning of everything I do today." She arrested two The pair of chopsticks went to the soup pot at the entrance of the store, heated the chopsticks, and gave a pair to the man, "Handsome guy, here it is."

The man looked up at her, his cheeks were sunken in, his eyes were cloudy, bloodshot, and his face was tired.He nodded, took the chopsticks, and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Yan Zicheng ordered two bowls of kelp soup, one for Qin Shaoya and one for the man, and said with concern: "Handsome guy, you look tired."

The man wiped his eyes, "Nothing."

"look for a job?"

"No."

Yan Zicheng sighed, "Nowadays looking for a job is in the final analysis a part-time job for others. You see, many undergraduates and postgraduates may not be able to find good ones after finishing their Ph.D. It takes a few years to get promoted from the grassroots. Young people still have to work hard. Take it well and start a business as the boss, so that you can hold your destiny in your own hands.”

The man glanced at her with a complicated expression, was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you starting a business?"

"Yeah." Yan Zicheng smiled, "How to put it, although it's still in its infancy and it's not a popular industry, I just want to work hard. Besides, doing what you like, no matter how tiring or hard it is, it's worth it."

At this time, the waiter came over with a bowl, "Your rice noodles, your noodles."

The man picked up the rice noodles, stirred them into his mouth, and replied, "That's the reason, everyone is fighting now."

Yan Zicheng watched the man finish the rice noodles in the bowl in two or three mouthfuls, then ordered another bowl of red oil for him, added soup for him with a smile, and said, "Handsome guy, let me tell you the truth, don't think it's funny, I My ancestors read Fengshui, and my mother grew up abroad and knew Western divination, so I know a little about gossip and divination. Although I am not proficient, I am still confident in judging people and things."

Qin Shaoya, who was drinking soup at the side, rolled her eyes and said to herself, chuī, just chuī.

But the man put down his chopsticks and looked at Yan Zicheng with a serious look.

Yan Zicheng pushed the red oil Chaoshou in front of him, and said boldly: "I invite you. Come, brother, drink this bowl of Red Oil Chaoshou!"

The man hesitated for a moment, and buried his head in eating Chaoshou.

Yan Zicheng said: "Brother, you have the appearance of being very rich and powerful, and you will definitely accomplish a lot in the future, and you will become a big name in the business world, so brother, the current suffering and humiliation are nothing, those who look down on you will one day be all Stepped under your feet."

The man's hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

Yan Zicheng continued: "So brother, don't give up, come on, I don't think anyone can go wrong, you will succeed, you have that fate." She took out a delicate snow-blue business card from her bag, and the back The god of death in the Tarot card is printed on it, and a series of spells are written in elegant letters on the front, with "Crystal Ball Office, Magician: Yan Zicheng" written in the middle, and a mobile phone number is printed below.

Qin Shaoya took a picture out of her bag and looked at it, she was dumbfounded, didn't this guy own a Cowherd's shop, why is he still a magician? !

Yan Zicheng looked at the man, and said with a smile: "How about brother, can you make a friend? I still have about 200 million activity funds in my hand. If there is a need, I am willing to help at any time."

The man thought for a while, exchanged business cards with her, wiped his mouth and said, "Hello Miss Yan, my name is Niu Yun, thank you for copying hands. If I really need help in the future, I will find you."

Qin Shaoya snatched the business card from Yan Zicheng's hand, and read: "Nuomi Baba Company, General Manager Niu Yun." He grinned, "Wow, your name is awesome! Niu Yunniuyun, you will definitely be awesome!"

Niu Yun smiled and stood up, "Thank you, little girl, and Miss Yan. I hope that with your good words, I can become a big name in the business world one day. I'm leaving first, the company is still busy."

Yan Zicheng waved goodbye to him, "Boss Niu, walk slowly. If there is a problem with capital turnover in the near future, don't be polite to me. Remember to ask me, and I will definitely help."

After sending Niu Yun away, Yan Zicheng rubbed Qin Shaoya's hair, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Qin Shaoya said treacherously: "I can't tell, you can tell fortunes?"

"Fortune-telling? I Ching gossip, divination and astrology, which one is easier? Don't underestimate it, there is a lot of knowledge in it."

"Hey." Qin Shaoya hugged her waist, "Wait, let me ask you, can you really predict the future?"

Yan Zicheng looked up at the sky, "If you don't believe me, wait five years and see."

Qin Shaoya pointed to her nose and said, "I, me, me, what about me? Can I marry a handsome guy?"

Yan Zicheng lowered his head, stared at his young face for a while, and smiled, "You?"

"Yeah!" Qin Shaoya nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with expectation.

Yan Zicheng said: "You will never find a man in your life."

Qin Shaoya got angry and beat her, "You crow's mouth! Curse me for not getting married! I'll beat you!"

Yan Zicheng laughed muffled and let her mess around.Qin Shaoya, if I am a crow's mouth, you will know in five years.

Chapter 10 Imbiancare

But Yan Zicheng really doesn't know what Qin Shaoya's view on love is now.She raised her chin and touched it. Since when did she pay attention to women's soft breasts and voluptuous curves?Hmm... eighteen?nineteen?Or twenty?Or...from the moment she met Luo Yulin in the bar?

Oh shit!

Thinking of Luo Yulin and Yan Zicheng wanted to scold the street, he obviously had no feelings for him, but he always hung her up, coming and going as soon as he was called.Yan Zicheng snorted and sneered, he was also a bitch, he was clearly aware of that guy's intentions, but he still chased after him, in the final analysis, it was his own fault.

Thinking so, Yan Zicheng's eyes fell on Qin Shaoya, and he patted the top of her head, "Hey, little bastard."

Qin Shaoya glared at her fiercely, "You bastard."

Yan Zicheng twisted her ears.

"Ah! Let go!" Qin Shaoya pulled her hard, and Yan Zicheng asked, "Do you have someone you like?" In terms of Qin Shaoya's small face, at this young age, there should be Many boys chased after her, but because of the negative label of "the child the mother doesn't want", Qin Shaoya has been ignored.

Qin Shaoya was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and then... nothing more.With a blank expression, she foolishly followed Yan Zicheng, walking slowly without saying a word.

Yan Zicheng laughed when he saw it, "What's the matter? Why is there a sudden silence?"

Qin Shaoya lowered her head, dragged her feet, peeked at her out of the corner of her eye, and asked hesitantly, "You...why are you asking me this question?"

"Ah?" Qin Shaoya asked Yan Zicheng rather dumbfounded.

Qin Shaoya scratched her head and whispered, "I don't know what it feels like to like."

Yan Zicheng smiled, "That's right, so small, what do you know?"

Now Qin Shaoya was upset, "Who says I don't understand, there are also people in our class who are in love."

"Then have you ever been in love?"

Qin Shaoya shook her head.

"Would you like to try it on?"

"Huh?!" Qin Shaoya suddenly stopped and looked at her.

"Go!" Yan Zicheng patted her on the head and pulled her across the street.

Yan Zicheng was fine, but Qin Shaoya was still worried, his mind was full of Yan Zicheng's question just now: Do you want to try?what is itfall in love?How to talk about it?use your mouth?Who to talk to?Qin Shaoya sneaked a peek at Yan Zicheng with a strange expression, her buttocks and breasts turned up, red mouth winking, with her?abnormal.

too old.

In fact, Qin Shaoya really thought too much, Yan Zicheng said what he said casually, without any thought at all, the whole process was that the speaker had no intention of listening, and the listener had no intention, and it made an oolong mess.

Yan Zicheng said: "You bastard, let me tell you, if you fall in love with someone, you must tell me."

"Why?"

"I'll check for you and help you refer. Look, you can't tell your father about this kind of thing, right? If you tell him, he won't beat you to death? You don't have much experience, so you have to have someone who has experienced it to help you."

"Who do I like, why should you be the gatekeeper? Crazy!"

"Then I don't care, anyway, you have to tell me first."

"Psycho! Who are you, take care of me like that!"

"You little bastard, I'm your mother—" Yan Zicheng raised his hand and wanted to slap her, but stopped halfway through the slap, turned into a unit building, and changed his words slightly: "Tutor."

Tutor? ! ! !

"Wait!" Qin Shaoya ran up the stairs to catch her, "Just send it downstairs, go up and do it!"

"The teacher wants to meet the parents. Don't worry, I won't charge you money. On the contrary, if you improve in your studies, I will reward you with pocket money."

"I'll go! Wait! Give me—" Qin Shaoya pulled Yan Zicheng's clothes with one hand, and pulled her hair with the other. A depressing male voice, followed by heavy footsteps, and then the door was pushed open.