The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

There are many people standing in the corridor outside the VIP area of ​​the hospital. These men and women are meticulously dressed. Men who love to show off their wealth do not pile up all kinds of big names on themselves, and women who love beauty do not wear too much jewelry. Few people use it.

A group of people stood in the corridor, but few of them dared to speak loudly, as if they were afraid of waking up the people in the ward.

"Dad, we've been standing outside for half an hour. When will we go in?" A young man with a thin face and a few strands of hair dyed in other colors couldn't help asking, but was glared at by his father. After a glance, "Don't disturb Master Cen's rest."

Being humiliated by his father in front of so many people, the young man looked a bit ugly, but when the door of the ward suddenly opened, the young man hurriedly lowered his head and took a step back unconsciously.

Walking out of the ward was a man about 30 years old. He had an ordinary appearance and a gentle temperament, but no one in the room dared to underestimate him.Because this person is Cen Bohe's most trusted assistant, most people want to give him some face.

"I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long," Liang Feng said with an apologetic smile to everyone, "It's just that the doctor specifically ordered Mr. Cen to rest. I will pass on everyone's kindness to Mr. Cen, and I hope everyone can go back to rest soon."

"The body is the most important thing, the body is the most important thing," the middle-aged man standing at the front quickly apologized, "In this case, we will not bother Mr. Cen to rest, and we will visit him after Mr. Cen recovers. .”

"Thank you everyone, I'm really sorry today." Liang Feng bowed slightly to the crowd, and several people standing in front of him turned sideways to avoid it.

The smile on Liang Feng's face was even gentler, he turned around and asked the two bodyguards to send these people downstairs, with a polite gesture.

These people came in a hurry and stood outside the ward for a long time, not even seeing a shadow of Cen Bohe, but until they were escorted out of the hospital gate by the bodyguards, they didn't dare to have any opinion.It wasn't until the two bodyguards turned around and walked back that they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The entire imperial capital knew that the fifth son of the Cen family was the old man of Mr. Cen. His seniority was the same as many people in the imperial capital who were five or sixty years old, but his age was two or three rounds younger than these people.I don't know if it's because of the old man, this Cen Wuye is not in good health, and he usually doesn't show his face in front of everyone easily, but no one dares to underestimate his ability.

I remember that a few years ago, there was a second-generation nouveau riche who came from other places. He drank too much and started talking nonsense. He said a few stupid things in front of many people. Since then, this person has never appeared in the imperial capital again.

Everyone knows that this person has deep thoughts and cruel methods, but he is also a particularly difficult person to get along with.

You don't have to visit him, anyway, just put on this posture, even if you can't please, at least you can't offend him.

"What's Bai He? No matter how good the name is, it doesn't look short-lived," the young man who was reprimanded by his father just now got into the car and cursed, "What's the point?"

"I can afford it," his father said, hating iron for not being strong. "Sooner or later you will suffer with a personality like yours."

The young man snorted and ignored him.

After the car the father and son were in drove a certain distance, the car suddenly turned off. After the driver got out of the car and checked for a long time, he couldn't find the reason, so he had to wait for the towing company to tow the car away.

"What a fucking dog!" The young man slammed the door and got out of the car, and couldn't help cursing an Internet slang.

"Yang Tao!" Hearing this, his father finally couldn't bear it and his face darkened, "Who taught you to say such obscene words?!"

It's all messed up, young people nowadays don't know what to think, even the dogs are not spared!

Yang Tao looked at his father's angry face and was speechless for a while. How should he explain that this is just a mantra. He really has no interest in dogs?Internet mantras are really deceiving, he must pay attention to it in the future, otherwise his father may break his leg one day.

"Yes, yes, how do you know, it's too accurate!"

"Then can you do the math for me, when will I find my true destiny?"

"Really, that's great."

Yang Tao raised his head curiously, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw two girls standing in front of a young man with excited smiles on their faces, asking some questions about career and relationship from time to time.

Is this... fortune telling?

Look at the young man who tells the fortune, he is no more than 20 years old, and there is still a little baby fat on his cheeks, but it happens to be the kind of appearance that is most likely to inspire a girl's motherhood. Is this a fortune-telling or a How about making girls happy?

"You wait here for the people from the towing company. I'll go back to the company first." Seeing his son's reckless appearance, Yang's father hired a taxi and drove off without seeing or worrying. She didn't bother to give him any more eyes.

This is really a dear father.

Yang Tao glanced at the driver who was still determined to check the car, and simply squatted on the corner of the street bored, squinting his eyes and secretly observing the fortune-telling scene not far away, without any image at all.

"Mr. is really accurate. I do have a boyfriend who is dating now. Do you think he...does he suit me to be my husband?" The girl who asked the question blushed a little, as if she felt that it was a bit awkward to ask such a question. Sorry, it can be seen that her character is a bit shy, and her ideas are very traditional.Friends around her asked a lot of questions, but she didn't speak a few times in total.

Qi Yan figured out that this girl has a rotten peach blossom now, but before he has seen her face, he will not judge the result easily, "Do you have a picture of him?"

So the younger sister took out her mobile phone and showed him a photo that had been photoshopped.

"Is there something more natural?" Faced with the "PS technology" among the three major beautifying arts in Asia, Qi Yan felt that even if he was a god, he couldn't use this kind of photos to figure out the cause and effect.

The girl herself also felt a little embarrassed. She rummaged through her hands and finally found a photo that hadn't been beautified. Compared with the two photos, it really didn't look like the same person.

The first time he saw the real photo of this man, Qi Yan knew that this man was alright in other respects, but he had a flirtatious personality, at least he had to wait until he was middle-aged before he could calm down.

For this girl, he is not a good match. More importantly, judging from the appearance of the two, the two of them should not be related by marriage, not even a dewy relationship, but more like a blood relationship.

Qi Yan glanced at this quiet girl, and after two seconds of silence, he said: "Since Miss doesn't believe in fate, why bother with fortune-telling? If I'm not mistaken, this person should not be your boyfriend, but your relative."

"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a while, took back her phone and looked at it, only to realize that she had swiped her boyfriend's photo carelessly just now, and the photo the master saw belonged to her cousin.

While apologizing repeatedly, she was secretly surprised in her heart, this is really a remarkable expert, just looking at it from the perspective, it is amazing that he can calculate so much.

Yang Tao didn't expect that he could see such a good show. He stood by the side for more than ten minutes. After the two young girls left satisfied, he got up and walked in front of the young fortune teller.

Qi Yan was about to collect the sign and go home when he saw someone suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked up and saw a well-dressed young man standing in front of him. The clothes don't match up a bit.

"You know fortune-telling?" Yang Tao looked at the shabby signboard in Qi Yan's hand, and couldn't help but think, this expert is really... different, it's fine if he looks so soft, even the signboard is made like this Low-key and inconspicuous.

"I'm sorry, this month's three hexagrams have been calculated. If you need it, sir, please come early next month." Qi Yan put the sign in his trouser pocket as he spoke, looking unmoved by money.

Yang Tao didn't expect the other party to answer in this way. After a few seconds, he pointed to the sign and said, "Master, don't you see that it says on your sign that if you are destined, we are destined. I think we are destined. Look at my car." It just happened to break down on the road next to you, what do you mean if it is not destined?"

Qi Yan turned his head and glanced at the luxury BMW parked not far away, knowing that it was a rich man, "Mr. is a rich man, you don't need fortune-telling to have a good fortune."

"Master is really a master. You can tell at a glance that my family is rich." Yang Tao became more interested in fortune-telling.

Qi Yan: Is this kid's brain not working?

Anyone who drives a luxury BMW at home must be a rich man, so it doesn't matter?

Seeing Qi Yan's unmoved appearance, Yang Tao believed in his heart that he must be a capable person who learned from a master, so he was unwilling to let Qi Yan go: "Master, do the math for me, the price is negotiable! "

Experts are hard to find, and spending a little money is nothing.

Such a silly and sweet child, so easy to trust people, how many times has he been deceived since he was a child?In Qi Yan's heart, there was a faint sympathy for Yang Tao.

However, reincarnation is a technical job. Although this person is a bit silly and sweet, his fortune is not much worse than Wang Hang's, and he is also a lucky person with red luck.

When Yang Tao saw that he mentioned money, the master still didn't respond in the slightest. He felt more and more that this expert is unfathomable. Even with a soft and cute face, he can still make people admire him.

Yang Tao's eyes became brighter and brighter, Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "What do you want, sir?"

Asked by Qi Yan, Yang Tao's mind was a little stuck, because he didn't know what he wanted to settle.Since childhood, he has enough food and clothing, loved by his family, has beautiful girls around him, and doesn't have to worry about work and career. What exactly does he want?

For some reason, he thought of Cen Bohe who was still lying in the hospital. His father wanted to hug Cen's thigh, but he wondered if he could?

"Master, please help me figure it out, can our family win the favor of noble people?"

Although Yang Tao is silly and sweet, he is not so sweet to the point of being stupid. He actually wanted to find out how much Qi Yan has real skills when he asked this question.