[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

Seeing that the old man was full of style, Qi Yan obviously lived in the crowd for a long time, so he hurriedly walked into the living room.

But before he could speak, a young man who was closest to the old man stood up, "I..."

There was a sound of metal clashing, and several tall men in black clothes appeared at lightning speed, surrounded the young man in overalls, and pointed a gun at his head.

Everyone in the room was petrified, and the young man raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and the large utility knife in his right hand, which was originally used to unpack cardboard boxes, fell to the ground.

No one dared to resist.

Therefore, it is said that political power grows out of the barrel of a gun, and the famous sayings of our ancestors are worthy of the golden rule.

But Qi Yan was used to seeing this kind of scene in the base, and he had seen a lot of scenes that were dozens of times hotter and more dangerous. At this time, he was not only calm when speaking, but also relaxed and calm.Like a harp string vibrating to calm the emotions, the original tension is eliminated invisible.

"Oh, my surname is Qi. I just moved here and haven't had time to visit my neighbors yet. Sir, are you..."

With a look from the old man, the bodyguards silently retracted their guns and retreated again, but they also faintly formed a siege, protecting the old man in the middle.

Qi Yan felt that it was better for him to stand still and not move.

After hearing his explanation, the old man's gray eyebrows frowned even deeper, "Which family are you a child from, and who did you buy the house from?"

Qi Yan thought he was asking a strange question, but he answered obediently, "I didn't buy it, but rented it out from the company. I'm a singer."

Who knew that the old man asked meaningfully, "Singer?"

Qi Yan's self-esteem was a little hurt, and his tone was not so good, "Old man, we are still busy here, can we talk about it after we are done?"

In the first scene of suppressing the field, the employees still didn't dare to move around, they all stopped in place, let alone work, they didn't even dare to breathe, so Qi Yan had no choice but to chase them away.

The old man's face was dark, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a loud voice: "Dad! Dad, what are you doing at other people's house?"

He Qianming rushed up dressed in the dust, and hugged the old man's arm affectionately, "Brother has been waiting for you upstairs for a long time, come up with me quickly. Xiao Yan, you go ahead, we will burn the kang for you later!"

Qi Yan was stunned, He Bainian kept a low profile, especially retreated behind the scenes in recent years, there is no picture of him on the Internet.Although he secretly cared about him, but now that he saw the deity, those titles such as the second richest man in the country and the most far-sighted Confucian businessman did not leave much impression, only two cognitions surfaced so clearly that it almost hurt: he is He Qianqiu's father; he was also the initiator of the Ponzi scheme back then.

When He Qianqiu told him at the beginning, Qi Yan didn't have a clear concept, and even felt embarrassed that Teacher He was so hypocritical, and dared not confess to him because of such a little thing.Now it turns out that He Qianqiu has more vision than him.Qi Yan slowly tightened his fingers little by little, making them into fists.

He Qianming half coquettishly dragged his father away, and before leaving, he winked at Qi Yan.

The old man entered the door, his tone was still flat, "Since when did Qianqiu change his career to be a landlord?"

He Qianming smiled innocently like the lucky boy in the New Year pictures, "Brother's place is convenient, sometimes I discuss something with him and stay here."

He Bainian sat down and smiled, "He Qiansui, you have really grown up and learned to fool Dad."

Second Young Master He cried, feeling that he was shot while lying down, and muttered aggrievedly: "Don't call me by that name..." He was called to rescue him by He Qianqiu's phone call, but how can he be saved? Dad is an old brother, he can't afford to offend anyone.

Fortunately, his elder brother was quite loyal and came out with a tea tray to offer tea.

The purple sand teapot, which has been warmed for nearly a hundred years, exudes a quiet aroma for years when it is stimulated by hot water.

Washing tea, cooking tea, and washing cups, the whole set of movements is like flying into the sky and pulling up sleeves, Buddha holding flowers, elegant and dusty, cleansing vulgarity and worrying.

He Qianqiu held the bottom of the purple sand cup firmly with his slender fingers, and gently placed it in front of his father, "Last year, I got 150 grams of handmade black tea from the two old tea trees in Wuyi Neishan. Now, I am honoring you, old man."

He Bainian took a sip of tea, and his anger subsided a lot, "I heard that this year's production is expected to be less than two catties, so you have to hurry up and grab it."

He Qianqiu smiled wryly, but still replied: "Understood."

Seeing that He Bainian had finished his three cups of tea, He Qianqiu turned to the topic, "Qi Yan was stalked and harassed, so I lent him that house, it's safer here."

He bought the house downstairs a long time ago, and any neighbor going abroad is an excuse. He was afraid that Qi Yan would not accept the kindness if he knew about it.Obviously, this little trick can't be hidden from that old fox He Bainian, so it's better for him to confess directly.

He Bainian said: "That kid is not bad, but he is very calm and courageous at such a young age."

He Qianqiu felt a little surprised by this reaction, and heard He Bainian continue to say: "I didn't mention this in advance, and I didn't come because of you running away from home during the Chinese New Year."

Seeing the situation, He Qianming knew that he had nothing to do, so he obediently resigned and went downstairs to find Qi Yan.

He Bainian got up, went into the study room with his eldest son and closed the door, then he lowered his face, "You did a good job."

Although He Qianqiu has always been used to it, he couldn't help touching his nose when he was reprimanded by his father. He has done a lot of good things. Naturally, it is impossible for his father to bluff and blow himself up. Master Yongjue's three games of chess..."

"Still playing stupid with me?" He Bainian slapped the table with astonishing momentum.

He Qianqiu had no choice but to bow his head, "Dad, I absolutely did not interfere in the acquisition of Changxi Mountain."

He Bainian was amused by this son who didn't care about oil and salt, "Your Uncle Lan just told me that he wanted to match you and Lan Ying, and then you went to Master Lan to match Tang Yue and Lan Xin. My son is really good!" Great, why don't you open a marriage agency?"

People all over the country knew that He Qianqiu and Tang Yue were at odds. Now that Mrs. Lan's precious granddaughter is engaged to Tang Yue, how could her sister be with He Qianqiu again?Naturally, this matter will be over.

He Qianqiu is so well-intentioned, most of it is for himself, but the other half is also to prevent his father from being too difficult to be a man.

Who knew that Dad didn't buy it at all, and actually taught him a lesson instead.He Qianqiu sighed inwardly, but still accepted it obediently, but it would be unacceptable to kill him to put eyes and ears on father's side, "Dad, how did I know such a coincidence? I'm helping a friend research a case, and I want to ask for advice." Grandpa Lan. Who knew that Lan Xin was also at home that day, and even quarreled with the family members because of Qian Ming. You also know that their family doesn’t want to see Qian Ming’s career. How can I be the eldest brother? Anyway, they can’t last long, it’s better to be early It's too late, and we can still maintain a friendship, so I recommend a few candidates, but Grandpa Lan has taken a fancy to Tang Yue."

The reason he made up was reasonable, and He Bainian's doubts were more or less dispelled, and he frowned at his eldest son.

This kid is too thoughtful, if he did this, the marriage fell through, so naturally he didn't have to disobey his father, and he also helped his younger brother by the way, the important thing is that not only did he not offend anyone, but also allowed Mr. Lan to accept his love.With such clever means, he deserves to be a descendant of the He family.

After a while, He Bainian still sighed, "That kid Qianming, how long will he be a fool!"

"Ah-choo!" He Qianming, who didn't know that he was lying innocently on the gun again, rubbed his nose, and Chen Ken looked at Qi Yan, "Xiao Yan, you must help me!"

They sat in a nearby cafe for a long time, but Qi Yan's face was still very depressed.

Before He Qianming went downstairs, another guest came to his new residence, that is the talented young scholar Comrade Zhou Lei.

Zhou Lei saw that he moved downstairs to He Qianqiu, no matter what he actually thought in his heart, on the surface it was very appropriate. "Since we have moved here, we will be neighbors with Mr. He in the future, so I can visit you more often. Actually, I like your songs very much. Can I invite you to perform if I have a chance?"

Qi Yan is also very generous: "Of course it's no problem, I will definitely notify you during the concert, for Mr. He's sake, the tickets will be [-]% off!"

The corner of Zhou Lei's mouth twitched, so he had to change the subject: "Actually, I went back to my hometown with Teacher He during the Chinese New Year."

Qi Yan let out a groan, and looked at him with clear eyes, which actually made the young man a little uneasy.Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Lei had no choice but to continue by himself, "Uncle He held a blind date reception for him. The scene was like a prince choosing a concubine. I was blinded by it."

Qi Yan sighed in his heart, and shook his head lightly. He was with He Qianqiu during the whole Chinese New Year, which is enough to prove that the blind date failed completely. For a golden bachelor like He Qianqiu, no, how many people must be eyeing him like a diamond king? , if he cares about one by one, the two of them will not live together.What did Zhou Lei do here?

It's a pity that Zhou Lei saw him shaking his head, and the misunderstanding turned into another meaning, and his smile was a little smug, "Mr. He will get married sooner or later, but no matter who he marries, I will bless him. If you don't have this awareness, you are not qualified to keep it." By his side. I..."

Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder, interrupting his confession, "I will tell him for you when I remember."

Zhou Lei froze for a moment, and finally lowered his face, holding his glasses and looking at him indifferently, "When will I talk to Mr. He and do I need to pass it on to you?"

Qi Yan pretended to be stupid: "Then why are you telling me these things?"

Zhou Lei was completely out of words, so the two were silent.

At this time, it was He Qianming who came to rescue them, and he said with a serious face that he had something to ask Qi Yan, and Zhou Lei left with a sense of humor.

Although Qi Yan said that he didn't care about it, but thinking about He Qianqiu was still a bit heavy, and it was inevitable that he would be depressed.He Qianming understood that Xiaoyan was a good boy and didn't dare to help him, so he had to lower his voice and continue to persuade: "Xiaoyan, I don't want too many people to know about this, if you don't help me, there will be nothing I can do."

Qi Yan came back to his senses: "Brother Ming, what do you want me to do for you?"

He Qianming: "..." His emotional and tear-jerking performances before the relationship were all in vain.

At the beginning of the new year, it was originally a lively and warm festival, but the atmosphere in Tang's house was bleak.

In this era of advanced information, even if the news of the wife of the richest man being torn up made the headlines, it did not dilute the festive atmosphere much.It's just like the news that a certain celebrity is in love with a certain celebrity, or that a certain celebrity has taken over a certain movie, it's just a topic of conversation among the public after dinner.

Some people sympathized and some lamented, and naturally some people gloated about his misfortune. Some even said that this person died at an inopportune time. In the future, other people's houses will celebrate the New Year, and the Tang family will have to celebrate the death day, which is so unlucky.

The room was full of plains, Yao Meilan's portrait hung in the middle of the living room, and Liu Qingqing's photo had been removed long ago.

It was rare for Tang Yue not to argue with him over such a trivial matter, and went out to socialize happily.

Uninvited guests came to his private villa.

When Tang Dao broke in, only Ouyang Fan was sorting out the documents in the office. When he heard the door being pushed open, he raised his eyes slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, "Mr. Tang is not here. I have an appointment with Mr. Pierce for a drink tonight."

Tang Dao stared at him with knife-like eyes, "I'm here to find you."

Ouyang Fan raised his hand to let the others step back, walked out of Tang Yue's desk, sat down on the sofa in the reception area, and made a graceful gesture of invitation.

Tang Dao ignored him, and stood in place and asked, "Where did you go the day my mother disappeared?"

Ouyang Fan crossed Erlang's legs, folded his hands on his knees, and sat upright, "My boss is Mr. Tang Yue, and I don't need to report to anyone else."

Tang Dao sneered, kicked on the coffee table, and made a loud bang, "Tang Yue really raised a good dog, are you willing to kill for him?"

Ouyang Fan still had a soft but firm smile, and his dark eyes were full of enthusiasm and firmness, "I am willing to do anything for Mr. Tang."

"Oh? So you killed my mom for him?"

Ouyang Fan stared straight at Tang Dao with a downcast face, and smiled again after a while, "This is a way of showing loyalty, don't randomly frame murders, I can't bear it."

Tang Dao stared at Ouyang Fan closely, the air was tense as if frozen.

But after a while, the killing intent all over the young man's body suddenly vented completely, and he turned and left in disappointment.

Only then did Ouyang Fan lower his head and look at his trembling fingers.At that moment, he had an illusion, as if he was facing another Tang Yue.