The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

"Mr. Qi," a young girl at the front desk saw Qi Yan and hurriedly stood up and bowed to him, "Please go here."

Qi Yan smiled at her: "You have work."

"No." The little girl at the front desk smiled shyly. For these low-level employees, the company's executives may not be able to say a few words to her for a month. This Mr. Qi, as the boyfriend of the BOSS, or the Cen family admits The kind who are so polite to them, they naturally tend to have a good impression of Qi Yan.

"Hey," Qi Yan suddenly stopped when he was approaching the elevator door, "I think the artist just now seems familiar."

"He is a second-line artist who came back from abroad. Because he endorsed the dairy products of Yuan's enterprise, he is now being criticized on the Internet." In front of Qi Yan, what did the front desk say? "He said it was BOSS University. Roommate, I have to go to see the boss, but he hasn't made an appointment, and Liang Tezhu didn't say that he can let him go upstairs. How can we let him go upstairs by ourselves."

This is not only to talk gossip to Qi Yan, but also to use Qi Yan's ears to indirectly express their embarrassment. Even if Cen Baihe waits to see Tao Yan, they will not offend the boss.

"Yeah, it's not easy for you." Qi Yan looked back and met Tao Yan's eyes. He smiled at the other person, but the other person turned his head blankly.

Qi Yan hooked his mouth and walked into the elevator. At the moment the elevator door closed, he seemed to hear Tao Yan's voice.

"Why can that person go in without making an appointment?" Tao Yan has a natural resentment towards Qi Yan, perhaps because Cen Baihe is too close to Qi Yan, or the other's eyes are somewhat similar to him before.

Sometimes the feeling between people is so strange. There is no contradiction or festival with each other, but they just don't like it.

"Mr. Tao, this is an internal secret of the company, please forgive me for not telling you." The front desk was already a little impatient, but he didn't dare to show half of it on the face, and he still explained in a nice way.

"Is he the little lover of Cen Baihe?" Tao Yan said with a calm face and sneered.

The front desk laughed without saying a word, silently complaining, you are in charge of the relationship between the boss and the boss, who will show you this clear and indignant look, and those who don’t know think you have something with the boss.

"Ayan," the agent felt a little embarrassed in the current atmosphere, and whispered in Tao Yan's ear, "Mr. Cen may be a bit busy at this time, let's come next time. In case someone stokes this matter on the Internet, it will be for us. not too good."

This kind of holding the old classmate’s thigh, and the result that the classmate didn’t want to see him at all, would really lose Tao Yan’s face if it was exploded by Yuji.

Tao Yan turned his head and glared at the agent, but seeing the polite and estranged smile at the front desk, he turned and walked out of the company gate with a calm face.

The agent knew that he was a little unhappy, and whispered: "Don't worry, there are big events happening in the circle every day, and no one will remember that you endorsed Yuan Shi in a few days."

After getting in the car, Tao Yan angrily took off his vest and threw it aside: "Do you think I don't know how serious this incident is at the Yuan family? Otherwise, no such manufacturer would terminate the contract with me."

The agent heard him lose his temper in the car and did not continue to comfort him. After he had almost vented his emotions, the agent said, "Then what do you think we should do now?"

"Are you an agent, come to ask me?!"

If I weren't your agent, I would have beaten you to death!

The agent took a deep breath: "You can't solve the problem if you lose your temper. Don't make your body angry."

"There is another person who can help me."

"Who?"

"My aunt."

"It feels pretty good to be a boss." After eating, Qi Yan had nothing to do anyway, so he helped Cen Baihe run through all the important departments of the company and fine-tuned some internal decorations on the wall. Some publicity calligraphy and paintings have also been removed, which looks simple and refreshing.

After busying most of the afternoon, he was lying in Cen Baihe's office, looking tired and paralyzed, "Why don't I go to open a studio and experience what it's like to be a boss?"

"What kind of studio do you open?" Cen Baihe knew how lazy Qi Yan was. If he opened a studio, he would definitely be fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. "Do you want me to help?"

"After the New Year, I will find a place close to here to start a company, and tell me that I am also the boss," Qi Yan put his chin in his hand, "and we can also commute together."

Originally, he said casually, Qi Yan really has this kind of thought now.

"Okay," Cen Baihe thought about the scene of commuting to and from get off work with Qi Yan, and suddenly got excited, "Then I will help you find a place first, anyway, after the place is decorated, it will take a while to treat people. What decoration do you like? Style office, Chinese style or European style?"

"You don't know what I'm going to open a studio for, so I'm looking for a venue first?" Qi Yan walked to Cen Baihe and poked his chin. "What if I don't want to do it if the decoration is finished?"

"If you don't like doing it, you can rent it out. The location here is very good. Many people line up to rent a shop." Cen Baihe grabbed his hand and took it to his lips and kissed him. "Then tell me, what do you want to open? What kind of studio?"

"China Traditional Academic Research Studio."

In the heart of Cen Baihe: Although I don't understand what it is, it sounds like a big one.

"The name is good! I'll go to see if there is a suitable place tomorrow."

"The place you are looking for must be good," Qi Yan said, "then I don't have to go to see it." Worrying about these things is also very tiring. Why not do someone help?

Cen Baihe knew he would say that, and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"Ayan, are you really not kidding?" The agent looked at the luxurious villa in front of him. The tall carved door made him feel a little bit timid, mainly because he had closed doors with Cen Wuye before. He was worried that he would have to close the door again when he got here.

Tao Yan glared at him, opened the door and pressed the intercom by the door.

The call was connected quickly, but it was a man who answered the call: "Hello, sir."

"Hello, this is Tao Yan, Tao Yiru's nephew, is my aunt at home?"

"Please wait."

About a minute or two later, the man's voice came out again: "Mr. Tao, please come in."

The agent saw that the carved door actually opened. He looked at Tao Yan in surprise. Could it be that Tao Yan really has such a great aunt, but why hasn't he heard him mention it? The conditions in Tao Yan's family were not very good, and his parents weren't the kind of market folks who were very knowledgeable. If there were such wealthy relatives, why should their family be so struggling back then?

There were a lot of doubts in my mind that could not be answered, and the agent felt that his gossip factor had already tapped in his mind.

After driving the car into the mansion, someone soon arranged for them to park, and a woman in a work suit came over to receive them: "Two gentlemen, please go here. Madam is waiting for you in the living room."

This is a very large villa. The agent felt that he had walked for a while before he walked into the so-called main building. Stepping on the white stone steps into the door, he saw the woman sitting on the sofa.

This woman is very beautiful and well maintained. There is a beauty that transcends her age. For a while, the agent didn't know whether she was twenty, thirty, or forty. After they came in, the woman didn't react much, she just looked up at them and pointed to the sofa next to her, "Sit down."

The agent found that Tao Yan didn't seem to be familiar with his prominent aunt either, otherwise he wouldn't be as disciplined as he is now.

"Two gentlemen, please have tea."

The faint scent of tea fills the tip of the nose, and even those who don’t understand tea can smell good tea.

"Drink tea," Tao Yiru leaned lazily back on the sofa, glancing at Tao Yan from the corner of his eye, "The last time I saw you, you were only seven years old. If it wasn't for you to report your name, I I don't even recognize you anymore."

Obviously her tone was very plain, but her powerful aura made Tao Yan afraid to say a word. He stretched out his hand to hold the teacup and retracted it again, and whispered, "How's aunt okay all these years?"

Tao Yiru snorted: "Okay, of course it's good. I'm a rich woman who is famous in China, what's wrong."

A famous female rich in China? !

The agent remembered that there was indeed a very powerful woman in the national ranking list of rich people, and her surname was Tao.

Tao Yiru, she turned out to be Tao Yiru? !

The legendary life of this woman can almost be made into an inspirational drama. She was born from a poor family and had excellent grades in the national TOP1 university, but her patriarchal parents were unwilling to let her go to school. In the end, she paid with the help of the local government. The tuition of that year, and later successfully graduated from a work-study program on campus, and in just two years he became a well-known talent in the industry, and he was also married to a rich handsome man. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Soon after the two got married, her husband died of a serious illness. She had just given birth to her, busy with her husband’s funeral while dealing with company affairs, and then the child who was still a baby was kidnapped. Never found it again.

From then on, she immersed herself in developing the company and became a well-known rich man in China. She has never remarried and has no children.

In the past, he used to read these as stories, but now that Tao Yiru's patriarchal parents are Tao Yan's grandparents, his mood and opinions are completely different.

Tao Yan’s deepest memory of Tao Yiru is not the toys and clothes she bought for herself back then, but the winter 22 years ago, when her aunt held his grandparents and parents crying and scolding in a snowy day. , That hideous expression is like a ghost crawling out of the ground!

"You killed my son, I want to use your son to pay off the debt!"

At that time, his aunt pinched his neck fiercely, her fingers cold.

At that time, he was still ignorant, and he didn't know how his aunt finally let go, but since then, the adults in the family stopped mentioning his aunt, and his parents even took him to study abroad.

He vaguely remembered that his parents were very wary of anyone in those two years. As long as adults approached him, they would become very nervous, as if those people would take him away.

After so many years, my aunt didn't bother them anymore, and even if their family knew that their aunt had become very rich, they didn't dare to come. For the rich, it is too easy to deal with families like them.

But now looking at the elegant and beautiful aunt, Tao Yan is a little suspicious. Is the ghost-like aunt he saw when he was seven years old, is it his dream?

"Unexpectedly, you would dare to find me here," Tao Yiru's red lips curled slightly, showing a slightly mocking smile, "Your parents didn't tell you, don't you come to provoke me?"

Agent: Emma, ​​this is not a relative, but an enemy!

"Auntie, you can only help me now..."

"Why should I help you?" Tao Yiru sneered, "because you are the seed of the old Taoist family?"

No matter how thick Tao Yan's face is, he can't help but blush when he hears this. When he was young, his grandmother used to say that he was from the old Tao family and his aunt should take care of him more. He thought he had a bad memory, he didn't think of things when he was six or seven years old, and he could still remember.

"Tao Yan, you should be thankful," Tao Yiru put the cup on the table, "time has made me a little kinder."

"get out!"

She had sharp eyes and smiled mockingly, but she revealed a pair of dimples that looked a little sweet: "I feel sick when I see your old Tao family's seeds!"