beauty hunter

Chapter 19 U-turn at attitude

Wen Yan didn't understand what his colleagues meant, but he smiled slightly: "I only look at people based on their character."

"This..." Several people stopped talking immediately.

Liu Dahai did have merit for Shang Zhuxuan, but as a character, at least he is definitely not a good person.

"Xiao Wen, where did you learn massage?" an honest-looking masseur suddenly asked.

"I taught myself by reading books." Wen Yan didn't hide it either.

"What book is so powerful?" Several people were surprised.

"One book is "Qianjin Massage" and the other is "Pulse and Qi Theory"." Wen Yan said honestly. He picked up and learned these two books by himself, and was not subject to the restrictions of the old man in Nanhai. He could say whatever he wanted.

Several people looked at each other.

What kind of nonsense is this? I’ve never heard of it.

"Brother Wen, why don't you teach me your massage techniques? I'll pay to learn from you." said a short man with a playful smile next to him.

Wen Yan smiled: "Sorry, you can't learn my massage skills."

"How do you know if I can't learn it if you don't teach me?" The short man's face froze and he was unconvinced.

Wen Yan thought for a while, spread his palm flat, pressed it gently on the table, and then took it away.

"When you can do this, I will teach you."

Several people stared dumbly at the shallow palm prints that were made on the wooden table.

This table is so hard that most people wouldn't be able to make a mark even if they hit it with their fists. He didn't use much force. How could this happen?

After a while, the short man took a breath and asked: "Brother Wen, how did you do it?"

"Qigong." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, "My massage is all based on qigong."

Everyone was refreshed, and a young man asked urgently: "How long will it take?"

"If it's fast, it takes ten years. If it's slow," Wen Yan thought for a moment, "it's possible that you won't be able to learn it in a lifetime."

Suddenly no one said anything.

Five minutes later, in the manager's office, Liu Dahai listened to the short man's words and frowned: "Really or not?"

"I don't know," the short man spread his hands, "but I think this kid is probably trying to avoid it and is afraid that others will learn from it and take away his job, so he deliberately lies. But... Manager Liu, that palm print is really not fake. I touched it."

Touch it, it’s real stuff!”

Liu Dahai couldn't help but have a headache.

Use these words to deal with Michelle's instructions. I wonder if she will believe it? Forget it, it's better to do something than nothing.

It was getting dark, and soon it was time for dinner. Yan Qingyan took Wen Yan out of Linyue Building, found a Chinese restaurant nearby, and sat down in a corner.

Wen Yan watched her order and then said, "Ms. Yan invites me to dinner. It won't just be a meal."

Yan Qingyan watched the waiter leave before looking at him: "Two reasons. First, thank you for making our Shang Zhuxuan famous. After Sun Fei's incident, Shang Zhuxuan's reputation in the industry will definitely increase.

building."

"I'm curious for another reason. Do you also want to learn massage from me?" Wen Yan looked at her with a playful smile.

"Tell me," Yan Qingyan said seriously, "why did you reject Sun Fei's request?"

Wen Yan's smile deepened and she leaned back on the chair: "Is it important?"

"Important." Yan Qingyan said solemnly, "My responsibility is to assist the boss, so I have to straighten out everything around her. The problem she cares about most now is fighting with you, and I have to try to solve it.

.So, your reason is probably the opportunity for me to start."

Wen Yan noticed that this beauty had a special charm to her seriousness, and smiled dumbly: "Okay, I tell you, I won't leave because I owe Michelle."

"Huh? You owe her?" Yan Qingyan was stunned.

"Because I did something that hurt her, even though it was unintentional and well-intentioned." Wen Yan said unhurriedly, "I will not leave until I think I have made up for the damage."

"You mean... you touched her breasts before?" Yan Qingyan blurted out.

There were two tables of guests next to her, and all of them heard what she said. They turned around and saw that the person speaking was a beautiful woman. Many of them laughed strangely.

Yan Qingyan woke up immediately, her cheeks were slightly red, and she secretly blamed herself for the mistake. But she really didn't expect that this was the reason, but there was an unbelievable frankness in his words, which made her subconsciously choose to accept it.

This reason.

Wen Yan was not embarrassed at all and said calmly: "Yes."

Yan Qingyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Thank you, I will convey your answer truthfully. I hope this can eliminate the boss's hostility towards you."

When they left the restaurant, the sky had darkened. Under the illumination of the street lights, the two of them walked back to Shangzhuxuan. Wen Yan had an early shift today and could not get off work until nine o'clock. However, the work was so "easy".

If it's nine o'clock, it doesn't matter to him even if it goes to twelve o'clock.

When I reached a street corner, I saw a row of seven or eight young guys walking shoulder to shoulder. They looked like they had just drunk a lot of wine. They were all red-faced, walking crookedly, giggling and singing loudly, and all the passers-by around them were smiling.

frown.

Yan Qingyan was also frowning. She planned to walk over quickly, but when she got closer, a figure flashed in front of her, and two boys who smelled of alcohol blocked the way with a smile: "Yo Xi, the girl is quite... quite...

...It’s quite beautiful!”

Next to them, their companions also stopped, laughing strangely as they watched the two teasing her.

Yan Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly and said seriously: "Please get out of the way."

"Say... what are you talking about?" The oily boy on the left pretended to be crazy while drinking, pretending not to hear, and put his ear towards her mouth, "Louder!"

Yan Qingyan couldn't help but take a step back and said angrily: "Get out of the way, or you won't let me call the police!"

"Ha! Police?" The boys laughed even louder as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world. "I am a policeman, so what else do I call a policeman?"

Yan Qingyan was stunned for a moment, unsure whether what the other party said was true or false.

"Come on, sister, the police and civilians are a family, let's go drinking with the police uncle." The tall and thin man on the right smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Qingyan's face. But halfway through, there was a sudden sound that shook the air.

"Bang!"

Including him, everyone nearby fell silent.

Wen Yan threw away the remaining half of the beer bottle in his hand as if nothing had happened, took out five dollars from his pocket, and handed it to a stunned young man next to him: "Sorry, it's beer money."

The young man subconsciously took it and didn't come back to his senses.

He just stopped to watch the excitement, but he never thought that the bottle of beer he just bought would be gone!

The tall and thin man subconsciously touched the top of his head, and his hand was wet. When he brought it back to his eyes, his eyes widened: "What... is this thing so red?" As soon as he said this, his body tilted and he fell with a "plop".

On the ground, there was no more movement.

The kid next to him suddenly screamed: "Blood!"

Yan Qingyan opened her mouth wide and looked at Wen Yan in surprise. She never expected that this little boy would be so cruel.

"What are you doing? What are you doing around here?"

Someone suddenly shouted from the outside of the crowd of onlookers. After a moment, two men in police uniforms squeezed in. They were shocked when they saw the tall and thin man in a pool of blood on the ground.

The drunken boys were all shocked by this scene, and one of them shouted: "Old Wu, that boy hit someone!"

The two policemen looked up at the same time, and one of them lost his voice: "Why is it you?"

Yan Qingyan, who was a few steps away, was completely stunned.

Are these really police officers?

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses. It looked like he wouldn't be able to go to work tonight.

Twenty minutes later, in the police station less than a hundred meters away from Linyue Building, Yan Qingyan sat uneasily in the office, looking in the direction of the interrogation room from time to time.

After being brought here by the police ten minutes ago, Wen Yan was taken into the interrogation room and has not come out yet. On the contrary, she has been kept here as a client, and no one has come to take notes or ask questions for her.

Condition.

The most terrible thing was that some of those drunk boys were actually policemen, and they were from this police station, which made her even more uneasy.

Since ancient times, it has been an unchanging truth that officials protect each other. I'm afraid it will happen this time.

"Sister Yan, are you okay?" Michelle's voice came from the office door.

"Boss, I'm fine, but Wen Yan said that he..." Yan Qingyan stood up, her eyebrows furrowed, "He beat the police because he saved me, so things are a bit difficult to handle."

Michelle snorted: "You deserve it. This kind of person should be arrested. Where is the person?" A few minutes ago, she received a call from Yan Qingyan and immediately dropped everything and rushed over.

Yan Qingyan looked towards the interrogation room.

Michelle understood immediately and her eyes lit up: "God is wise, why won't this guy be beaten to death this time?" In a place like this, no matter how powerful the guy is, he will definitely not dare to mess around, so he will have to be beaten obediently.

.

Or you can send a banner to the police station another day to praise them for venting your anger.

Yan Qingyan said dissatisfied: "Boss, he was arrested just to save me."

"Mostly because he wants to be a hero and save the beauty, and show off in front of you, huh." Michelle curled her lips and gloated, "Don't worry, seeing as he is saving you, I won't let him be beaten to death, but

Before I save him, I have to see how pitiful he was beaten to death, hehe."

Yan Qingyan looked at her speechlessly.

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened, and two policemen walked out waving their hands.

Michelle's eyes lit up.

It looks like he was beaten very hard, his hands are sore!

But before she could smile, she suddenly froze and looked at Wen Yan who was coming out of the interrogation room in disbelief.

He was still wearing his same shirt and trousers, not messy at all, and it didn't look like he had just been beaten. The black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were also intact, without any damage.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wen, I will deal with it impartially!" Next to Wen Yan, a middle-aged fat man in a police uniform came out with him and patted his chest to assure him.

Wen Yan nodded and said, "Let Director Tian worry about it."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, it should be, it should be." The fat policeman smiled with a smile on his face.

Yan Qingyan, who was still in the office, was completely stunned.

She recognized the fat man as Tian Daxing, the director of the police station. He was the one who ordered Wen Yan to be brought into the interrogation room with murderous intent just now. Why did his attitude change completely now?

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