Chapter 225 won't tell you

Shen Zhi'an, the nephew of Shen Congwen, the richest man in Wudu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Old man Shen, the richest man in Wudu, has a son and two daughters, the eldest daughter lives abroad, and the second daughter is a department head in a scientific research institution in Beijing.

is old and spoiled. Who knew that this youngest son suddenly became obsessed with cultivating immortals when he was in college, and he ran to the temple of the Taoist hall when he had nothing to do, and he always went home to take the monk Daogu.

There was no one to inherit hundreds of millions of family properties, which made Old Man Shen so angry that he almost had a stroke, but he had no choice but to rely on self-reliance.

Prior to this, the person in charge of many important projects of the Shen family was this nephew Shen Zhi'an.

Shen Zhian is in his early thirties this year, 1.8 meters tall, and looks like a talent. And no matter what he says or does, he is generous and decent, and he has the demeanor of a successful person.

But that was for others, for Gu Yuansi, the person who "tricked" Shen Yuan, Shen Zhian almost didn't turn his face at that time.

Not to mention how expensive the land price is in Wudu, the flowers and trees in Shen Yuan's house are all precious tree species, including the tables, chairs and benches, modern furniture and electrical appliances, all of which are international first-line brands.

With such a mansion, Shen Congwen met with Gu Yuanyan in the study for twenty minutes, and when he came out, the house was transferred. How angry is he?

At that time, he fiercely opposed it, and always insisted that Gu Yuansian was a liar, but Shen Congwen had made up his mind, so he could only accept this fact.

At this time, Shen Zhi'an, who was sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines, sneered: "Isn't this Master Gu, you also came to get a haircut yourself?"

Gu Yuan, who came in, sighed and said, "Didn't Mr. Shen come in person, how can a flat-headed ordinary person like me be an exception?"

For ordinary people like Shen Zhi'an, Gu Yuanxi is very polite now, trying his best to "convince people with virtue", and if he can, he won't do it.

Shen Zhian pursed his lips, and the muscles on his face twitched.

After Gu Yuansian came out after washing his hair, he closed the magazine in his hand and sneered: "Help our Master Gu style a hairstyle, it must be the kind that looks fairy-like." ”

The little master in the barber shop, who didn't have the ability to observe words and feelings? In just a few words, he heard the dislike between the two, so he didn't dare to interject, smiled and nodded in agreement.

Gu Yuan sighed that on the second chair next door, a young woman who was playing with her mobile phone while dyeing, asked, "Zhi'an, who are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's the contemporary Chinese medicine saint next to you, Master Gu, who is known as Saihuatuo. ”

The young woman glanced at Gu Yuan and sighed, then laughed out loud, covered her nose with her hand, and said with a smile: "Zhi'an, are you joking, why does this gentleman look so much like a student?"

"Don't you know, our Master Gu has great skills! In a few words, in less than 20 minutes, he earned 500 million, 25 million a minute. Li Sheng, the richest man in China, has to bow down in front of him. The sour smell in Shen Zhi'an's words could be smelled even from two miles away.

The little brother who was helping Gu Yuansian get a haircut shook his hand unconsciously.

Shen Zhi'an They know that this kind of boss who is worth hundreds of millions of dollars is impossible to talk about, since he said that Gu Yuanxi is worth hundreds of millions, he is really worth hundreds of millions.

The young woman also seemed to know where Gu Yuansian was, with a jealous and hateful expression on her face, and asked along with his previous words: "It's just a haircut, why do you look like a fairy wind bone?"

Seeing her cooperate, Shen Zhixin was secretly happy, raised his hand and pulled down the bow tie, and said seriously: "People like us Master Gu who rely on language to eat must look good, otherwise how can we go out to swagger and deceive, no, it is a hanging pot to help the world." ”

"Giggle......" the young woman laughed at him.

Seeing that Gu Yuansian still didn't speak, Shen Zhian stretched his voice and asked, "Gu ~ big ~ teacher, did you say what I said right?"

Gu Yuansian was looking through the hairstyle book, and when he heard his words, he smiled and said, "Yes, what Mr. Shen said is too right." Following his words, he said to the chief hairstylist behind him: "You heard Mr. Shen's words, it must be the kind of person who looks fairy-like, otherwise I won't give money." ”

Shen Zhi'an's eyes rolled when he heard this, he had never seen such a thick-skinned person, who was scolded in front of him, and he actually had his face to climb up the pole.

For this kind of "faceless and skinless" person, Shen Zhian was a little short of words for a while, and he didn't know how to take it down.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Gu Yuan sighed and smiled, and said happily: "Mr. Shen, I see that your eyes are blank, Yintang is black, and I am afraid that there will be a sign of blood in the near future." You need to be careful when you go out lately, especially to avoid getting into a verbal argument with someone. ”

Shen Zhi'an's face darkened, and he stared at Gu Yuan in the mirror and said coldly, "What do you mean, threaten me?"

"Tut-tut, Mr. Shen, look at what you said, how can I threaten you? I'm purely out of concern! In addition, you see, there is a lot of public here, can you pay attention to the influence of your speech, but you are also a small public figure. ”

Seeing that several female customers in the store looked at him frequently, Shen Zhian did not refute it immediately. However, when he thought that the "Shen Yuan" worth hundreds of millions was deceived by Gu Yuansi, he couldn't swallow the evil breath in his heart.

Not knowing what he thought, Shen Zhi'an suddenly stood up, walked behind him and waved his hand at the hairstylist, signaling him to pause.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he glanced at Gu Yuan in the mirror, leaned closer and asked, "Master Gu, can I ask you something?"

"Well, just ask!"

"What kind of illness does my uncle have that makes him willing to transfer Shen Yuan to you?"

Gu Yuansi's eyes were full of smiles, "What do you say?"

"How do I know, this is not asking you~"

"Your Uncle Got ......"

In Shen Zhi'an's expectant eyes, Gu Yuan sighed "yes" for a while, and finally said slyly: "I won't tell you." ”

Shen Zhi'an almost choked to death with a mouthful of foam, staring at Gu Yuansian in the mirror and nodding repeatedly, meaning "You are good". Then he walked back to the rest area with a gloomy face.

Gu Yuan sighed with a smile on his face. Fighting with others is endlessly fun, and this is not false at all.

Recently, he has been fighting and killing, which makes him feel a little tired in his heart, and he suddenly finds that it is good to be like this now.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to the hairstylist, "Come, continue." ”

Seeing him sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, Shen Zhian was really angry.

His uncle had promised him that if the business he was in charge of could be taken to the next level, he would give Shen Yuan to him as his wedding gift.

But now, Shen Yuan has turned out, it's really empty, and he still looks at it with a blank eye!

"That old thing, the older you get, the more confused you become. ”

scolded with hatred in his heart, Shen Zhian thought about how to let him spit out Shen Yuan again. But looking at his appearance of not getting oil and salt, I'm afraid it's very difficult.

Just when he wanted to recruit, Gu Yuansi's hair had already been repaired.

After washing the broken hair, the hairstylist helped him blow a messy Qi bangs hairstyle. It doesn't look fashionable and exaggerated, but it is a little cute, which is very different from Gu Yuansi's previous temperament.

Seeing him looking left and right in the mirror, the hairstylist was a little apprehensive. He didn't know if this kind of young man, who is worth hundreds of millions, would like this kind of unstable hairstyle.

"Why don't I blow another one for you?"

"It's okay, it's good. ”

Washing, cutting and blowing, a set down 288, after paying with WeChat, he specially detoured to Shen Zhi'an, and said in a poor tone: "Mr. Shen, then I'll go first." I just moved in the past two days, and I haven't cleaned it up yet!Hey~ The house is big and annoying. ”

Seeing the mysterious smile on his face, Shen Zhi'an smiled and said, "Yes~ Why don't I ask my uncle to hire two more cleaners for you?"

"Ouch, that's great, I'm here to thank Mr. Shen in advance, and I'll invite you to tea when I turn around." He walked out the door.

After just taking two steps, he bent down and said, "Hey, whose wallet is this?"

Shen Zhi'an, who was behind him, subconsciously touched his jacket pocket, his wallet was gone, and then he looked at the brown wallet in Gu Yuansi's hand, wasn't it his!

"Hey, that's mine~"

Shen Zhi'an stood up and took two quick steps, and was about to come up, but he accidentally tripped over the high chair next to him, and fell down in a daze.

Gu Yuanxian was just a meter in front of him, and he could have caught him, but his outstretched hand retracted halfway through.

With a "bang", Shen Zhi'an pounced firmly on the milky white marble floor.

Gu Yuansian raised his hand to make a surrender, and said innocently to the guests in the store: "You see, it's none of my business, he fell down by himself." ”

When Shen Zhian covered the corners of his mouth and got up from the ground, he shrugged and said, "Don't look at me with that kind of look, I can't afford to support a big boss like you, what if you rely on me again?"

"You ......"

Put the wallet on the countertop next to him, raised his legs and walked outside, and as soon as he stepped out of the door with his front foot, Gu Yuansian stopped again.

Shen Zhian subconsciously took a step back, "You...... What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I just pinched my fingers, and your bloodlight plague hasn't been broken yet. ”

Looking at Gu Yuansi's back, the corners of Shen Zhi'an's bleeding mouth did not close for a long time......