The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Qiao Wen turned his head back clearly: "This gentleman, what's the matter?"

Guan Zhenbao came out by himself, and walked forward with a grin and said, "Thank you very much for ordering Bai Fangfang's song tonight, so that I can take a free ride to my ears."

Qiao Wen smiled and said, "I like Bai Fangfang's songs very much. Tonight is here to listen to her songs."

Guan Zhenbao immediately showed an expression of hatred when meeting each other, and excitedly held his hand and said, "My soulmate, brother, the guests who come to the Rose Palace are mostly for the queen of the song, Ye Weilan. The first time I met was the same as me. Especially for Bai Fangfang. Know how to appreciate! Have taste!"

Chen Canan, who was carrying a large half bottle of wine, fell on his hands holding Qiao Wen, frowned unhappy, stretched out his hand to force his hands apart, and said coldly: "Say talk, do it. What do the feet do?"

Guan Zhenbao deserves to be the seed of confusion who was defrauded of most of his wealth. He didn't see his hostility at all, and he smiled and said enthusiastically: "Since I am so fond of my little brother, it is still early, otherwise I will go to the other side together. Have a drink in an izakaya and make friends."

Qiao Wen raised his brows calmly, chuckled gently, and nodded: "Okay!"

Compared with the lively Rose Palace, this izakaya is much quieter, and only a few Japanese who live in other places are drinking small wine in silence.

Three people asked for a box.

Although Guan Zhenbao has been confused for more than 20 years, he has an enthusiastic temper. He took the initiative to pour a glass of sake for two new friends. After introducing their names to each other, he began to talk endlessly about how beautiful Bai Fangfang’s singing voice is. How vulgar the world does not understand appreciation.

Qiao Wen nodded very cooperatively, inserting a sentence from time to time to satisfy his desire to talk that no one understood.

At the end, Guan Zhenbao sighed heavily: "When I get the money to sell the land, I must ask her to open a special show and give her a new record."

Qiao Wen said: "Master Guan has any land to sell?"

Guan Zhenbao scratched his head unkindly, but he was quite honest and honest: "Ashamed, although others call me Young Master Guan, I am a young master who is really not decent. I have neither the ability to make money nor the skills. By my side, fortunately, my father and mother left some of my property before they passed away. These years, I have been living by changing the property from the seller, so that I won't be destitute."

Qiao Wen pretended to think of something, and said: "When Master Guan said this, I remembered one thing, did you sell a six-story building in Kwun Tong the year before last."

Guan Zhenbao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes."

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "The Young Master Guan is really too modest. That building alone is worth more than three million yuan. It's not a trivial matter for Miss Bai Fangfang to book a room."

Guan Zhenbao waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, no, it was spread from the outside. The building was built during the Republic of China for more than 30 years. It was worthless and sold for more than one million. These two. The year is almost spent, otherwise there is no need to sell land."

Qiao Wen pretended to be surprised and said: "How is it possible? Boss Zhang who bought your building is a distant relative of me. I have seen his contract, and it really cost more than three million at the time." After speaking, he tentatively said, "Master Guan. , You’re not being cheated by the real estate agent, are you?"

Guan Zhenbao is indeed a confused seed. When it comes to this, he has no doubts at all, only smiles: "Impossible, these things are handled by my housekeeper, and the contract has been handed over to me. At that time, many people were there. It’s not bad to sell real estate for more than one million."

"Is that so?" Qiao Wen deliberately pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's not right. At that time, my distant relative went to the bank to borrow money. Although it has been more than a year, it has more than one million issues. I think it is related. It’s better for Master to figure it out. I will call you Boss Zhang, and you will call and ask in person. Anyway, it won’t be troublesome."

He took out a card that had been forwarded and handed it to him.

Guan Zhenbao took it casually, nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, I will ask tomorrow."

Qiao Wen smiled again and said: "By the way, Master Guan said that he wants to sell the land. What kind of land is it? How much is the price?"

Guan Zhenbao said: "A piece of 20 acres of land, on the hillside near Qingshui Bay, is not very good. Uncle Wang, my butler, has inquired into the market and it should be able to sell for more than 700,000 yuan. If it is a feeling of brother Joe Interest, I will ask Uncle Wang to take you to see. We are so in love with each other, and the price is easy to say."

Qiao Wen was not surprised when he heard the price he broke. After all, a house of more than three million yuan could be eaten up to half of the money. It can be seen that this is really a bewildered hand-off shopkeeper. It is estimated that Uncle Wang will get him out of it. The fake contract was fooled, he wouldn't even look at it, so the old housekeeper was so unscrupulous as a moth.

The owner's family property is almost empty.

He nodded and smiled, "That would be great, Master Guan leave a phone call for me, so that I can contact you in the future."

Compared to his calmness, Chen Canan couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock. He also saw that Guan Zhenbao was really a bit of a treasure, and he hadn't been deceived so that there were no pants left, all because of the wealth of his family. . But if this goes on, it is estimated that it will be almost the same.

He almost looks at people with sympathy.

Originally, his attitude had always been cold, but at this moment it suddenly became soft, Guan Zhenbao actually felt it, but he didn't realize that the other party was sympathizing with him, and thought he was showing good, so he took out two of his own phone cards and handed them to the two. Ren, showing a big sincere smile, said: "Oh, I really fell in love with the two of you. If you are free tomorrow, you might as well come to my house for a cup of tea and listen to Bai Fangfang's record together."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Okay."

The sake of this izakaya is naturally the bill paid by Qiao Wen. Guan Zhenbao was always the one who paid the bill when he was away from home. It was rare to be invited back to the customer. Although it didn't cost much, he was very happy in his heart.

When I got into the taxi, I almost waved goodbye happily.

After waiting for others to leave, Chen Jianan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but said, "I think this young master Guan is really a fool!"

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "In fact, it may not be really confused, maybe just pretending to be confused."

Chen Jianan didn't know why: "What do you mean?"

Qiao Wen shook his head and sighed: "It's just that life has its own sufferings. Some people may have to pretend to be confused to survive."

Chen Jianan still didn't understand, so she turned to say, "Are we really going to Guan Young Master's house tomorrow? Why don't you just tell him the steward to cheat him?"

Qiao Wen said: "He has known the butler for many years when he grows up. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a relative. How long have we known him? Do you think he will believe it?"

"That's true." Chen Jianan sighed, "This young master has no father or mother, and the most trusted butler is so pitted on him, thinking that it is actually quite pitiful."

At first, Qiao Wen just wanted to get that piece of land cheaper, not really wanting to be nosy, but after seeing this Guan Zhenbao, he found that the other party was a little different from what he had expected.

He didn't know how to accurately describe it for a while, and probably could only use the word pity like Chen Jianan. It's not that he is being deceived, but that he may be deceived, but he still chooses to be deceived.

The next afternoon, Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan arrived at Guan Zhenbao's home as agreed in advance.

Guan's house is an old-fashioned garden house. It is not too big and the location is not superior. It can be seen that this house is not the home of Guan's heyday.

Guan Zhenbao personally opened the door.

Qiao Wen looked inside the room, only to see a maid in white clothes and black trousers, and asked casually, "Is your housekeeper?"

Guan Zhenbao said enthusiastically: "Uncle Wang is out to do errands, come, go to the study room upstairs and talk slowly."

Although the decoration of this house is far from luxurious, it is really a mansion for the two slums, especially Chen Canan, who has not seen the world very much, suddenly showed envy, and will be right last night. Guan Shuzhu's sympathy was completely put away.

Such a stupid guy can still live in such a good house, and it doesn't hurt to be deceived more.

Qiao Wen didn't know his hatred of the rich, so he focused on following Guan Zhenbao to the study. After entering, he saw a room of books, unavoidably showing envy, and said with a smile: "It seems that Young Master Guan is a scholar! Disrespectful and disrespectful."

Guan Zhenbao also laughed: "It is better to study at home than to go out to spend money, otherwise you will always be cheated."

Chen Jianan pulled the corner of his mouth and said to his heart that you still know that you were deceived.

Guan Zhenbao said again: "Just call me by name, don't call me Master, I also call you Awen Anan."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Okay, true treasure." He flipped through a book spread out on the table, it was a play by Wilde, and it was marked with a lot of pens, showing the books in this room, and Not for arty decoration. Guan Zhenbao is a true scholar.

His eyes fell on two pieces of paper inadvertently. There were a few lines of drama fragments on them. The handwriting was unexpectedly elegant and handsome. He casually asked: "Trembo, do you create the drama yourself?"

Guan Zhenbao, who was loading vinyl records on the phonograph when he heard the words, turned his head and walked over quickly, grabbed the two pieces of paper on the table and stuffed it into the drawer indiscriminately, saying with a little shame: "Writing casually, you can't go on the table."

His expression was not humble, but he was really ashamed to do this.

However, Qiao Wen didn't think so. At least the few lines that he had just glimpsed were enough to show that this young master was a talented person.

He didn't worry about it anymore, and just asked casually: "What books do you usually like to read?"

Guan Zhenbao: "Shakespeare and Wilde also like to read ancient knight scripts." He said and smiled, "I admire those heroes who are not afraid of being afraid of being a chivalrous man."

Chen Canan said: "Hey, I like it too, but I don't like reading books, I just listen to people telling them."

Guan Zhenbao: "I like storytelling too." He beckoned and said, "Don't stand up, sit down, the servant will prepare tea, and it will be delivered in a while."

Chen Canan sat down on the fabric sofa, looked around at the wall of books, and said with a curled lips: "To face so many books every day, it's weird that you don't lose when you play cards."

Qiao Wen: "..."

In Zhang Jiaming's information, it was indeed written that Guan Zhenbao would lose every gambling, but fortunately he was just a small gambling.

He sat down, looked at Guan Zhenbao, and asked casually, "By the way, did you call Boss Zhang?"

Guan Zhenbao was taken aback for a moment, a trace of uncomfortable flashes across his face, and then immediately recovered his calm expression: "It's not yet, I will play back. I will play Bai Fangfang's record."

Qiao Wen looked at his desire to cover up, and knew what he was thinking last night. He didn't press him again immediately, and began to admire Bai Fangfang's beautiful singing voice with him in a face-saving manner.

After listening to the three songs, the servant delivered a snack.

Guan Zhenbao stopped the music and sat on the sofa to greet the two of them: "Eat, try the craftsmanship of my domestic helper."

In view of the fact that there is a young owner of a teahouse, Qiao Wen has been fed too many delicious dim sum by Lin Zihui, Guan's refreshment is not so good. He ate a few symbolically, and then whispered: "Zhenbao, you said that you were always cheated before, and we are quite congenial. In the future, we will be friends. I don't want to see you cheated again."

Guan Zhenbao waved his hand indifferently: "In fact, it's not a big deal. They all say that suffering is a blessing."

Qiao Wen smiled and said nonchalantly: "Is it a blessing to be deceived by the closest person?"

Guan Zhenbao was taken aback for a moment, a look of fear appeared on his face.

Chen Jianan doesn’t have the patience of Qiao Wen. At this moment, he simply picks up Qiao Wen’s words and is straight to the point: "Young Master, do you know who you were deceived the most? It’s the old butler of your family. If you don’t believe it, please You used to take out the contracts for the sale of houses and land, and check them carefully to see if these contracts are true or not. Is the money sold and the money you received the same?"

Guan Zhenbao's face became a little ugly, and he wanted to stop them from speaking, but his personality flaw made him afraid to do it.

Qiao Wenrou said: "You actually know it too, don't you? You just don't dare to face it. But Zhenbao, you can't always escape reality as a human being."

Guan Zhenbao buried his face in the palms of his hands and collapsed and said, "Stop talking, why are you telling me this? Isn't it good to keep me in the dark? Why even the last layer of self-deceiving window paper Puncture. I'm just such a relative, what do you ask me to do later?"

Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan looked at each other, and both sighed slightly.

"True treasure," Qiao Wen stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "To be honest, I saw your housekeeper once. He offered 1.2 million for that piece of land, which is double the price you said. The contract he gave you was just a fake contract worth 700,000 yuan. The son he drove was wearing a Patek Philippe worth tens of thousands of dollars. You treat him as a relative, but maybe he just treats you as a stupid young master who can be fooled. ."

Guan Zhenbao finally couldn't help sobbing, and choked up: "My parents are gone, they don’t know anything. Someone came to make friends with me. I’m very happy, because someone plays with me, I’m not alone anymore. , But they were just to coax my money. I got married and married my wife, and she was kind to her, but she was just to ask for my money, and then elope with others. Now, you have broken my last support , What should I do in the future?"

Qiao Wen said: "Zhenbao, you are too arrogant. You read so many books, you write so beautifully, and you can write articles and dramas. Why don't you know anything? If you don't believe me, you should submit what you wrote. , The custody can be published."

In fact, Qiao Wen saw the information given by Zhang Jiaming, saying that Guan Zhenbao didn’t gamble too much, drank some alcohol but didn’t take drugs, and the girl who held the song was the tepid Bai Fangfang of the Rose Palace. He probably guessed this person. , Not the rumored prodigal son.

Today, when I entered his study, I was even more sure that this is just a poor man who has low self-esteem and insecurities because of his parents' early death, as well as a flattering personality.

Said that Guan Zhenbao didn't gamble too much, drinks some wine but doesn't take drugs, and the tepid Bai Fangfang of the Rose Palace was the one holding the singer. He probably guessed that this person is not the rumored daddy prodigal.

Today, when I entered his study, I was even more sure that this is just a poor man who has low self-esteem and insecurities because of his parents' early death, as well as a flattering personality.