Super Soldier King Chapter 836: Betting on contracts

New York is said to be a haven for the rich and a **** for the poor. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable) Kyoto is not it? Since a generation of great men laid a circle with one finger in the South China Sea, they bluntly said that the theory that white cats and black cats catch mice is a good cat has set off a wave of reform and opening up, which has not only attracted a wave of economic development, but also The serious erosion of the capitalist money worship idea.

Kyoto, three thousand years of history, eight hundred years of imperial capital. The rolling wheels of history crushed the glory of the Yuan Dynasty and the decay of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, leaving only the tortuous marks that sigh and sigh for future generations. In this city, the gap between rich and poor is so great that Shengdou Xiaomin has no struggle. The rich can enjoy the emperor-like treatment of the drunkards, while the poor can only keep busy for a day's livelihood.

Since sitting in this luxurious Porsche sports car, Ye Qian does not have any sense of superiority. In fact, for Ye Qian, money is just a cage in disguise, which can bury human conscience and feelings. He came from a hardship and knew how difficult life is. Ye Qian didn't speak, but just looked at the front quietly, still thinking about where the sacred man beside him was.

The demon boy did not speak, but there was a smile on his lips. Someone told him that Ye Qian is a difficult person to deal with, and he doesn't believe it. Because the performance of Ye Qian just seems to be very arrogant, but in his opinion, this is a foolish performance, because he was only slightly stimulated, he was actually fooled.

It was only two miles away, but the Porsche sports car took a full ten minutes to stop at the door of a bar. "How is it here?" The demon male looked at Ye Qian and asked. Of course not asking about Decorations and style here.

"It doesn't matter!" Ye Qian said lightly.

The fascinating man smiled slightly and walked towards the bar. Ye Qian followed him, looking a bit outdated, it was a stark contrast. This man, no matter from which aspect he appreciates, is definitely an object that can allow those money-laden women to squeeze their heads and want to stutter; and the Ye Qian's out-of-date dress is obviously so rustic around him. However, Ye Qian doesn't care about this. What he needs is not the envy and jealousy of others, he only does what he feels comfortable.

There are not many people in the bar, which may be the reason for not reaching the point. On the stage of the bar, there is a Girl singing songs, accompanied by drummers and guitarists. I think it should be the resident singer of the bar. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable) In Kyoto, there is no shortage of these, those who want to develop into the film and television entertainment industry are numerous. However, among the big currents of the north drift, how many can really be red and purple? Many, drowned in this city, some gave up their ideals and ambitions and left here; others, still sticking to their dreams, but betrayed their personalities.

Aside, there are two tables where young children like junior high school students are talking, and the noise makes the bar seem a little more angry. When passing by them, Ye Qian listened intently. These students were talking about political news, and they couldn't help smiling slightly. Perhaps this is a disadvantage of people in Kyoto, regardless of age, sex, and age.

Sitting on the seat next to her, the flamboyant man didn’t ask Ye Qian the meaning, he directly ordered a large beer and a few fruit plates. The high-spirited momentum is beyond words.

Ye Qian didn't speak, just drinking wine quietly, listening to the song, didn't ask who the demon was, nor why he knew himself, as if everything had nothing to do with himself.

"Don't you want to know who I am?" Finally, the flamboyant man couldn't bear it and said.

Ye Qian smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Since you are looking for me, you should be able to say it without me asking. If you don’t say it, it’s also a white question, why bother? ."

The fascinating male was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a little unpredictable, and it didn’t seem to be as bad as he thought. "Under Qin Yu," the demon said.

"Qin Yu?" Ye Qian murmured a word and thought back carefully, he really did not have any impression. "It seems to be the protagonist in a novel."

"That's fictitious, and I'm real." Qin Yu said, "You don't want to know how I met you? Is there anything to do with you?"

"Is these important?" Ye Qian said lightly.

Qin Yu stunned slightly, and smiled indifferently, said: "It is worthy of being a son of Ye Zhengran, and it really has the style of your father. I can tell you that I am here to kill you today."

"Is it?" Ye Qian said calmly, "What about now?"

"Now I give up this plan, I want to make a friend with you." Qin Yu said.

Ye Qian smiled lightly, paused slightly, and said, "Can I think this is my honor?"

"Oh!" Qin Yu smiled slightly, indifferent expression. In this piece of land in Kyoto, he can be regarded as a character, whether it is the strength of his family or his own strength. Not all the official second generation and the rich second generation are sloppy waste, at least, Qin Yu is not. Ye Qian's breeze is light, but Qin Yu feels his unfathomable. At the time of Yunyan Gate, Qin Yu once hid outside the door of Ye Qian to observe him, but was easily discovered by Ye Qian, which is enough to prove that Ye Qian is an opponent, an opponent that is difficult to deal with.

Ye Qian slowly sipped the beer in the glass, bit by bit, as if tasting high-grade tea, and tasted the faint aroma of wine. On the stage, the female singer was still singing in Yingyingyanyan, revealing a little confusion, a little firmness, a little melancholy in her eyes. Ye Qian can feel that she has many stories.

Who does not have a few stories about people living in this city? However, the stories of ordinary people are just drowned in this noisy city.

"If one day, you and I see each other again, we are no longer in the past; for dreams, love, lost innocent smile; we are all wandering on the edge of this city. If one day, time can change , I only hope that we will be together forever; with you, there will be dreams, retaining the truest self; we are no longer lost, the hustle and bustle of this city..."

A song that sings the endless sentimentality of many north drifters. Ye Qian also seems to be in the outlined picture. In fact, whether it is north drift or south drift, in fact, as a guest drifting in a foreign land, there are many hesitations and helplessness. Ye Qian was also far away from his hometown, ignoring ridicule and silence for his livelihood and dreams. A song by a female singer seems to lead Ye Qian back to the past, back to the time when she was the most unsatisfactory, and returned to the life where she was looked down upon on the street like a dog.

However, Ye Qian is based on one of its own persistence, a strong one, survived, and the more the taste of living. Today, no one can stand on Ye Qian's head and laugh at him. Ye Qian can also be seen, the female singer goddess also has such a copy of persistence.

After singing a song, the female singer's eyes unconsciously drifted towards Ye Qian. She has been in the bar for so long, and it is considered to have seen all kinds of people. She can see that Ye Qian's eyes are as pure as water, and there is nothing and possession when looking at herself. It may be that with this look, the female singer nodded slightly at Ye Qian.

Ye Qian smiled lightly, lifted the glass, tapped it slightly, and then took a sip gently. Everything is naturally included in the eyes of Qin Yu on the side. With a slight smile, Qin Yu said: "Why? Fancy this girl? But it's just a resident singer in the bar. As long as Brother Ye likes it, even the big star I can still get it for you."

With a faint smile, Ye Qian said: "In this world, not everything can be bought with money."

"Really? But in my opinion, there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought by money. Fame and fortune love, as long as you have money, it will come in." Qin Yu said.

"We make a bet, I said you can't conquer this female singer with money, can you believe it?" Ye Qian said. He is not betting for betting, he has his own ideas, he wants to see ~ IndoMTL.com ~ whether this female singer can still keep the part of persistence in the entertainment circle full of dirt.

"Okay." Qin Yu said, "If I lose, you can let me do anything. But if you lose, you must promise me one thing. As for what matters, I will talk about it later, but no matter what Whatever you have to do for me. Dare you gamble?"

"No problem." Ye Qian said indifferently. Ye Qian is from the grass roots. The most disgusted is Qin Yu, who thinks that he can buy all the things in the world with his own money. Regardless of what the female singer would do, he was willing to gamble this time, not for anything else, but for the strength of his heart.

Qin Yu is full of confidence and has been in Kyoto for so many years. What kind of person has he never seen? Those who kept saying that they would never bow down to wait for the nobles and powers, in the end, not all fell under the money. Especially for those who are eager to enter the entertainment industry, if there is no power, the only way is to betray themselves, sell everything they can sell, including, including dignity.

He beckoned and called waiter. Qin Yu said, "Go, call the female singer." As he said, he took two Red Bulls out of his pocket and dumped on time.

waiter hurriedly took it, nodded again and again, and turned away.