Chen Tian never expected this when he first arrived in Donghai.

But Tang Siqi helped her, even if it was a trivial matter in her eyes, she couldn't bear to watch her die in front of her.

Shootings, people died, and they happened in places where there were so many people at the railway station.

Chen Tian knew that the police would definitely arrive soon.

He didn't want to have any connection with the Tang family, nor did he want to be entangled by the police as soon as he arrived in the East China Sea.

It was getting late, so Chen Tian found a hotel to stay in.

The next day was Sunday. Chen Tian knew that he might not be able to find Luo Jing when he went to Donghai University. He would rather visit someone first, otherwise he would definitely be blamed.

Zeyuan.

If Tang Shihao's home is a deterrent existence, Zeyuan is a legend that is admired. It is famous for its ancient and tranquil color and beautiful environment. The exquisite architecture of the gardens inside is no less than that of the famous Sushi Gardens at home and abroad.

More importantly, the Qiao family, the most prominent clan in the south, lives here.

The Qiao family in Jiangnan has produced many talents since the Ming and Qing dynasties, with a rich background, and has many leaders in various industries. It is a typical scholarly family.

Zeyuan has extremely high security requirements and high requirements for physical fitness and personal image. All of this reflects the country's emphasis on intellectuals. Besides, the Qiao family is not a simple intellectual, but a typical pillar family. It is not an exaggeration to enjoy such treatment.

An Audi A6L drove over, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a bright and shiny head got out of the car, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and walked straight to the guard booth.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" asked the young security guard in uniform politely.

"Brother, I'll look for Mr. Qiao. Please accept this box of Jin Junmei. Please trouble you..." The middle-aged man held a box of Jin Junmei in his hand, and his face was filled with smiles, but before he could speak halfway, the young security guard had already walked out.

"Sir, who do you want to ask? I'm sorry, you can't just go in here."

Chen Tian was about to walk in but was stopped by the young security guard.

"I'll look for Qiao Zehan."

Qiao...Zehan? The security guard was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't expect that someone would call Qiao Zehan's name directly.

"You can call Mr. Qiao's name?" The middle-aged man was displeased because Chen Tian interrupted the "deal" between him and the security guard. At this time, he was even more angry when he heard Chen Tian call Qiao Zehan's name.

Even in my dream, I dare not call this.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Chen Tian frowned, "Why can't I scream?"

The middle-aged man sneered, "It's so delusional that you still want to see Mr. Qiao if you are like this."

What Chen Tian didn't know was that there were too many people who wanted to see Qiao Zehan, and it was too difficult to meet him. Even many people who were so scary about him were not so easy to see. First, Qiao Zehan was busy with academic activities, and second, if he had a little time, he had to sit down and concentrate on his studies, and he would not meet guests at all.

However, it is precisely because of this spirit and family tradition that this family can last for so many years and become the number one prominent family in Jiangnan.

Chen Tian smiled indifferently and did not take the middle-aged man's words to heart.

"Two gentlemen, Mr. Qiao has already gone out just now. Please make an appointment with Mr. Qiao and come over again." Although the young security guard was polite, he knew it. Not to mention that this ordinary loser backpacker could not make an appointment, the middle-aged man with status and status would not have a chance.

It’s just that these thoughts cannot be expressed on the face.

"Go out? Oh, but this is also expected. Please help me make a call when Mr. Qiao is at home." The middle-aged man said and stuffed Jin Junmei and business card into the young security guard.

"Sorry, sir, I can't accept this." The young security guard felt distressed. If he could accept it, he would have made a fortune long ago. If he knew about it, his job would be out of stock.

The middle-aged man saw that it was not working, but he was reluctant to leave for a moment, so he had to stand aside and look at Chen Tian next to him.

After hearing the young security guard's words, Chen Tian frowned.

I just told Qiao Zehan, how could he go out?

"Are you waiting for Mr. Qiao here?" The middle-aged man looked up and down at Chen Tian, ​​who was wearing ordinary clothes, and didn't know what treasures Mr. Qiao had brought to him in his bag. He saw that there would be no valuable things like this.

I have already prepared Mr. Qiao’s favorite Tieguanyin.

"I'll wait for him here." Chen Tian said with a smile.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Do you think you can talk to him even if you wait for him?"

"Yes." Chen Tian looked confident.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a look of disdain. The young man was really ignorant of the sky, but his eyes widened the next moment.

"Xiaotian!"

I saw Qiao Zehan carrying the vegetables he had just bought, with his sleeves rolled up, and was sweating all over, and shouting at Chen Tian while walking.

The young security guard was also stunned.

Where did the gentle and elegant image of my usual experience go? When did the famous Qiao Zehan live like this? I have been here for five or six years. This is the first time I have seen Mr. Qiao buy vegetables.

"Uncle Qiao." Chen Tian didn't expect Qiao Zehan to go shopping for vegetables, so he hurriedly met him, "I'll help you get it."

"No, no, this is not heavy, it's a little dirty, don't mess with you." Qiao Zehan said and pushed Chen Tian away.

Not heavy? Your body is tilted, okay? Are you worried about staining this guy's clothes? How much does your clothes cost? This guy is ordinary and may be less valuable than your white shirt. Are you worried about staining his clothes?

Besides, just picking up a dish, is it that exaggerating?

Even your daughter has bought vegetables, so is it good?

The young security guard was confused again.

The middle-aged man next to him almost fell down. How could Qiao Zehan have such an attitude towards this person? Could it be that this is his son who has been separated for many years?

It's impossible.

"Mr. Qiao, I'll help you." The young security guard reacted and stepped forward diligently.

Qiao Zehan refused, "No, no, Xiaotian, let's go in quickly. Oh, I've delayed picking a few shrimps just now. You've been waiting for a long time."

Chen Tian shook his head with a wry smile, "Uncle Qiao, don't be so troublesome. I'll come here, but I didn't bring anything."

Qiao Zehan laughed: "This is the family. I don't like that kind of thing, only my own people are not polite."

Seeing Qiao Zehan anxiously pulling Chen Tian in and politely declined his help, the young security guard was speechless again. When he turned around, he saw that the middle-aged man was still standing there in a daze, but he had not stepped forward to speak.

"You just..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and returned to the car in frustration. Mr. Qiao didn't notice his existence at all just now. When he stepped forward, he would only waste his time like those shrimps.

I am awesome...

Who is this young man?

Thinking of his attitude just now, the middle-aged man felt more and more ups and downs.
Chapter completed!