Qian'an's home is not in the city, or even in a slightly remote countryside. Yi Muyang drove for a while to get there. It was a single-family villa, a magnificent European-style building, surrounded by various Flowers and grass, colorful.
He calmly observed the terrain around the villa. It was built against a mountain. There was a garden in front and a small forest behind. Behind the small forest was an endless mountain range from low to high. There were so many mountains that you couldn't see. The end.
If something happened to Qian'an, it would be difficult to find him if he hid in this deep mountain.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw two security-looking people coming over to give him directions and instruct him to park his car in a parking lot outside the villa. There were two Land Rovers parked side by side in the parking lot.
There was a lot of mud on the wheels of the two Land Rovers, and some of the mud was still dark like coking coal. Could it be Kelsang Liren? He calmed down and followed the person who led the way towards the villa.
The reflection of the glass of the villa door was like a mirror. He stood on the glass wall and took a look. His hair, which was still wet just now, was already a little dry, but because he was in a hurry to go out, he didn't take care of it, so his style was not handsome.
He sighed: "It's a pity. I should put some hairspray on it to fix it."
The boy who led the way looked back at him and looked at his hairstyle. It was a little messy, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all. Of course, it would be better if it wasn't so ugly.
When the glass door opens, the first thing you see when entering the lobby is a living room. Not to mention, Qian An has good taste. Although the whole villa is luxuriously decorated, it is not tacky. It is very generous and comfortable. Every object in the scene is carefully designed and very artistic.
Of course, Yi Muyang was not in the mood to watch now because he noticed that there were two men sitting opposite Qian An, with very different styles. One was tall and dark-skinned, and the other was a bit gentle, wearing a Chinese white shirt and playing with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, as if The old monk entered concentration.
Yi Muyang's first reaction was that these two people were probably Qian'an's right-hand men. One was Gesang Liren who was in charge of the mining company, and the other was Ji Apen who was in charge of the chess and card club.
What does it mean to call him out suddenly? Could it be that the phone call he made to Ding Zhi in the hotel was monitored?
Qian'an saw him and smiled.
: "Ah Yang is here, please sit down."
He did not introduce each other, stared at Yi Muyang for a while, and said:
"It seems you are very adaptable to life here."
There are no emotional fluctuations in this sentence. Just like his person, whether it is laughter or anger, they seem to be reactions due to the needs of the occasion. These emotions cannot be conveyed to his eyes, which are as always Somber and sharp.
The tall, dark-skinned man next to him glanced at Yi Muyang with a look of contempt on his face, probably because he didn't expect that the new partner Qian An mentioned was such a naughty boy.
The man in the Chinese-style white shirt looked at them with an amused smile, and the prayer beads in his hand were turning one by one very regularly. The beads were valuable Qinan agarwood, an antique item.
Seeing Yi Muyang looking at his Buddhist beads, Qian An said at the side
: "Lao Ji, Ah Yang likes your Buddhist beads, give him a bunch."
Laoji?
That should be Ji Apeng who manages chess and card games.
Lao Ji laughed again and handed the beads to Yi Muyang: "If you like it? Then I'll give it to you."