Chapter 836: Betting

It is said that New York is a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor. Why not Kyoto? Ever since a generation of great men drew a circle with their fingers in the South China Sea, and bluntly stated that no matter whether it is a white cat or a black cat, it is a good cat if it catches mice. The serious erosion of capitalism's money worship ideology.

Kyoto, 3,000 years of history, 800 years of imperial capital. The wheels of history rolled and crushed the glory of the Yuan Dynasty and the decay of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, leaving only twists and turns that make future generations sigh and sigh. In this city, the gap between the rich and the poor is so large that ordinary people have no strength to struggle. The rich can enjoy the imperial treatment of luxury and luxury, while the poor can only rush around for a day's livelihood.

Sitting in this luxurious Porsche sports car, Ye Qian does not have any sense of superiority. In fact, to Ye Qian, money is just a cage in disguise, which can bury people's conscience and feelings. He was born in hardship and knew how difficult life was. Ye Qian didn't speak, but just looked at the front quietly, still thinking about who this seductive man beside him is.

The coquettish man didn't speak either, but there was a half-smile expression on the corner of his mouth. Someone told him that Ye Qian was a difficult person to deal with, but he didn't believe it. Because Ye Qian's performance just now seemed to be very arrogant, but in his opinion, it was a kind of foolish performance, because he was only slightly stimulated, and he was actually fooled.

However, it was only two miles away, and it took a full ten minutes for the Porsche sports car to stop at the entrance of a bar. "How is it here?" The coquettish man glanced at Ye Qian and asked. Of course it's not about the decoration and style here.

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

The coquettish man smiled slightly and walked towards the bar. Ye Qian followed him, looking a bit out of place, it was a stark contrast. This man, no matter from which aspect he appreciates, is definitely an object that can make those gold diggers squeeze their heads and want to curry favor; Ye Qian's unfashionable attire is obviously so rustic beside him. However, Ye Qian doesn't care about these, what he needs is not the envy and jealousy of others towards him, he only does what he feels comfortable with.

There are not many people in the bar, which may be the reason why it hasn't arrived yet. On the stage of the bar, a girl was singing, accompanied by a drummer and a guitarist, presumably it should be the resident singer of the bar. In Kyoto, these are the most indispensable things. There are countless people who want to develop in the film and television entertainment industry. However, among the big currents of the North Drift, how many of them can really turn red and purple? Many were submerged in this city, some gave up their ideals and ambitions and left here; some still insisted on their dreams, but betrayed their personality.

On the side, there were two tables of young children who looked like junior high school students talking loudly, and the loud noise made the bar seem a little more angry. When passing by them, Ye Qian listened intently, these students were talking about political news, he could not help but smile. Perhaps this is the malady of the people of Kyoto, no matter men, women or children, they always seem to be inseparable from this topic.

Sitting down on the side seat, the coquettish man didn't ask Ye Qian what he meant, and ordered a large beer and a few fruit plates. That lofty aura is beyond words.

Ye Qian didn't speak, just drank wine quietly, listened to the song, didn't ask who the coquettish man was, and didn't ask him why he knew him, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Don't you want to know who I am?" Finally, the coquettish man couldn't hold back and said.

Ye Qian smiled lightly, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Since you are looking for me, you should be able to tell me without me asking. If you don't tell me, it's useless for me to ask, so why bother."

The coquettish man was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a bit unpredictable, and it seemed that he was not as bad as he imagined. "I'm Qin Yu." The coquettish man said.

"Qin Yu?" Ye Qian murmured, thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have any impression. "Looks like the main character in a novel."

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

"Are these important?" Ye Qian said lightly.

Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, smiled calmly, and said, "As expected of Ye Zhengran's son, he really has the demeanor of your father. I can tell you that today I am here to kill you."

"Really?" Ye Qian said calmly, "What about now?"

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

Ye Qian smiled lightly, paused slightly, and said, "Then can I consider it my honor?"

"Heh!" Qin Yu smiled slightly, noncommittal. In the land of Kyoto, he, Qin Yu, could be regarded as a figure, whether it was his family's strength or his personal strength. Not all the second-generation rich men are dandy waste, at least, Qin Yu is not. Ye Qian's calm demeanor made Qin Yu feel that he was unfathomable. When he was in Yunyanmen, Qin Yu hid outside Ye Qian's door to observe him, but he was easily discovered by Ye Qian. This is enough to prove that Ye Qian is an opponent, a very difficult opponent.

Ye Qian slowly sipped the beer in the wine glass, taking one sip, as if he was tasting high-grade tea leaves, savoring the faint aroma of the wine. On the stage, the female singer was still singing Yingying Yanyan, with a little confusion, a little firmness, and a little melancholy in her eyes. Ye Qian could feel that there were many stories about her.

Who doesn't have a few stories about people living in this city? It's just that the stories of ordinary people are just submerged in the hustle and bustle of the city.

"If one day, you and I meet again, we are no longer the same as before; for the sake of dreams, we let go of our love and lose our innocent smile; we are all wandering on the edge of this city. If one day, time can change, I only wish We will be together forever; with you, there will be dreams, keep the truest self; we will no longer get lost, the hustle and bustle of this city..."

The song "If" sang the endless sentimentality of many North Drifters. Ye Qian also seems to be in the outlined picture, in fact, no matter whether he is drifting north or drifting south, as a guest wandering in a foreign land, he has a lot of hesitation and helplessness. Ye Qian also once stayed 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 he was most unhappy, back to the life when he was looked down upon like a dog on the street.

However, Ye Qian survived by relying on his own persistence and strong desire, and his life became more and more enjoyable. Today, no one can stand on Ye Qian's head and laugh at him. Ye Qian could also see that there was such an obsession in the eyes of the songstress.

After singing the song, the female singer's eyes drifted towards Ye Qian unconsciously. She has been in the bar for so long, and she has seen all kinds of people. She can see that Ye Qian's eyes are as pure as water, and there is no desire or possession when looking at her. Maybe because of this gaze, the female singer nodded slightly to Ye Qian.

Ye Qian smiled lightly, raised his cup, nodded slightly, and then took a sip. Everything was naturally clearly captured by Qin Yu who was standing beside him. Smiling slightly, Qin Yu said, "What? Did you fancy this girl? It's just a resident singer in a bar. As long as Brother Ye likes it, I can get you even a big star."

With a slight 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 money can't buy. Fame, wealth, status and love, as long as you have money, they will come rushing in." Qin Yu said.

"Let's make a bet, I said you can't conquer this female singer with money, do you believe me?" Ye Qian said. He didn't bet for the sake of betting, he had his own ideas, he wanted to see if this female singer could still maintain her own persistence in the entertainment industry full of filth.

"Okay." Qin Yu said, "If I lose, you can ask me to do anything. But if you lose, you must promise me one thing. As for what it is, we will talk about it later, but no matter what it is, You have to do it for me. Do you dare to bet?"

"No problem." Ye Qian said calmly. Ye Qian came from a grassroots background, and what he hates the most is Qin Yu's arrogance, who thinks that he can buy everything in the world with his own money. No matter what the female singer would do, he was willing to gamble this time, not for anything else, just for the integrity in his heart.

Qin Yu is full of confidence. He has been wandering in the capital for so many years. What kind of person has he not seen? Those people who kept saying that they would never bend down to serve the rich and powerful, didn't they all bow down to money in the end. Especially for those who want to be in the entertainment industry, if they have no influence, the only way is to sell themselves, sell everything that can be sold, including their bodies, including their dignity.

He beckoned and called the waiter, Qin Yu said: "Go, call that female singer." As he spoke, he took out two Red Bulls from his pocket and threw them over.

The waiter hurriedly caught it, nodded repeatedly, and turned to leave.