debt of favor
Wei Yan's phone vibrated, and it made a very strange ringtone.
Shi Yan looked up and Wei Yan said, "I'm coming," and then pulled Shi Yan upstairs.
The figure that flashed by in the surveillance camera upstairs made the two people very excited.
"Is it Guan Feng?"
Wei Yan's fingers moved quickly on the keyboard, and finally a photo popped up and was enlarged.
It's a strange face.
The two people looked at each other.
The next second, Shi Yan grabbed her bag and threw the car keys to Wei Yan, "Hold on tight."
Not everyone knows about that old bridal shop.
The suit the man was wearing was custom-made. Shi Yan had worked part-time in this shop before.
The suit jacket alone costs over 100,000 yuan.
This man is no ordinary person either.
They were not far from the entrance of the alley. Wei Yan stopped the car on the side of the road and the two of them slowly walked in.
The old and heavy red door is spotless. Although this is a demolition site, the old man’s wedding shop seems like a paradise.
Shi Yan coughed and turned back to tidy up Wei Yan's clothes.
"Sister, what reason should we give this time?"
Shi Yan frowned. They couldn’t say they were here to look for someone.
Shi Yan hugged Wei Yan's arm. Wei Yan's eyes blinked wildly and his ears turned red.
"sister."
"How about this, we pretend to be a couple and say you and I are getting married soon. I must have the Xiuhe made by him personally."
"Because I'm a big fan of the old man."
This old man is a craftsman and has many fans on Weibo.
After the two men were ready, they knocked on the door and went in. Wei Yan stood aside without saying a word, his body tense and stiff.
Shi Yan thought he was nervous and patted his shoulder gently, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal."
"Oh, okay."
Shi Yan's hand fell on his wrist. His breathing gradually became unstable. He calmed himself down for a while before the two of them pushed open the door and went in.
Shi Yan told Wei Yan in advance that he must keep an eye on the place and see where that person is.
The room was not big, and Shi Yan looked around but did not see the man in the surveillance video.
Could it be that they are late?
"You must be Miss Shi Yan."
Shi Yan was flattered and took the initiative to extend her hand to greet the old man, "You, you still remember me."
The old man smiled kindly, "How could I not remember? You've been to our store."
Shi Yan greeted respectfully, "Mr. Li, I am your loyal fan."
Mr. Li looked at Shi Yan and smiled.
"Ms. Shi Yan, I wonder if you are interested in being my model."
Shi Yan was stunned.
The store is divided into a main hall and an exhibition hall. The exhibition hall mainly displays Mr. Li’s works, while the main hall is specifically for entertaining people.
Shi Yan could also see the other side of the transparent glass, where everyone was queuing up to choose clothes.
This pie-in-the-sky thing made Shi Yan slightly stunned.
"Mr. Li, is what you said true or false?"
Mr. Li was wearing a dark grey sweater and trousers. He looked simple and clean, with clear and innocent eyes.
A face like his would have charmed many young girls when he was young.
Shi Yan sighed that it was her honor.
Mr. Li smiled faintly, "It's not your honor. To be honest, when you came for the first time, I knew we would have a second meeting."
"Your face fits the image of our store very well."
"Miss Shi Yan, I would be honored if I could help with your wedding in the future."
Shi Yan bowed repeatedly. How could she be so worthy as to be able to impress such a powerful figure?
Mr. Li waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite, Miss Shi Yan. We met a long time ago."
Assistant Li asked him to receive the guests.
He didn't say anything else, asked Shi Yan to wait for a moment and then left.
Shi Yan sat on a chair drinking water. Had they met before? But Shi Yan had no impression of Mr. Li's face at all.
Logically speaking, she should remember someone like Mr. Li.
"sister."
Wei Yan pulled out the chair opposite her and shook his head slowly.
That man is not here.
Shi Yan was unwilling to make a wasted trip, so she looked up at Wei Yan and asked, "Are there any other rooms?"
Wei Yan stood up and moved over, "There is a member's room."
Shi Yan slowly raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's wait here until Mr. Li comes over. We also want to apply for membership."
Wei Yan swallowed nervously.
His sister must be joking. What kind of place is this? Mr. Li is an intangible cultural heritage, and his hands are priceless.
Those who can afford to become members here are either rich or noble.
His sister thought it was like applying for a card in a supermarket, where the more you top up, the more you get.
Wei Yan was worried about Shi Yan.
"Shi Yan."
Shi Yan heard someone calling her, and she looked in the direction of the voice and saw Guan Feng not far away.
Her eyes were calm and clear.
Guan Feng was wearing a dark gray coat. He was tall, and the coat made him look very imposing.
When Shi Yan saw Guan Feng, she subconsciously thought of Song Yuchen.
Song Yuchen and Guan Feng are completely different people. Song Yuchen is cold and condescending, ignoring everyone equally.
If Shi Yan didn't have Grandma Song, she would probably never have any intersection with someone like Song Yuchen in her life.
Guan Feng was calm and composed.
He is the type of reliable man that all his aunts and uncles would be satisfied with.
Shi Yan thought, no wonder Ouyang Shen was willing to let Guan Feng inherit the family business.
"Boss Guan."
Shi Yan stood up, cold and distant.
Guan Feng stared at her for a while, "Can we talk?"
"Boss Guan, I'm still waiting for Mr. Li. If you have anything to say, just talk here."
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