Interstellar Merchant

Chapter 1

March 2500, 1 AD.

Wednesday.

It was cold.

The Montreal Supreme Court was full of people, and the atmosphere was solemn.

In the middle of the seats surrounding the judgment platform, sat silently an extremely handsome young man.Like the serious-looking spectators around him, he was wearing a standard suit and shirt, his back was straight, and his dark eyes were staring straight at the trial platform.

The facial features of the young man are as delicate as those drawn by meticulous brushwork, with soft and delicate lines, and his eyes are like two deep black diamonds, occasionally shining with a little bit of starlight.The most conspicuous thing is that he has long black hair, but on him, he doesn't look feminine.

Although many people secretly ridiculed him for growing his hair like a woman, the young man still kept his hair as before.There is no way, one of Young Master Han's quirks is that he loves his hair very much, it is his lifeblood, and no one can move it.

The young man sat quietly, frowning slightly following the lawyer's testimony. Although it was just an ordinary demeanor, he exuded a touch of elegance when he did it, and people couldn't help but praise him in his heart.This is the result of Master Han Zhaoyan's strenuous demands on himself.

More than an hour has passed, and Han Zhaoyan sat among the crowd, silently looking at his dejected father on the trial platform.In the past, the highly respected business powerhouse in the city of Montreal is now like a lion who has suddenly entered old age, abandoned by his own group, and stands dismal on the trial platform to accept the people's pointing and pointing.

It is said to be due to counterfeiting.

Then both the father and the company were investigated, and what was even more unfortunate was that someone suddenly reported a series of crimes such as drug trafficking and bribery to the company, and then a large group of government officials were involved.This series of consecutive blows was fast and violent, completely caught off guard.When he came back to his senses, he was already in prison and couldn't get out.

Han Zhaoyan knew that his father had close contacts with government officials in order to expand the market, and some of the transactions were unknown.My father is indeed supernatural. In this incident, even the mayor of Montel was arrested.

Han Zhaoyan understood that this was the result of factional struggles within Olia, and his father was just on the wrong team.

As the presiding judge made a final decision, the trial, which lasted nearly three hours, came to an end, and the originally silent court suddenly became full of voices.

Although he made many efforts, his father was finally sentenced to 140 years in prison and deprived of political rights for life.Also, discarded pawns are left to fend for themselves.

... 140 years, almost the same as the death penalty.

Han Zhaoyan thought silently, maintaining his usual indifference and calmness on his face.Any painful and angry behavior now is just for some people who are waiting to see the joke, why should he make those people happy?

The crowd receded from both sides, Han Zhaoyan sat on the chair without moving, and his younger brother Han Zhaojun was also silent.Although his father seldom cared about the brothers because of his mother's death, he was his biological father after all.Seeing the always proud man being taken down with his head down, the two brothers were also saddened.

"Let's go." Han Zhaoyan stood up, and Han Zhaojun suddenly burst into tears.He had always been a strong and wild boy who had never cried since his mother died.

Han Zhaoyan stood there silently listening to him cry. Attorney Zhang came over with an apology on his face, "I'm sorry..."

"You have tried your best." Han Zhaoyan turned his head and said, "Thank you."

Han Zhaojun was still crying.

"Let's go." Han Zhaoyan sighed and patted his younger brother on the shoulder.Han Zhaojun wiped away tears, nodded, stood up and walked out of the courtroom with Han Zhaoyan.

Because his property was confiscated and he was fined heavily, the poor young master of the Han family became destitute overnight.Looking at the empty room after the furniture had been removed, Han Zhaoyan, who had been trying to maintain a calm expression, finally turned gloomy.

When the Han family fell, everyone was afraid to avoid it, and friends who had played well before ran away.During the period when his father was in prison, Han Zhaoyan humbly went to the uncles who had a close relationship with him to find some connections, but all of them found various reasons and refused to help.Although Han Zhaoyan still had an elegant and magnanimous expression of deep understanding, but in his heart he despised these gangsters.

Now that the verdict has come down, these uncles and friends ran over to express their sympathy.

"Hey, I'm going to XX. If I know that something happened to Lao Han, even if I don't want that big client, I will definitely rush over to save him!"

An uncle expressed deep remorse.

I don't believe you don't know about such a big news?

Han Zhaoyan resisted the urge to strip all his Mediterranean land, and calmly let his loyal butler Zhang Bo give it away.

As the young master of the Han family, he has been rich and honored for 20 years. Coupled with a good education, Han Zhaoyan has developed a well-mannered etiquette and strong self-esteem. Even if the current situation is not good, he still maintains his usual elegance... ...Although it is hard to hold out.

Now that the room is empty, the calmness on Han Zhaoyan's face can no longer be maintained.

The so-called luck is one in a thousand, but unlucky one after another.Not even 10 minutes after seeing off a bunch of uncles and uncles, another pair of guys who made Han Zhaoyan's teeth itch with hatred came.

"This house is really good, it looks pretty." A fat sphere appeared at the end of the revolving corridor, pointing to the empty room, "There should be a blue and white porcelain vase here...a pair of Picasso there sunflowers…”

A curly-haired woman next to him echoed: "Yes, it would be great if I could have a luxurious sofa."

Picasso's sunflowers?

Han Zhaoyan watched speechlessly as Gan Xiaopang came up with his arms around Mi Mi, and when he saw himself, he deliberately surprised and said, "Huh? Are you still here?"

Han Zhaoyan said lightly: "Isn't it just waiting for you, Young Master Gan?"

Hearing Han Zhaoyan call him Eldest Young Master, Gan Xiaopang's eyes, which were too small to see, narrowed into two thin slits, "It turns out that Young Master Han is waiting for me, so this house is not sold? Hey , poor thing."

Fatty!

Han Zhaoyan stabbed him a hundred times in the heart.He was at odds with him since he was a child, finding fault with himself every day, and now that he has fallen into this situation, he is really very proud.

In order to repay the debt, Han Zhaoyan had to sell the house, because the house was of high value, and it was difficult for anyone to take over. Han Zhaoyan was anxious and naturally refused to let any client go.Fatty Gan Xiaopang was interested in this, and deliberately said that he would come to buy a house.

The Gan family is indeed powerful. Although he knew that Gan Xiaopang would definitely be ridiculed, but for the sake of funds, Han Zhaoyan endured it.Sure enough, Gan Xiaopang brought corn as soon as he arrived.

Speaking of millet, Han Zhaoyan's ex-fiancee looks pretty good, but she is a bit snobbish, because she is the daughter of her mother's good sister, and her mother joked that she wanted to make a baby marriage, but a few irresponsible adults just laughed The event in his life was given in the book.Of course, there was no engagement ceremony, everyone was just joking, and Han Zhaoyan didn't like her, but everyone acquiesced that she was his future bride candidate. Usually, everyone likes to make jokes about him, and Mi Mi himself likes to say "I She is Han Zhaoyan's fiancée."

In a sense, corn already belongs to Han Zhaoyan in everyone's mind.Although Young Master Han doesn't like millet, but now Gan Xiaopang is hugging his ex-fiancee in front of him, it's like stepping on his face to embarrass Han Zhaoyan.

He's here to show off.

Han Zhaoyan couldn't hold his face anymore.

But for the sake of funds, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Han Zhaoyan still smiled at the two of them in a graceful manner, "Go away if you see clearly."

"Hey, hey, what's your attitude?" Gan Xiaopang quit and yelled, "No one wants this house now, except for our Gan family, probably no one will buy it... You still treat me like this, be careful of me Go back and tell my dad, okay?"

Gu Mi didn't speak, and kept looking at the sky and the earth but didn't dare to look at Han Zhaoyan.

The veins on Han Zhaoyan's forehead twitched, and the housekeeper Zhang Bo quietly stood behind him and said in a low voice, "Master, bear."

I will endure!

Han Zhaoyan took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Zhang will show Young Master Gan a look at this house."

After reading it, go away quickly, out of sight is out of mind.

"No, I want you to lead the way." The fat man shouted, staring straight ahead at the long-haired young man with a handsome face and a tall figure that women envied.

Where the hell is this long-haired dead shemale?Why do all the girls I like like him?Also, this dead shemale is always smiling high and high as if everyone in the world is a fool, which is really annoying, and now it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to treat him!

"Hey, as your guest, pour me a cup of tea." Gan Xiaopang yelled.

Anger gathered in Han Zhaoyan's eyes. Since he was a child, no one dared to order him.

"Master, forbearance." Uncle Zhang followed Han Zhaoyan behind him and reminded him in a low voice.

The anger in Han Zhaoyan's eyes dissipated, and with a smile on his face, he went to the side and poured a glass of water for the two of them, "There is no more tea, let's just have a drink."

"Tsk tsk, is it possible that you are so poor that you don't even have tea leaves? I heard that you used to only drink rare oolong tea cultivated from the earth, but now you can only drink boiled water. How pitiful." Gan Xiaopang shook his head with a smile on his face. Unable to hide his pride, "Someone in my family just gave me a box of Earth Oolong. I drank it for a while and thought it didn't taste good. There seems to be a little bit left. How about it for you?"

The veins on Han Zhaoyan's forehead popped violently.

"Master, endure." Zhang Bo reminded like a ghost behind his back.

"Please drink water." Han Zhaoyan smiled nonchalantly.

"Oh, I don't drink boiled water, I either drink Lancas coffee or high-quality tea, boiled water and so on are only drunk by poor guys, can a young master like me drink this kind of thing? "Gan Xiaopang's yin and yang are strange.

"Master, endure." Uncle Zhang reminded Han Zhaoyan before his veins twitched violently.

"Since you don't drink water, let's go see the house." Han Zhaoyan smiled.

"Young Master Gan, let's look at the house." Mi Mi pulled Lagan Xiaopang's clothes, not wanting to stay here anymore.

"Hey, there isn't even a place to sit down here. I'm too tired to stand...well, let's go and see our future love nest." Gan Xiaopang put his arms around Mi Mi's waist.

"Our love nest?" Millet's eyes lit up, "Could it be..."

"That's right, I'm going to buy this house as our wedding room!" Gan Xiaopang said provocatively towards Han Zhaoyan.Hey, shey, it must be very uncomfortable to see someone hugging their fiancée in their original house to get married and make out, right?

Imagining the way Han Zhaoyan, who has always looked down on him and is always high above him, is furious, Gan Xiaopang feels very happy.

"Master Gan, please go this way." Han Zhaoyan still smiled calmly, and when he turned around, his face was so gloomy that water could be squeezed out.

The four walked slowly along the hallway in the house.After turning around for several times, Gan Xiaopang used various reasons such as "the layout is not very good", "the lighting is not enough", "there is a hole in the carpet", "the owner's garbage is still there", Han Zhaoyan finally couldn't bear it and smiled gracefully Said: "I walked around the room three or four times, aren't you tired...Fatty?"

Gan Xiaopang was furious, "How dare you call me a fat man?"

"Fatty." Still smiling gracefully.

"Master!" Uncle Zhang screamed.

"You bark again?" Gan Xiaopang jumped.

"Fatty."

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth wide, watching his young master speak harsh words with impeccable elegance.

"I won't buy it!" Gan Xiaopang was furious, "I want to publicize to the whole world that your shabby house is rotten and ugly, so that you can't sell it!"

"Fatty."

"Bastard! You poor bastard! You son of a criminal! You deserve it right to starvation!" Gan Xiaopang jumped.

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth wide, what a pity, Gan Xiaopang is going to be in trouble!

"What did you call me just now?" Han Zhaoyan, who has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world due to poverty recently, restrained his smile, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Pauper! The son of a criminal!" Gan Xiaopang was triumphant. He had been suppressed by Han Zhaoyan for a long time. Now it is so cool to see this dead shemale change his face!

I heard that this guy is very picky about what he eats and what he wears, and he spends a lot of money on his damn hair every month on average. He is now a poor man, and he deserves it.

Thinking of Han Zhaoyan, who has always been extremely picky about food and clothing, wandering the streets in patched clothes, he felt refreshed again.

Uncle Zhang looked at Han Zhaoyan tremblingly. Although Young Master Han is a standard elegant and noble son in the eyes of outsiders, Uncle Zhang, who knows the basics, knows that this man has a lot of problems, such as a very small mind and a strong self-esteem. The desire for revenge is also strong.

The atmosphere froze for a few seconds, Han Zhaoyan snorted, turned around and went down the second floor.

Huh?

Nothing happened?

Uncle Zhang felt both surprised and comforted in his heart. It seemed that after this incident, the always proud young master really knew how to endure.

Gan Xiaopang didn't expect Han Zhaoyan to leave directly, he was stunned for a second, and felt complacent.It's the first time in my life that Han Zhaoyan is deflated, it's so cool!

"After reading the house, let's go." Gan Xiaopang walked downstairs refreshedly with his arms around Mi Mi's waist, and when he reached the corner, he suddenly saw Han Zhaoyan holding a bottle in his hand on the ground floor and rushing at him laugh.

Han Zhaoyan has a handsome appearance, and his eyes are crooked when he smiles, which is very good-looking.

Gan Xiaopang and Gu Mi were stunned for a moment.

"Han Zhaoyan..." Gan Xiaopang just took a step, but his foot slipped, and his fat body rolled down the stairs immediately, hitting his head on the railing, causing him to scream in pain.There was something slippery on the steps, and I couldn't even stand on it.

Millet reacted faster, and only survived by grabbing the railing halfway through the roll.

Zhang Bo stood upstairs and witnessed all this, and opened his mouth wide.

Sure enough, the young master's narrow-mindedness is terrifying.

Gan Xiaopang rolled onto the floor with a bruised nose and a swollen face, screaming in pain.

Han Zhaoyan walked slowly to him and squatted down, put the bottle in his hand in front of his face, patted his head and asked in concern: "Master Gan, did you fall? I'm so worried, do you want to send you off?" Go to the hospital?"

Gan Xiaopang twisted his face and looked at the bottle of detergent in front of his face, furious at Han Zhaoyan's lack of sincerity in caring, "Han Zhaoyan! Just wait!"

Han Zhaoyan patted him on the head and said with a slight smile, "You fat man, dare to order me? How dare you call me a poor man? Listen..."

He stood up and said condescendingly: "I, Han Zhaoyan, in five years... no, three years later, my wealth will be a hundred times or a thousand times that of your Gan family! And..."

He pointed to Mimi on the stairs who was hugging the railing tightly and said, "Three years later, I will bring back a lover who is a hundred times a thousand times more beautiful than her, and a hundred times a thousand times more connotative than her!"

The author has something to say: It’s another pitfall, everyone cheers~