Wang Yan lives in a white-collar apartment not far from the auto world.
I received her at the door of RT Mart downstairs. My little sister, who was obviously well dressed, lifted her hair a little shyly after getting on the bus.
"I went out to dinner with my clients for the first time... It felt strange."
"It's all right. Just treat it as an ordinary friend dinner."
Wang Yan smiled gently, and then praised her without any special meaning: "the clothes are beautiful."
Wang Yan is wearing a slim dress today. It is in the style of a half dress. The skirt hem extends obliquely to the right ankle. The slender left leg shows a small half, and the lines are very beautiful.
A woman who is good at dressing up and showing her own advantages.
It seemed that she was not as restrained as she was in the store. She even joked with Wang Yan: "beautiful clothes? It means ordinary people!"
Come on, come on, classic question!
Dealing with this "fault finding" question mainly depends on whether the desire for survival is strong or not.
Standard answer?
Does not exist.
Wang Yan's state of mind is relatively calm. He has no desire for survival, so he is very calm.
"Choosing the right clothes can make people more beautiful, so I'm actually praising your eyes, not your appearance."
"Gee, how good at chatting!"
93 smiled with satisfaction and glanced at Wang Yan's side face: "so how many girls have you coaxed?"
"It's really coax. Just one. It's normal to communicate with the rest of the people."
Wang Yan told the truth and was extremely free.
People's attitudes can influence each other. Wang Yan is not tense or deliberate. 93 although he doesn't believe it, he is very relaxed.
"I don't believe it! You must be an old driver. You've experienced big scenes at first sight."
"Prejudice."
Just at the red light, Wang Yan pressed the electronic handbrake and looked at her with a dull smile.
"People always like to put a preset label on unfamiliar things, just like rich and young must be Playboys. Sales girls and car salesgirls are easygirls who can take them to bed at a little money."
"But in fact, everywhere is chaotic, and nowhere is so chaotic. You are the victim of prejudice, but you treat me with prejudice in turn. It's shameful."
"Apologize!"
These words are Wang Yan's most sincere feelings, so they are called righteous words.
Although he was wronged, he was very moved.
It's hard to treat anyone equally.
Being treated equally is everyone's need for respect.
Wang Yan didn't put on a high posture by relying on the identity of luxury car consumers. He joked that he picked the point that poked her the most and put 93 in obedience.
Immediately, she apologized softly: "I'm sorry! I'm kidding you..."
"All right, forgive you."
When the green light comes on, Wang Yan turns off the handbrake and starts in gear.
93 continue to talk along the topic: "what kind of person do you think you are?"
"Playboy!"
Wang Yan's answer was so calm and deserved. Wang Yan was stunned directly.
The expression is like: (⊙ ˍ ⊙)
A second later, she burst into laughter, covered her mouth and leaned back in her chair, laughing endlessly.
"Oh, you are so annoying... I laugh so much that my eye makeup is a little spent..."
Wang Yan allowed her to drive the car, but the atmosphere was not embarrassing because she always smiled at the corners of her mouth.
When two people are alone, one party is calm and calm, even if he doesn't say anything. As long as one look and one smile can effectively convey emotions, which will not make the other party feel bored, but will make the other party more interested in exploring.
This is a skill that can be exercised, but Wang Yan didn't deliberately exercise it.
After standing in that position, having so much money and having a good attitude, I naturally did it.
Wang Yan finally laughed enough and found a new topic with great interest.
"Well, Wang Dashao, how many girls have you spent? Dare you tell me the truth?"
"Necessary?"
Wang Yan lost his smile: "to tell the truth, you may not believe it."
"I believe it! Really!"
Miss 93 immediately said, "gossip, you can beautify it as much as you like. Anyway, I'm just curious."
"It's less than you think."
"So... There are always 10?"
Wang Yan looked back in amazement: "did you guess less?"
"Yes!"
93 righteously: "with your wealth and appearance... Er, you can coax girls again. Only 10 are too simple, okay?"
"I forgot that you were selling at Porsche..." Wang Yan laughed, "it seems that you have seen many real flowers, and your psychological acceptance is so high."
The little sister nodded heavily: "yes, selling Porsche will really see a lot of magical combinations."
"For example?"
"Too many! I can't count."
"I'm curious that you choose a more typical pair to count for me."
Wang Yan is really interested. He is curious about all the unknowns in the world.
Because if we count the time when he became a Shenhao, Wang Shenhao at the moment is still just a baby.
"Typical? The man with his mistress and the rich woman with her duckling can't be counted. It's peaceful."
Miss 93 broke her fingers and began to count one by one.
"When a man buys a car for his boyfriend, he chooses fiery 911. They boo in the car on the spot... Oh, those handsome thieves look good!"
"Xiao San spent a lot of money to buy a car for little wolf dog, and then a few days later, the big money escorted Xiao San to confirm the situation and beat Xiao San in the manager's office..."
"Last time, a female graduate student of Huda lent a loan to her boyfriend to buy a cayenne. The man was an ugly foreign student. The girl was very good-looking, but she didn't look like a rich child. I don't know where the money came from..."
"What's the most wonderful thing, you know?"
"Young couples visited our showroom. Five out of 10 pairs quarreled. I've seen them break up on the spot more than once!"
Wang Yan listened silently and suddenly asked, "so you only believe in money?"
"Er..."
The little sister was stunned when asked.
It took a long time to nod: "yes, everything else will change. Only when you have money can you have a sense of security."
"Your idea... Forget it, pigs don't bury crows and black. In fact, we are the same."
Wang Yan laughed and talked about the topic without going further.
Miss 93 stared at Wang Yan deeply and revealed her scar: "do you think my idea is especially suitable for being a junior?"
Since she had to get to the bottom of the matter, Wang Yan simply nodded: "I'm not aiming at you personally. I just feel that money theory is not mature enough."
The little sister asked, "what will you do if one day your family goes bankrupt and you have no money?"
Wang Yan smiled.
Shenhao Wang thought about similar problems more than once.
It's human to worry about the sudden disappearance of the system.
However, with the expansion of his horizons and the enrichment of his skills, Wang Yan is no longer so insecure.
In the final analysis, it is their own growth and strong mentality.
"Should it arouse my motivation? Now I'm enjoying the state, a salted fish. If I don't enjoy it, I'll fight for my career!"
When he first got the system and went to make a loan, Wang Yan was a struggling shepherd. Now he is a husky everywhere.
The difference is that sense of urgency.
In fact, this state is better, more relaxed, unhurried and comfortable.
Miss 93 tilted her head and whispered, "it's as if it's easy to do a career..."
Wang Yan smiled and said nothing. He had no intention of arguing at all.
On the contrary, Wang Yan was not used to it. He felt that Wang Dashao's city government was amazing and unpredictable.
There was a moment of silence in the carriage. She thought about something and suddenly sighed.
"When I have enough money, maybe I can be less extreme."
"You're not extreme now. It's normal."
"I'm still not mature enough compared with you... You're so much younger than me!"
"Hello!"
Wang Yan stared at her: "how can you say a man is small?"
"Pooh!"
The pun itself is not new, but it is particularly funny when it is said by Wang Yan, who is really young and has a strong bearing.
"Don't you hate it? Flowers are big and small!"
"Oh! What qualifications do women with potential mistress personality have to say me!"
Miss 93 was more and more relaxed, and her tight body had been completely leaning against the seat.
"I don't want to be a mistress."
With her mouth curled, she broke her fingers proudly.
"You see, usually when I complete 3 million basic tasks a month, I have 9K + salary and performance.
Make another 3 million yuan. You can get a commission of at least 0.8% according to the model, discount and loan, plus a monthly salary of more than 30000.
If you occasionally encounter Shenhao customers like you, the Commission will explode!
I'm going to be a mistress. What do I want? "
Wang Yan looked at her up and down, smiled and chanted to learn from her: "what are you looking for as a mistress?"
"You are so annoying!"
Miss 93 was so angry that she finally patted Wang Yan.
Well, a new phase has begun.
Finally opened to the place, is a western restaurant, like French food.
Wang Yan didn't bother to look at the sign and walked in with big steps.
Open your chair and sit opposite.
Wang Yan has a little stage fright. It seems that he doesn't come often.
"This is the most sincere place I can think of. You can do it... Although you may not be rare."
Wang Yan smiled and skillfully ordered the order to help her taste. Finally, he asked the waiter for two pairs of chopsticks.
Wang Yan stared round and asked uneasily, "Wow, come to the French restaurant to use chopsticks? Aren't you afraid... Er..."
"Or what? With your hands?"
Wang Yan lost his smile and suddenly felt that miss is very cute.
"Be confident. It doesn't matter."
Still unnatural, he looked around: "who uses chopsticks... Look at others..."
Wang Yan had to correct her cognition.
"The most important thing about dining etiquette is not to disturb others. For example, noise, noise, hard hitting tableware, smoking, loud barking and so on will have a bad impact on the people around us. We should avoid it."
"But what tableware to use is a matter of our own habits. No one can tell us what to do."
"The really high-end Western restaurants in China will certainly prepare chopsticks for customers, because they should respect our eating habits."
"Eat at ease. Don't you think the waiter has no doubt?"
Wang Yan finally put down his heart and nodded foolishly: "yes..."
I chatted with her and talked about the jokes I heard from Guo Zihao.
"In fact, a few years ago, many Western restaurants in China looked down on people. These rules and those rules were too cumbersome. They advertised the so-called high force everywhere, but a group of mentally retarded petty bourgeoisie maintained them everywhere."
"Now, our country has risen, its national strength is strong and its economy is developed. The original intellectual disabilities are suddenly obedient."
"If you don't respect us, the new generation of customers will vote with their feet and use money to let you understand the consequences."
"So in fact, your money only theory is no big problem. Keep it!"
Cluck!
Wang Yan couldn't laugh. His eyes turned white. Wang Yan looked again and again: "this can make you go back again. You're a little ghost!"
"What's the size of a man?"
Wang Yan pretended not to hear clearly, "stunned" asked again.
"Nothing is small!"
93 turned up a big white eye again.
Tut!
Little sister, you are crooked
New stage?
A meal, talk and laugh, the more you eat, the more relaxed you are.
In particular, the waiter had no doubt about using chopsticks, and the service attitude was always so good.
The nearby guests didn't give any strange eyes - there are a lot of silly beeps in the world, but they can't meet them every time.
Halfway through the meal, Wang Yan suddenly asked, "do you want to drink some wine?"
"Yes. What kind of wine do you like?"
"I don't understand. You choose."
Dry red, champagne, white grape liqueur, the same cup.
That sweet wine is very popular with 93 people. They order two extra cups and make their faces red.
The check-out is less than 3000, 1500 per capita. It's not cheap, but it's not much luxury.
Wang Yan didn't argue about the statement. He laughed and joked with her: "the interest is almost the same."
"Hum!"
Curl your mouth, white eyes, turn your head, three combos.
Call a valet and drive home.
Take Wang Yan to the downstairs of the apartment. At the side door of RT Mart supermarket, the little sister suddenly turns her head and looks directly at Wang Yan.
"I'm very happy today. You are a different flower."
Wang Yan laughed: "in fact, you really estimate me too high, not so much."
"This number?"
93 open the five fingers of his right hand and stand in front of Wang Yan.
Wang Yan held her wrist, broke her thumb and little thumb back, and said with a smile, "right now."
"Wow! Really?"
He opened his eyes charmingly, not only did he not retract his hand, but put his fingers down and gently touched Wang Yan's arm with his fingertips.
"Really."
Wang Yan looked back at her with a smile in his eyes and seemed to be urging.
"Are you drunk? Go back and have a hot drink."
"Then you... Do you want to..."
Miss 93 said it twice, but she still couldn't finish.
Some hesitation, understandable.
Wang Yan smiled and suddenly said, "in fact, I really think that the first time between men and women is the most wonderful and interesting."
"Hmm?" Miss 93 looked up in confusion.
Wang Yan blinked: "I know your pretentious reserve. You know my plot, hypocritical but romantic. Every expression is worth pondering..."
I don't know where this sentence poked into Wang Yan's heart. She suddenly clenched her teeth and finally sent out the invitation that had been scrupulous for a long time.
"Come on, go upstairs and have a cup of hot water. Wake up and go."
"OK, I like hot water."
Under the guidance of 93, the driver turned to the public garage downstairs.
Driving millions of luxury cars and pulling a beautiful woman who is slim and drunk, Daijia is crying in his heart.
For what?
Why can rich people be teased by beautiful women, but I can only work hard to make money to coax that beautiful and mediocre thing, mom?!
Look at other people's consideration!
Woo woo, it's another ordinary day to eat lemons
The driver walked out of the underground garage lonely. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night was just right.
Stepping on his beloved folding electric donkey, the little brother suddenly decided to go home and find his cohabiting girlfriend for comfort.
Cut!
Isn't it hot water?
It's like someone's water isn't hot.
No matter the taste, it's hot when boiled!