Chapter 1093: First Contact

"It's really bad luck today, meeting this kind of thing while out for a meal. Someone still doesn't know, having endless energy to use against me, but becoming a weakling when facing others, only knowing how to hide behind others and act like a white lotus. I spit..."

He Minhong muttered: "I really wasn't sure..."

"What, you mean I'm using this kind of thing to tease you? Could I say it if it didn't happen? Do you think I'm that free? And saying 'I don't know that much~ who does good deeds asking for a reward? He has high moral character~'"

Yu Chuhui was sharp-tongued, attacking He Minhong relentlessly. She mimicked He Minhong's tone sarcastically: "When everyone is out and about, no one owes anyone anything. There's no such thing as someone having to pay without asking for a reward. It's his business if he doesn't ask, but it's your problem if you don't reward him. You don't even understand this simple logic? You're always full of grand principles, a moral saint, so why is it that when it comes to you, others should help you? Who do you think you are?"

"I was wrong, okay..." He Minhong pouted.

"Still not okay..." Yu Chuhui stared, emphasizing, "Right?"

"Alright, you two."

Zhu Zhe, sitting in the passenger seat, interrupted at the right time. He Minhong's tone was very irritating; no one would be happy hearing it. If she let the two continue, they would really start arguing.

"Honghong just started working and stepped into society, so it's understandable."

She found an excuse for He Minhong and changed the subject: "Zhenzhen, I don't know much about cars. Are those two cars of Mr. Wang's quite expensive?"

"Sister Zhu, you asked the wrong person by asking Zhenzhen. Look, I sent it to your phone. I just checked, good heavens, one car is over two million."

"You think I don't know the hardships of the world, and you still say I asked the wrong person. I'll hit you~" Ye Zhenzhen smiled. "Those are all imported cars, and they are all top-of-the-line, needing to be shipped from abroad. The vehicle and vessel tax for luxury cars is not cheap. And the license plates for his two cars, one plate also costs over a hundred thousand, and it seems they were modified, but I don't know much about this aspect. I estimate that one car in total must cost over three million."

"Alright, I can only say he's really rich, making poor people like us envious," Yu Chuhui sighed. "But he's really low-key; you can't tell at all. Well, no one has 'I'm rich' written on their forehead. Seeing him hit that pervert earlier, he definitely had confidence; I didn't expect his confidence to be so solid. Sure enough, money is a person's courage."

"Actually, you can tell," Zhu Zhe smiled. "The watch he's wearing is a Vacheron Constantin. I don't know the specifics, but I know the cheapest one costs hundreds of thousands. And his clothes are particularly well-fitted, looking like they were custom-made, all handmade."

Ye Zhenzhen smiled: "Not bad, Jiji, you have a way of observing people."

"Sister Zhu is truly amazing," He Minhong chimed in to find a sense of presence. "I didn't see anything; I only knew he knew martial arts."

"It's the service industry, after all. I see all kinds of people in the hotel, from all walks of life. Seeing more, I naturally know. There's no 'way' or anything; speaking of it, it's all bitter tears. You just stepped into society and haven't adapted to the change in identity. Once you adapt, you'll definitely improve. My skill doesn't have much technical content; it's just seeing more and remembering more, it's different."

Zhu Zhe was still taking care of He Minhong, considering He Minhong's fragile and sensitive little heart.

She said: "Speaking of which, it seems our neighbor is also trained. She clamped that pervert between herself and Mr. Wang, not afraid at all."

Yu Chuhui said: "She's always mysterious. I see she's dressed very well, it seems they're all big brands."

"Yes, yes, yes, she's just mysterious. It's like she has some special mission, a mysterious person executing a special task," He Minhong let her imagination run wild. "Is she a secret agent or something?"

Lucy's success lay in the fact that she was so mysterious that everyone felt she was mysterious, yet she was just an ordinary HR employee at a financial company.

"You really don't use your brain. Which secret agent would let people feel they are a secret agent? Wouldn't that expose them immediately? You're in writing, spending all day quoting books. I've read a few articles about heroes behind enemy lines pushed to me, and everyone knows that if you want to be a secret agent, you have to be lost in a crowd; that's the most basic thing," Yu Chuhui seized the opportunity to attack He Minhong.

The ecology of the 22nd floor was like this. Ye Zhenzhen had money and power, Lucy had ability, and Zhu Zhe had worked her way up from a waitress to a hotel housekeeping manager, also rich in experience and very seasoned. Yu Chuhui had worked for more than two years and had a somewhat sharp personality. Among these three, she was no match for any of them, and they all had things that helped her or things she could learn from.

Only He Minhong, who was new to the world and full of problems, was easier to bully. Of course, there was also the fact that she knew He Minhong had posted on WeChat Moments, labeling her as a social butterfly, so she held a grudge. It might also be that she was showing herself off by attacking He Minhong in front of others, showing her presence to the other three...

He Minhong was in the wrong today, and these words had no lethality, so she just pouted.

Humming triumphantly, Yu Chuhui asked again: "Sister Zhu, Zhenzhen, I've noticed these past few days that our neighbor carries her bag with a silk scarf in between?"

He Minhong said: "Didn't you say she's covered in big brands? Her bag must be very expensive too. It must be because she's afraid of sweat on her hands damaging the bag. I saw on the internet that people like this are all pretending to be socialites, but are actually very strapped for cash."

"Hey, don't say that, it actually makes some sense. I've seen Lucy go out early every day these past few days. Because she doesn't have a car and is dressed in big brands, taking the subway would definitely wrinkle her clothes. So she has to leave early and go ahead to organize herself so people don't see anything, maintaining her glamorous rich sister persona."

"Then the reason she got into Mr. Wang's car must be because she took a fancy to his money."

"He Minhong, are you even human? Just now you said Lucy was pretending to be a socialite and was really strapped for cash; I counted that as a reasonable analysis and guess. Now how do you explain this?

Someone just saved your innocence, and now they're going to the police station to register, and Mr. Wang might even have some trouble because of it. Although Lucy didn't do much, Zhenzhen and I both saw it when we were chasing the person. She was already going to chase the person, but Mr. Wang stepped in, so she didn't act.

Not only do you not think of gratitude, but you also hold such great malice to speculate about others? Looking like a white lotus, I didn't expect your mind to be so dirty."

"I..." He Minhong opened her mouth, wanting to defend herself, but she didn't know what to say.

Zhu Zhe spoke again: "Honghong said our neighbor is pretending to be a socialite and is really strapped for cash; that's one possibility. But it could also be that she just doesn't like that, and the silk scarf can also absorb sweat, and that silk scarf must also be a luxury item. Both are possible."

Ye Zhenzhen, who was driving, nodded repeatedly: "Both make sense. Who knows what the situation really is? But Honghong, you really should pay attention to the way you speak. I don't need to say more about the principle of seeking truth from facts, right?"

"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, but I definitely didn't mean it..." He Minhong looked pitiful.

"We're here, get out of the car."

While speaking, Ye Zhenzhen maneuvered the car, nose in, and parked into the space...

The matter was handled very smoothly. Upon arriving at the station, they filed a case directly and took statements from Wang Yan and the others. The pervert had his photos deleted, and He Minhong didn't want compensation; she just wanted the pervert punished. Although the punishment decision didn't come out immediately, Wang Yan felt that if there were no accidents, it should be three days of detention.

If there were accidents, such as this pervert not only filming but also sharing with others with the same fetish, and uploading it to the internet, and if he had profited from it, then he would be finished.

However, Wang Yan and the others didn't know this result. It mainly depended on how the handling police officer interrogated and handled it.

As for Wang Yan hitting someone, was that hitting someone? That was a citizen upholding justice, using necessary means to control a troublemaker who was trying to escape.

Anyway, that was Wang Yan's story, and everyone else testified for him. Plus, secret filming was truly disgraceful, and the police comrades didn't look highly upon it either. Not to mention Wang Yan was someone with some status. This wasn't because he found someone, but because when taking the statement, he left information about his occupation, unit, and address, and they knew he was a rich person.

When the police comrades gave a slap on the wrist to both sides, they also conveyed this information to the pervert. A pervert, how much courage could he expect to have?

So the trip to the police station ended happily for everyone.

When they arrived, the sky was just getting dark, but when they came out, the neon lights were already filling the sky.

Wang Yan stretched and said: "None of us have eaten yet, let's eat something together. We can be considered comrades in the same trench, contributing a little bit to social stability. We are like-minded, so we must celebrate properly. The barbecue place next to the Big Canteen at the east gate tastes pretty good. Eating skewers, drinking beer, and chatting is a joy in life."

"I won't go. I said before, you all eat and drink well," Lucy refused decisively.

"You have persistence," Wang Yan nodded with a smile and turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen and the others.

"All four of us will go. We were going to eat at the Big Canteen tonight, and this happened just as we went in, so we've been hungry for a long time," Ye Zhenzhen rubbed her stomach, emphasizing that she was hungry.

"That... Brother Yan, I'll treat you tonight, thank you for stepping in to help," He Minhong said somewhat embarrassedly; she wasn't very used to these things.

"Forget it, you just started working not long ago, so you probably aren't well-off. The hard-earned money you earn in a month is barely enough for rent, and eating and drinking are problems, so you probably still need your parents to subsidize you. Can I be short of this meal from you? Get in the car and go back quickly, everyone has to work tomorrow, and there's still a lot to do."

Wang Yan waved his hand, nodded toward Lucy, and the latter smiled and walked a few steps with him to get into the car.

Watching Wang Yan reverse the car out decisively and even flash his lights, Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and smiled: "Let's go too."

Again, the two cars drove back one after the other.

Wang Yan chatted with Lucy about aimless things all the way. Mainly, Lucy was on guard now, and their conversation mainly revolved around work and discussing the economy, but it was still quite pleasant. Wang Yan could guarantee that talking about anything would be pleasant, and no matter how they talked, it would be pleasant.

Thus, they chatted and laughed all the way back to Joyful Song. After parking the car, the two took the elevator upstairs. Wang Yan said: "You don't eat at night, so let's find time to make an appointment for lunch."

"Do you really have to treat me?"

"You wasted several hours of your time helping me prove my innocence, so I have to express it no matter what."

Lucy smiled: "Then this week, we'll contact each other on WeChat for the specific time."

"Okay. Goodbye."

Wang Yan responded, didn't go home, took the elevator down from the first floor, went out of the unit door, and went to the barbecue shop at the east gate of the complex first. He ordered some things in advance and got a bottle of beer for himself to drink.

"Already drinking, Brother Yan," Yu Chuhui greeted with a smile.

"Quenching my thirst."

"Whoa, you can really drink," Ye Zhenzhen chimed in.

"What's the skill in being able to drink? Isn't it all forced by circumstances?" Wang Yan waved his hand and called the waiter over. "Sit down, everyone. I ordered some things just now. Everyone is hungry, let's eat early. Order whatever you like to eat. When it comes to 'slaughtering the rich,' you must not be soft-hearted."

Zhu Zhe sat there, first asked about the things that had been ordered, and exchanged glances with the others.

Wang Yan smiled: "My appetite is quite good, I can eat quite a bit. You can order with confidence, it won't be wasted. One soup and one rice should make one think of how hard it is to come by; I have a count. What are those looks on your faces? Everyone is out and about, speak your mind, I have no taboos."

"What you ordered is really enough. We can't eat much, and eating too much at night is not easy to digest, which easily leads to stomach problems. And what we like to eat, you've also ordered. Let's just leave it at that."

Wang Yan didn't force it: "Alright, let's leave it at that for now, we'll add more later. What to drink?"

"Barbecue naturally goes with beer. Let's have one bottle each first."

"Uh... I don't drink alcohol, I'll have a Coke," He Minhong raised her hand weakly.

"Then let's do that." Wang Yan signaled to the waiter, and the latter turned and went to get three bottles of beer and a can of Coke not far away.

This shop was very lively, with quite a few people. Their table was a four-person table against the wall, with the four women just two on each side, and Wang Yan got a stool and sat on the side. So he took on the job of opening the bottles here, "bang, bang, bang," opening the beer for Ye Zhenzhen and the others.

Ye Zhenzhen poured the wine and smiled: "Come on, Boss Wang, in your words, we are comrades in the same trench. Let's all have a drink together to celebrate our acquaintance."

"Let's go."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, raised his glass, and drank with them.

Just after putting down the glass, He Minhong said weakly: "That... Brother Yan... I'll use Coke instead of wine to thank you for your righteous help today."

"It's no big deal, don't keep thinking about it."

Wang Yan filled his glass, raised it to signal, drank another glass, and then said to He Minhong, who was taking a small sip of Coke, "But I have to say something to you. You have your own affairs, and help from friends is indispensable, but you also have to have your own stance. What if your friends aren't around? Come back and hug your shoulders and cry by yourself? Bury your head and complain that society is bad and fate is unfair?

By the way, you're also in writing, right? When the time comes, while shedding tears, write an essay and post it on the internet to seek justice? Can you find it?"

"I'm not sure..." He Minhong looked at Wang Yan and defended herself in a small voice.

"So you don't trust your friends?"

"No..."

"Yu Chuhui saw it and stopped it. You should have a basic understanding of her, knowing that she wouldn't use a strange man to make this kind of unfunny joke. So you were afraid, didn't dare to face it. You have to think, in public, what courage does a useless pervert have to make other moves? He just wanted to run. Because this is a shameful thing.

You want to say that the incident happened suddenly, your heart was in a panic, your brain went blank, and you didn't know what to do, right?"

He Minhong nodded repeatedly, looking pitiful: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Brother Yan, you understand me."

"This is just an excuse you made for yourself. Don't use this kind of reason to make excuses for yourself when you encounter things in the future. You always have to face them; you have to overcome yourself."

Wang Yan smiled very gently. "Don't look at me like that. Although people say you can't talk deeply when you're not familiar, we live upstairs and downstairs, so we still have to talk about it. You have to make her realize her own problems and then overcome them; only then can she improve."

"I know you're doing this for my own good, thank you, Brother Yan," He Minhong nodded heavily. "I will definitely learn my lesson."

"You're a good person," Ye Zhenzhen gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you."

Ye Zhenzhen smiled: "Sincerely."

"I'm just afraid that this white lotus will forget the pain once the wound heals," Yu Chuhui continued her sharp-tongued remarks.

Zhu Zhe greeted: "Mr. Wang, the food is here, don't get it on your clothes."

Wang Yan turned slightly and took the things from the waiter's hand to put them on the table.

He said: "You don't owe me anything, and you're not borrowing money from me, so why be so polite? Just call me by my name, everyone be more casual."

"You're casual, but how can I be truly casual? There's still pressure in my heart."

"What you said is very realistic, there's no pressure at all," Wang Yan raised an eyebrow at Zhu Zhe.

The latter smiled and put a handful of lamb skewers in front of Wang Yan: "Come, Wang Yan, let us see your appetite."

"Hey, don't believe it, I can even make money by doing mukbang."

Although several hours had passed, everyone wasn't actually familiar. They just chatted for a while when they went to the underground parking lot to get the car, and then they separated to give statements. They were still in the stage of feeling each other out.

He first gave He Minhong a simple lecture, showing that he wasn't a person with bad intentions. He also pulled closer to Zhu Zhe, the oldest one who had always remained polite. It had to be said that the current Zhu Zhe wasn't as good-looking as his sister-in-law...

Ye Zhenzhen had a study-abroad background and was a second-generation rich person, and she was very outgoing herself. Otherwise, she wouldn't have moved in for long before everyone was making friends across classes. Although this was a plot setting, it was true. And from the time everyone met until now, including Lucy, only Ye Zhenzhen communicated with him most naturally and as she pleased.

And Yu Chuhui wasn't an introverted person, and she carried a bit of utilitarian thought. Although she didn't know how awesome Wang Yan was, she knew it was something she couldn't match. Everyone lived upstairs and downstairs, and maybe she could ask for some things later. She would interject and speak, and although it was very immature, it was also enlivening the atmosphere. Either asking questions or disparaging He Minhong...

So Ye Zhenzhen and Yu Chuhui didn't need special communication and would naturally echo. As long as everyone recognized that he was okay and Zhu Zhe was no longer so polite, as long as everyone dared to speak and started chatting with Wang Yan, then they would naturally get along more harmoniously, and it could still be called quite pleasant.

Of course, Wang Yan's simple lecture to He Minhong also had a purpose. There are many kinds of other lives; one can die early, be disabled, be crazy or stupid, or be a woman without status... but He Minhong's crime didn't deserve death, so he still wanted to guide her in a good direction.

Truthfully speaking, He Minhong naturally had many problems. Whether it was good intentions or not, she really did bad things, always standing from her own perspective to blame others. And she was prejudiced, saying Yu Chuhui was a social butterfly, saying Zhu Zhe was an old cucumber, and making excuses for herself by saying she loved gossip, which was extremely annoying.

Still the same sentence, if such a player weren't in the plot, she wouldn't have friends. Of course, when the plot reached the end, she really didn't have friends. Even if she tossed and turned and moved back to the 22nd floor, she was still drifting outside.

However, she also had bright spots. When Yu Chuhui's mother was a nanny for someone else's family and caused a scene because of some things, she arranged for her mother to go to Ye Zhenzhen's boss's house at Ye Zhenzhen's place, and then took her mother away that night.

He Minhong's statement was flawless; the contract was there after all, so there was no need to take her mother away in the middle of the night; it could wait until the next day.

When that Yu Feixue was scammed, she also went directly to tell the truth. Although Lucy picked her up later, she threw Lucy away and ran. She just relayed what Lucy and the others had researched, led the person over, but wanted Lucy to face it, which definitely had problems.

But she went, worried about the person being like an ant on a hot pot, and she went to explain it clearly; this was a bright spot. Although it was just a matter of two days early or late, it was the same with or without her...

Of course, the later stage was definitely unwatchable, but at this early stage, there was still a certain possibility of rescue.

So the "Good Person Wang" was still prepared to guide her in a good direction first; if that didn't work, then he would study it again... ===== CHAPTER 1094 =====