Chapter 1417: Continue Taking

"Brother-in-law, drink!"

Qin Chuan lay on the chair, his hands hanging down, already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.

"Sister Qianqian, don't be too sad, people are gone, you always have to live your own life." Xie Qiao lay on the table, also muttering endlessly.

Qin Qian looked at these two players with poor drinking capacity with disgust: "Can't drink and still drink so much, you too, Qin Chuan calls brother-in-law one by one, can't you go easier on him?"

"What's the use of calling brother-in-law?" Wang Yan ate the food in large mouthfuls, "He himself competes in drinking, can't stop him. It's not him accompanying me to drink, it's me accompanying him to drink. How much he drinks, I drink how much."

Wang Yan said a sentence amusedly, raised his wine glass again, and under Qin Qian's white eyes, drank a mouthful on his own, continuing to eat the food.

"Can't drink and still have to drink, looking for trouble for yourself, send them back in a while."

"I'll send Xie Qiao, your own brother, take care of him yourself."

"No, Xie Qiao is my sister, now drunk to the point of unconsciousness, what if you, a hooligan, take advantage of her?"

Wang Yan smiled and didn't speak.

This made Qin Qian frown: "No, what do you mean? Did you two already get together?"

Without waiting for an answer, he said it himself: "I was wondering why she was so attentive to you, opening her mouth and closing her mouth with what Wang Yan said, a phone call could shake you, the richest man, out, and let her be the general manager of the film and television production company. Where in the world does a pie fall from the sky?"

She sighed again, frowning at Wang Yan, "I remember you have a girlfriend, right?"

"You said it yourself, you have a girlfriend, not a wife." Wang Yan said shamelessly with a smile, "And do you think for me, even if I have a wife, what does it matter? However, in order to avoid receiving more condemnation, and the possible inner guilt, I never intended to get married in this life."

Qin Qian stared: "You just admitted it like this?"

"Do I have a need to deny it? Did it, so what? What's there not to dare to admit? Dare to do, must dare to take."

"Yo, you are quite proud."

"Everyone loves beauty, it just so happens I have a few achievements, and I'm not even twenty-four years old, can't I enjoy it? Hey, don't look at me like that. If you were in my position, knowing what I see every day, I'm afraid you wouldn't have my restraint of only loving color. You know, loving color can also love male color, can also have many people, have binding, have whipping, have dripping wax..."

"Get out, get out, get out, are you

"That's a bit harsh. You have to know that Xie Qiao is now the General Manager of Zhiwo Net Film and Television Production Company. When the company was founded, Zhiwo Net invested 100 million. She holds ten percent of the company's shares and drives a 500,000 luxury car. Recently, I've even been thinking about buying a house for her and putting it in her name. Furthermore, the relationship between her and me is based on her voluntary choice, knowing full well that I have several other girlfriends."

Wang Yan said while eating, unconcerned, "Although it's very shameless, materialistic, and loveless to say it this way, if it weren't for what you call 'harming' her, I think Xie Qiao would never be able to achieve what she has now in her entire life."

"Coming back to the present, I reiterate that she did this voluntarily after knowing the truth. It's just that I'm too busy. You have to know that my time is very precious; I don't spend every day figuring out how to sleep with women, but at the same time, I do have other women, which thins out my time, so I might only spend three or four days a month with her. You tell me, is her choice good or bad?"

"What can I say? I can only say you are shameless." Qin Qian took a deep breath to calm herself, suppressing the indignation in her heart. She looked at Xie Qiao, then at Qin Chuan, who was sleeping soundly without a care in the world, and couldn't help but sigh.

Because she knew that Qin Chuan had always been pining for Xie Qiao. Who would have thought that Xie Qiao would end up being someone's fourth, fifth, or sixth woman...

"You are truly committing a sin. In your next life, you'll definitely turn into a pig, a beast!"

"I only cultivate this life; I do not seek the next."

Qin Qian glared at him: "You're so honest, I'm especially curious how many girlfriends you have now. Care to reveal a little?"

"Five." Wang Yan answered very realistically, "And they are all people I knew before; there aren't any of those who threw themselves at me afterward. In this regard, I can be considered as not forgetting my humble beginnings."

"I admire your thick skin more and more. No, you simply have no face at all."

"I accept the compliment."

Qin Qian was so angry she laughed: "Aren't you afraid I'll tell their families? If you don't handle it well and it blows up, and it hits the news, you'll lose all face."

"It doesn't matter." Wang Yan shook his head, "Having multiple girlfriends can only be said to be a flaw in private morality; it's not illegal or criminal, so it's trivial. I'll just reduce my public appearances from now on, and I don't have to listen to the mockery of the masses. Actually, what affects me the most isn't whether it's shameful or not."

"It's the fact that once it's announced that I'm a lustful, amorous man, many women will feel they have a chance and will instead throw themselves at me even more fiercely. At the very least, they'll want to get some money from me; at worst, they'll want to have a child and then use the child to threaten me. They are all just 'pink skeletons' with impure motives."

Qin Qian thought about it seriously and sadly discovered that it was indeed the case. She couldn't help but glare at Wang Yan: "You really deserve to die."

"Rest assured, I won't die even if you do."

Thus, Qin Qian sadly discovered that this remained an indisputable fact. Because Wang Yan had money, even if he contracted a disease that was terminal for many people, the medical resources he could enjoy would be enough to keep him alive longer.

For modern medicine, although many diseases haven't been conquered, as long as the money is there, many illnesses can be controlled.

Qin Qian asked: "Then among these five girlfriends of yours, how many aren't after your money?"

"Only one is after money, but this one has to be split into two halves."

"If they're after money, they're after money; if they aren't, they aren't. How can there be a 'half and half' way of saying it?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows at Qin Qian: "As the saying goes, affection grows with time. It's not me bragging, but at my current status and position, even those after money have to act like they aren't, understand? Because they all want more, they have to act deeply in love and unable to leave me. After a long time, even they themselves don't know how much is real and how much is fake."

Without a doubt, Li Seeing Nana and Ren Siyu were both there for the money; they had no real feelings for Wang Yan. However, relatively speaking, Li Seeing Nana was a bit more clear-headed; she never said anything and never asked for anything. From the beginning, she was just very obedient.

And truthfully speaking, Li Seeing Nana might not have been after money at the start; she just discovered that Wang Yan wasn't a decent person, and she was in a lonely period, wanting to walk in and see what an excellent peer was really like. Later, she gradually adapted, and that's how it went.

Ren Siyu was much worse; she wasn't very clear-headed and would nag every time they slept together. So, up until now, Wang Yan had only spent a few hundred thousand last year to open a flower shop for her.

But Ren Siyu had already settled down, understood the choice she was facing, and was now steadily running her flower shop, absolutely not messing around anymore, turning into a 'husband-gazing stone,' just waiting for Wang Yan to come over...

"You're quite clear about it." Qin Qian sneered.

"I'm not a fool; I know who treats me well. Take Xie Qiao, for example. Her heart is tied to me, but she doesn't dare call me when there's nothing going on. She's afraid of disturbing me, afraid of others knowing; it's not easy for her. It's not that I'm using money as an excuse; it's that I can't give her anything else. Or to put it another way, if I didn't have money, there would be no possibility of her being with me."

"I know she's not after money, but the fact is, money proves my excellence, proves my ability, and also proves that everyone can live well and have a bright future. If I say it this way, can you understand?"

"I'm not a fool either." Qin Qian said irritably, "Sooner or later, you'll die on a woman!"

"Not die of poverty, hunger, exhaustion, or illness, but die of enjoyment." Wang Yan laughed, "To die under the peony flower, even as a ghost, one is still romantic. If I die, I die; this life hasn't been a loss."

Qin Qian looked at the high-spirited, dashing, and uninhibited Wang Yan and was actually mesmerized.

Clearly, he was talking about his most private matters that couldn't be made public; clearly, he was talking so shamelessly, yet when he said it, it seemed so natural, exuding a strong, inner confidence.

In this instant, she somewhat understood why a 'good girl' like Xie Qiao was willing to follow Wang Yan in such an unclear way...

When she came back to her senses, she met Wang Yan's smiling eyes.

She immediately glared at him: "You dirty scoundrel, what are you staring at me for?"

"This might be the only merit you learned from that little scoundrel: not explaining, throwing the problem out, and being unreasonably aggressive." Wang Yan shook his head, amused, "Clearly you were the one staring at me in a daze, yet you turn the tables and say I'm staring at you? What's the matter, have you decided to rekindle our old flame, forget your past love, and start a new life?"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost! Who has a past flame with you?" Qin Qian said irritably.

"Then why are you blushing?"

Without needing her to say any nonsense, Wang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Blushing means your heart is moved. Alright, if not moved, at least you have some feelings. Fine, fine, fine, at least you aren't repulsed. Is that description accurate? Put that dish down; flipping the table at the slightest disagreement is something you learned from that little scoundrel."

"Not talking about the little scoundrel, if you aren't repulsed by me, then we are eight or nine parts there. It's mainly that we met too late and haven't had enough contact. I'm a person with many merits; you just take your time getting along with me, and you'll naturally understand in time."

Qin Qian's eyes rolled to the heavens: "Why don't you just die?"

"There will be a day for that." Wang Yan laughed, then changed the subject, "Willing to step out of your house is a good start. What are your plans next?"

Qin Qian looked at Wang Yan, suddenly stood up, walked to Wang Yan's side—who was still busy eating with his chopsticks—and sat down, taking the initiative to pour him a drink.

"What's the meaning of this?" Wang Yan was puzzled.

Qin Qian leaned sideways, her elbow on the table, supporting her head: "I'm actually quite curious, if I were to follow you, what could you give me?"

"I respect women very much; I don't treat them as playthings like you imagine. So it depends on what you want to do."

"For example?"

"For example, Xie Qiao actually loves watching movies, and her best friend Lu Qianran is a screenwriter who studied at the Film Academy. The company had this plan, so I opened a film and television company and let them run it."

"Can you trust them?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wang Yan asked back, "Of course I can't trust them. I might trust them, but can the investors trust them? Can the employees with stock options trust them? Although the company is my 'one-man show,' it's not entirely owned by me. Using company money to support a few women is trivial, but losing money recklessly is another matter."

"So I had people find them relatively experienced employees, which to a certain extent secured the bottom line. I also set their financial authority; currently, Xie Qiao can only make decisions on projects under five million, and only twice in a row. Ten million is still something I can afford to lose. Accumulating experience and getting familiar with the industry, ten million is enough."

"Once they have enough growth, the authority will naturally be gradually released, and eventually, they will truly be in full charge of the company."

"Then what if I want to do my old trade and run a beauty salon?"

"I don't do things that lack a conscience." Wang Yan shook his head, "And your parents can afford the money for a beauty salon. No need for me to step in. I'll just be responsible for satisfying your physiological needs and serving you comfortably."

"You really are shameless; you have the nerve to say anything."

"No, you're wrong. I only say these things to you. You're the 'big sister,' so this level of talk doesn't affect you much."

Qin Qian punched him: "I thank you."

"You're welcome." Wang Yan changed the subject, "Actually, rather than running a beauty salon, I think you'd be better off directly making skincare products, cosmetics, and the like."

"And that wouldn't lack a conscience?"

"A beauty salon is about tricking people into spending money; the results are often exaggerated, and it's even questionable whether the products being pushed are legitimate. Can that be right? If you make your own brand, don't you know if it's effective? At least you're selling real things and labeling them with real effects. If the price is high, it's because the brand has been established and consumers recognize it."

"Moreover, the profit margin for cosmetics and skincare products is relatively high. It just so happens I have a few old formulas passed down in my family. You make some herbal skincare products; it promotes tradition, has a gimmick, and can earn a lot of money. Isn't this a good thing that kills several birds with one stone?"

"What does your family do? You even have old skincare formulas?"

"Old TCM practitioners. They were around during the Ming Dynasty. Later, it declined, and by my grandfather's time, he could only be a barefoot doctor. It's a pity my grandfather passed away early, so I only learned a couple of tricks and didn't learn it all. But the formulas are indeed effective; you can rest assured about that."

"You say it as if it's real..."

"Do you think I have any reason to lie to you?"

Qin Qian shook her head: "I know myself; I'm not worth that much money."

"You're really materialistic, actually measuring yourself with money." Wang Yan put down his chopsticks and turned to look at her, "A thousand gold can't buy my willingness. Actually, it's mainly because we have a connection. If I hadn't met you back then, even if I met you later through Xie Qiao or Qin Chuan, I wouldn't have told you these things. I have to admit, although you learned bad habits from that little scoundrel, I did have a good feeling about you at the time."

"Can you take your hand away?" Feeling the warmth on her thigh, Qin Qian blushed and subconsciously clamped her legs together.

"According to your personality, you should brush my hand away and then give me a punch." Wang Yan grabbed Qin Qian's hand, which she had swung over in a fit of shame and anger, and pulled her into his arms, "Then it's settled. We'll send them back in a while, and we'll have a good 'sparring session' tonight."

Immediately, Wang Yan kissed her directly on the mouth.

At first, Qin Qian was resistant and repulsed, but afterward, she became completely immersed in it. She had gone too long without this kind of palpitation—not psychological, purely physical. People have needs...

After a long time, their lips parted. Qin Qian pinched Wang Yan's face irritably: "Aren't you disgusting? How dirty is your mouth?"

"It doesn't matter. You're healthy, I'm healthy; it's no big deal. Besides, what is dirty? What is clean? Can you really explain it clearly? You were with that little scoundrel, and I have five other girlfriends on my side..."

Wang Yan patted her butt and stood up...

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