Chapter 497: Just Haven't Met the Right One

The big wavy-haired woman's driving skills were not "still okay" as she said herself. She sat very straight, almost holding the steering wheel in her arms, and rubbed it every time she turned. After leaving the garage, she could be considered to have relaxed a little. But she was still nervous, focusing all her attention, but always easily ignoring the key points. She still said firmly that Shanghai's traffic jams were severe, the car speed couldn't be fast, and people definitely wouldn't die—at most, there would be bumps and scratches.

She was right. Even if others drove fast, she drove slowly and occupied the lane. Bit by bit, the speed of the cars behind should also drop, contributing her share to the congestion of such a prosperous super-metropolis...

They arrived at the property they were going to view without any mishaps along the way. Although she knew full well that Wang Yan wouldn't buy it, the Big Da Da Bo Lang still performed her duties conscientiously. After all, Wang Yan was truly rich; who knew when he might buy something? And then there were those rich friends of his; if any of them wanted to buy a house and just mentioned it, that would be tens of thousands for her. Another point was that she had requirements for showing properties. Since such a well-spoken and wealthy client was willing to come out and stroll around, she might as well take him around; it was no big deal.

After looking at the house, the big wavy-haired woman took him to a barbecue restaurant that had already become lively.

She dawdled for a long time, and even wanted Wang Yan to get out of the car to watch for her. After a lot of effort, she finally reversed into the parking space, and only then did she get out of the car after a while: "Just here, Brother Yan. I am a wage earner; I can't compare to a big boss like you. I can't afford a meal of several thousand. And this isn't client socializing; the group won't reimburse it. Their barbecue is very popular, and the taste is good. You can't be unhappy."

"Eating is first for filling the stomach, and second for good taste. There are many things that are delicious and not expensive. I'm not a two-hundred-and-fifty who spends money just to spend money. Let's go, I can already smell the fragrance."

Watching Wang Yan enter the barbecue restaurant without looking back, the big wavy-haired woman smiled, followed him into the shop, sat at a window seat, and after ordering, she asked: "Do you want to drink some alcohol?"

"How can you eat barbecue without drinking alcohol?"

The big wavy-haired woman smiled brightly and ordered another case of beer. After thanking the waiter, she said: "Come to think of it, this is the first time I've treated a client to barbecue."

"You say that, and I'm quite sad. Although I didn't intend to buy a house at all, the deal may not be done, but the righteousness remains. I thought we were friends. I didn't expect that I would face the bright moon, but the bright moon would shine on the ditch."

"What are you saying, Brother Yan? We are naturally friends. I don't know how many people are begging to be friends with a big boss like you. It's just that I had a slip of the tongue. Don't you be like me, a little woman, and be knowledgeable. I'll punish myself with three cups in a while."

"I know your sales drinking capacity is not bad, but there's no need for self-punishment." Wang Yan waved his hand with a chuckle: "I have always thought that drinking should just be for happiness, for that kind of blur in slight intoxication—that is the most attractive part of wine. However, being alive in this world, it's inevitable to be unable to help oneself. We aren't doing any so-called social interaction; just eating a normal meal. No matter how much you drink, I still won't buy a house. There's no need; just drink well yourself."

"Brother Yan, this is your fault. Just now I said you were a client, and you denied it. But now you say that me treating you to a meal is just to sell you a house." The big wavy-haired woman blinked her big eyes: "Can't it be that your excellence, your charm, attracted me?"

"Is that so? Then after we finish eating, do you want to go to my place to see the layout? And the house is on the 36th floor; the scenery is still quite good. How about it?"

The big wavy-haired woman was stunned. This was clearly asking to sleep with her. She looked at Wang Yan, who was smiling: "Brother Yan, you are annoying. I'm not going."

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I have self-awareness. You say I'm excellent and have charm; I admit it all. But ultimately, it hasn't reached the point where a woman who has only known me for a week, only met twice, and especially isn't willing to sacrifice for money, would take the initiative to send herself to my door. You are a woman, and a beautiful woman at that; I have no resistance. So I warn you, don't tease me casually, otherwise, bear the consequences yourself."

The big wavy-haired woman smiled awkwardly: "You speak very directly."

"No need to cover up. Besides, if I cover up, would you believe it? A single man who is considered to have some money, who would believe he is really clean? Human hearts are too false, society is too impetuous, and life is too flat. We always need to do some stimulating things to adjust. So some people take drugs, some gamble, and some... sing songs all night."

Looking at Wang Yan's teasing eyes, the big wavy-haired woman rarely blushed. She lowered her head and opened two bottles of beer placed under the table: "Brother Yan, stop talking. Come, let's drink first."

Wang Yan laughed and took the beer, clinked with her, and then tilted his head and drank it *ton ton ton*.

Although the words spoken earlier were very sensitive, everyone is an adult, after all. Moreover, the big wavy-haired woman had long adapted to forcing a smile and had experienced many embarrassments, so it was no big deal. And the words were spoken by Mr. Wang; of course, he would round them back.

Actually, it was nothing. He could feel that the big wavy-haired woman didn't mind, or perhaps she thought too much, and what she thought of was only the matter between men and women. Otherwise, why would she blush? So the two talked to each other, and it was harmonious and happy, laughing and laughing, all very happy.

After eating and drinking well, at the entrance of the restaurant, the big wavy-haired woman, who didn't blush after drinking, looked at Wang Yan, who was smoking beside her: "Do you want me to send you back?"

"Unless you want to go to my place to see the scenery."

... The big wavy-haired woman didn't know what she was thinking, and opened her mouth with a chuckle: "Go another time..."

Hearing this, in her flustered eyes that didn't know what to do, Wang Yan approached her, reached out to comb her long hair, gently stroked her face with his warm palm, and finally lifted her chin: "The makeup is a bit thick; be thinner next time."

The big wavy-haired woman blushed instantly, lightly swung her small bag to hit him, and said annoyedly: "Annoying, leaving!"

Having said that, she got into the back seat of the car without looking back, pressed the car window to wave at him. The designated driver in the car started skillfully and merged into the traffic and drove away.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. After smoking the cigarette, he hailed a taxi and went home.

With this topic of the two sexes, Wang Yan's contact with Jin Ya became a bit tighter. The teasing meaning in his words increased bit by bit. Naturally, after a few days, he made an appointment to find time to look at houses, and by the way, have another meal. They continued to get to know each other.

On the other side, Zhu Suosuo, Wang Yan hadn't forgotten either. On Friday afternoon, he sent a message to Zhu Suosuo, making an appointment to eat on Saturday afternoon...

Zhu Suosuo was lying on the bed bored, shaking her feet while holding Luo Jiaming's tablet to watch a variety show. Suddenly, she heard a message notification on her phone. She grabbed the phone beside her and unlocked it. When she saw it was a message from Wang Yan, she did a sit-up, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She originally thought what Wang Yan said before was an excuse, but now he really wanted to treat her to a meal. After knowing the news from Jiang Nansun last time, she had checked it later, and roughly looked at some disclosed data. After various Baidu searches, she roughly understood some things. Especially after chatting idly with Jiang Nansun before, she inquired a bit more and knew that Jiang Pengfei had invested five million in Wang Yan's fund, while the smallest threshold was ten million.

This is a truly rich person, much richer than Mr. Ma, who she had been in hot contact with recently. Of course, she was very excited.

She typed *da da da* to edit the message, wanting to agree, but also considering whether replying too quickly would give Wang Yan a bad feeling. She also thought, she hadn't met him before; what should she say when they met? With such messy thoughts turning in her head, she still deleted the edited text, and instead, in the first column of the chat list, she clicked on Jiang Nansun's avatar and directly made a voice call.

It was quickly connected, and Jiang Nansun's hoarse voice came from the phone receiver: "Hello? Suosuo?"

"What are you doing?"

"Yes, Dad. What's the matter? Anything?" On the playground of the Baoshan campus of Shanghai University, Jiang Nansun held the phone in one hand and held Zhang Anren, who had a warm and doting smile on his face, in the other: "What's the matter? Anything?"

Zhu Suosuo said: "Wang Yan sent me a message, asking me to eat tomorrow afternoon."

"That's a good thing. Isn't your opportunity here? His wealth is top-tier among the people I know. What? Worried about that Mr. Ma?"

"Hmm... a little. The most important thing is that when I think about eating alone with Wang Yan, I get especially nervous. That's why I came to find you, wanting you to help me. Can you?"

"Help you? How to help?" Jiang Nansun's brain was still quite active, and she continued: "You don't want me to accompany you, do you?"

"Oh my, Nansun, you are really too smart. That's what I mean. You have eaten with him before, and you introduced us. I think it would be better if you went, so as to avoid being unable to talk to him and being too awkward. Can you?"

"Wang Yan didn't say he invited you to eat alone? He didn't invite me. And Zhang Anren and I have already agreed to go out to play together tomorrow."

"No speakerphone, right?"

"No."

Zhu Suosuo felt relieved and complained: "What can Zhang Anren take you to play? What can he play? He is so stingy. Since you two have been together, from the time I knew him, I haven't seen him eat out a few times. Even if you go out to play, how well can you play?"

Jiang Nansun looked at Zhang Anren beside her and smiled sweetly: "You don't understand. What's important isn't going out to play, but who you are with. You, a woman with nothing but money in her head, can't understand."

As for what Zhu Suosuo said about Zhang Anren, she didn't care at all. After all, she and Zhang Anren had been dating for more than two years, and Zhu Suosuo had been saying that for more than two years; she was used to it.

"Fine, it's my mouth that's bad. Let's talk about business." Zhu Suosuo said: "I haven't replied to him yet, but according to how you described him, I guess he doesn't care either. As for Zhang Anren... why don't you let him go together? Anyway, you are going, so bringing Zhang Anren won't matter. With more people, there's a sense of security, right?"

Jiang Nansun thought about it and nodded: "You ask if it's okay, and I'll ask Zhang Anren."

"Then I'll say I'm just with you."

"Fine, hanging up."

After speaking, Jiang Nansun hung up the phone, edited a message, and sent it over, only then putting the phone back into her small bag...

Zhu Suosuo had just put down the phone and was about to reply to Wang Yan when she saw the urgent message from her good sister, saying that if Wang Yan agreed to let two more people go, tell her to pass it on, and don't mention the blind date arranged by Jiang Pengfei.

Zhu Suosuo shook her head. She really didn't think Zhang Anren was a good match for her good sister; she had never thought highly of him. After all, she had known Jiang Nansun since she was a child and was too familiar with her. Talking about being satisfied with love, wouldn't she starve to death in the end? She let out a long sigh, ignored this matter, continued to click on Wang Yan's avatar, and typed *da da da* in the dialog box.

The gist was that she was with Jiang Nansun and also knew about Wang Yan wanting to treat them to a meal. She thought, could she bring Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren along? She also said she didn't mind, and that more people would be lively, etc.

Before long, she received a location for a restaurant—Tan's Official Cuisine—and a message: "Tomorrow afternoon at 4:30."

While feeling relieved, she hurriedly passed on what Jiang Nansun said. After getting an affirmative reply, she hurriedly sent it to Jiang Nansun. And after being slightly excited about the per-capita consumption of the restaurant, she got off the bed, took out her clothes, hummed a song, picked them up one by one to compare in front of her, and struggled with what to wear tomorrow to meet this rich man, Wang Yan.

Just then, the phone on the bed *dinged* again. Thinking it was Wang Yan sending another message, she hurriedly went over to pick up the phone and unlock it. It was a voice message from Mr. Ma. She clicked to play it.

"Suosuo, I happen to have time tomorrow afternoon. I'll take you to eat, then we'll stroll around and talk." Mr. Ma's voice came from the phone, with a gentle tone, and the speech was very casual, without giving a chance to refuse.

What was performed in the show ultimately wasn't comprehensive, so Wang Yan only knew the development of the plot, but he actually didn't know the specifics of many people. But if he heard this voice message from Mr. Ma, he would roughly judge that this Mr. Ma was not a novice. He should be like those people in the news who rent luxury cars to pick up girls, relying on the face of that top-spec 7-series BMW worth over two million from Ye Jinyan. It might not even cost money; eating and opening rooms could all be used to fool those girls.

Perhaps Zhu Suosuo was relatively shrewd, knowing what she wanted, and wouldn't scatter the eagle without seeing the rabbit. This Mr. Ma was reluctant to let the meat at his mouth go, so he had a hot head and misappropriated public funds, and was finally discovered. Maybe he got the girl, or maybe he didn't; anyway, it was a total loss.

As for this Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma the driver, he was just a driver, or a driver in the driver's team of the Jingyan Group. He could misappropriate the public funds of a listed company like the Jingyan Group, which had complete rules and regulations—that's just how it is. It's basically the same thing as Yuan Yuan, a saleswoman with fake education and resume, being able to transfer to the design department to work...

Zhu Suosuo frowned and held the phone, pondering for a moment, then cleared her throat and sent a voice message: "Sorry, I'm going to my good friend's house to eat tomorrow afternoon. We've already agreed. Let's talk when you have time next time." She was also an expert, specifically pinching her voice a little, making it sound very reserved.

Before long, Mr. Ma's message came back, expressing understanding and saying he could invite her friend to eat together. The two chatted like this...

Seeing Jiang Nansun put down the phone, Zhang Anren smiled: "Was it Zhu Suosuo talking about me again?"

"No, don't think too much. I want to discuss something with you, okay?"

"What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I met someone when I accompanied my dad's friend to eat before. It just so happens that he isn't too old, and his conditions are quite good, so I thought about introducing him to Suosuo. At that time, he said he wanted to treat Suosuo to a meal. I originally thought he was just being polite, but I didn't expect he really wanted to treat her. That person has good conditions, and Suosuo hasn't had contact with him before, so she wanted me to go with her to avoid the awkwardness of not knowing what to say. How about it? Are you going?"

Zhang Anren shook his head: "That person you mentioned didn't even invite us. And you going is enough; what can I do if I go?"

"But there's only one man, and Suosuo and I are two women eating with him. Are you at ease?"

Just as Zhang Anren was speaking, the phone that Jiang Nansun had just put into her small bag rang with a series of message alerts. "Message." She took out her phone and looked at it for a few times, then put the phone in front of Zhang Anren: "Look, look, it's not as complicated as you think. Didn't he say it? Originally, he wanted to get to know Suosuo first, and then eat together later. Now that it's happened together, let's eat together. The time and address are all sent. Tan's Official Cuisine, I've been there, the taste is good. Look, free big meal, how good. You should just go with me."

"Since you've said so, what else can I say?" Zhang Anren actually didn't really want to go, especially to that restaurant, where the per-capita consumption was one or two thousand. He felt he couldn't afford to go, and that person was even less comparable to him. He didn't want to be a foil. However, Jiang Nansun was acting like a spoiled child and pouting, so what else could he do?

"Don't worry, this person is still quite good and very easy to get along with. You'll know when you meet him. I really can't imagine that such a person is actually friends with my dad and is especially caring toward my dad. I can't understand it."

"Fate, perhaps." Zhang Anren replied casually, and then asked suspiciously: "Just now I looked at your chat with him, and there are a few questions about architecture. Is this person in our architecture industry?"

"No. You think about my dad being so obsessed with stocks, and you'll know. He is in finance, the boss of a private equity fund, very strong, only twenty-nine. Young, rich, you know Suosuo is always thinking about money, so I introduced her to him. However, Wang Yan—oh, this person's name is Wang Yan. He has very high attainments in architecture, very professional. When we ate before, he asked me... you will definitely be able to talk to him."

Zhang Anren listened blankly without speaking. Whether they could talk or not aside, the key was that his background was better than his, and he was smarter than him. Finance was learned by himself, and architecture was too. Just what Jiang Nansun repeated just now was a great inspiration to him.

It hit him a bit...

The next afternoon, in a private room of Tan's Official Cuisine, Wang Yan was led by a waiter and waved to the three people who stood up inside: "Sit, sit, no need to be so polite. I should be the one to apologize to you three. As the host, I should have arrived early, but I was delayed by traffic on the road. Really sorry. Waiter, please start serving the dishes."

Although the host today said "sit," no one sat. Looking at the waiter leaving, Jiang Nansun checked the time: "It's only 4:20 now, Brother Yan. We are the ones who came early; nothing to be sorry about. Here, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Zhang Anren."

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Zhang Anren wore a polite smile, reached out to shake hands with Wang Yan, and said seriously and formally: "I heard from Nansun before that you have very high attainments in architecture. My major is also this. We can communicate and explore it later."

Zhang Anren's performance was contradictory. His family background was originally not bad, but no matter what he did, he was petty everywhere. And now standing in front of him, he simultaneously expressed a sense of being neither humble nor arrogant, very serious.

However, Wang Yan didn't care. After all, he would be off the stage in a few episodes, and this could be considered an acquaintance. He patted his arm with his left hand: "Easy to say, easy to say. I know you; Nansun mentioned you when we ate before. You are about to become a glorious university teacher. Everyone is considered one of our own; no need to be so polite. I should be two or three years older than you. Like Nansun, just call me Brother Yan."

Zhang Anren smiled shyly: "Brother Yan, the matter of staying at the school will take a few months to be decided. It's too early to say now. With your auspicious words, I hope I can successfully stay at the school."

"Then I wish you success."

After they knew each other, Jiang Nansun pulled Zhu Suosuo on the side: "This is the protagonist you want to treat today, Zhu Suosuo."

"Brother Yan, hello, I won't be polite with you." Zhu Suosuo grinned, showing her pink gums, and took the initiative to reach out, expressing her openness and extroversion.

She was wearing a red dress. Her long hair should have been carefully clipped with small clips, and the curved hair was scattered. Her face was inevitably wearing heavy makeup.

Wang Yan looked at that red dress and felt it looked familiar. His thoughts turned, and he remembered it was exactly what Zhu Suosuo was wearing at the beginning, sitting on an electric scooter, shaking her hair *ka ka ka*, extremely coquettish.

He nodded with a chuckle, reached out to shake hands with her, and touched it once: "Hello, Suosuo. I'll call you Suosuo, no problem, right?"

"Of course no problem. Nansun and my other friends all call me that."

"You are more beautiful than in the photo."

"Right? I said she is more beautiful in person." Jiang Nansun smiled: "You two are dating, and Zhang Anren and I came over, no problem, right?"

"That's a bit fake. People are here, just waiting for the dishes to be served, so what else is there to say?" Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "However, to thank you for introducing Suosuo, this beautiful girl, to me, I will treat you to another meal when I have time."

"It's a deal. Say it first, bring family members."

Jiang Nansun is not a dull person; she is lively when she should be. Her family background is what it is, and she has seen plenty since she was a child. So, as a lubricant connecting the two sides, for the sake of her good sister, she is indeed very dedicated and very loyal right now.

"Alright, stood for a long time, the dishes are starting to be served. Sit, sit."

Wang Yan went around to the side and sat down next to Zhu Suosuo, with Zhang Anren on the other side, and Jiang Nansun sitting opposite. He looked at the few people and asked Zhang Anren beside him: "Can you drink white wine?"

"Still okay."

"Then we two drink white wine, and you two drink red wine. No need to drink too much, just drink according to your capacity. It's not those so-called business banquets or social interactions; just be happy yourself."

Zhu Suosuo and Jiang Nansun nodded happily, and Zhang Anren had the attribute of being smooth and slick in the show, so naturally, he didn't say anything. Immediately, the waiter served two bottles of white wine and two bottles of red wine, and exquisite dishes filled the table.

Wang Yan raised his glass to open the scene: "Come, let's have a drink together, just to mean it. After that, just follow your own heart and be casual. Just don't blame me for not entertaining you well."

What he said was interesting, and the other three people felt it was humorous, laughed and drank the wine together, started eating the dishes, and chatted.

"Nansun told me before that Suosuo, you are the same age as her?"

Zhu Suosuo nodded: "I'm two months older than her."

"I have a question I want to ask."

"Please say."

"You are so beautiful, there should be a lot of people pursuing you, right? Why are you still single?"

"Brother Yan, with conditions as good as yours, the women pursuing you are far more than the men pursuing me. Aren't you also still single?" Zhu Suosuo shook her head: "It's just that I haven't met the right one. I guess you are too, right?"

Zhang Anren couldn't help but touch his nose, turned to clink glasses with Jiang Nansun, and ate dishes to suppress the rising heat. The wine was good wine, and the dishes were good dishes, but the person wasn't a good person. He had listened to Jiang Nansun's phone call and knew there was some Mr. Ma, and later asked about it. Jiang Nansun said Zhu Suosuo was in contact.

He had known Zhu Suosuo for a long time, and Jiang Nansun was always in contact with Zhu Suosuo, so he still knew some past events. He knew even more that the so-called contact was roughly ambiguous pulling. So now listening to Zhu Suosuo's hypocritical words, he was somewhat uncomfortable.

Not to mention Wang Yan, a rich single man—without him maliciously speculating, in today's materialistic society, the probability of being clean and self-disciplined with such strength is too low...

Wang Yan looked in all directions, and Zhang Anren's subtle movements naturally couldn't escape his eyes. He acted as if he didn't notice, chuckled and nodded to Zhu Suosuo: "It's indeed that I haven't met the right person. Feelings are really not something to be rushed. Unlike little Zhang and Nansun, they have such fate."

Zhang Anren was still lamenting that these two were not good people, but unexpectedly the topic reached him. He smiled shyly: "It is indeed fate bestowed by heaven. Being able to be with Nansun is the greatest blessing of my life."

While speaking, he looked at Jiang Nansun, who was slightly blushing, with gentle eyes...