Chapter 498: Ready to See the Night View

Zhang Anren's words were cloying, but Jiang Nansun ate this set, and the sweetness and tenderness in the eyes of the two looking at each other were full.

When Jiang Pengfei scolded Jiang Nansun, he said that Zhang Anren wanted to use Jiang Nansun as a springboard to climb up. The ambitious appearance Zhang Anren showed in the show might not be otherwise.

Zhang Anren had been dating Yuan Yuan until college. As for whether they broke up for a period of time before being with Jiang Nansun, or seamlessly connected to be with Jiang Nansun, there was no key indication. If it was the former, Zhang Anren was innocent; if it was the latter, then Zhang Anren was indeed aiming for Jiang Nansun.

Of course, the greater possibility is that while dating Yuan Yuan, he discovered a junior like Jiang Nansun. After weighing it, he broke up with Yuan Yuan and turned to study Jiang Nansun, successfully getting together. After all, by comparison, Jiang Nansun's conditions were better, she was more beautiful, more cultured, and had a better future.

Whether he wanted to use Jiang Nansun as a springboard isn't very important. After all, no matter what, having a better woman, why not? This is completely no problem.

However, to say how much he loved or liked Jiang Nansun, that wouldn't be realistic. The so-called love has a time limit. Moreover, the deep-seated nature engraved in the bones of Chinese people destined that these things wouldn't be hung on the lips. What can be said out loud is mostly not true.

Like Zhang Anren, opening his mouth to say like and closing his mouth to say love, and even coming up with fate bestowed by heaven, especially in front of outsiders like them, it was very meaningless.

However, Zhang Anren was indeed loyal. When Jiang Pengfei went bankrupt, he did consider helping with all his heart. He didn't say he ran away directly, which was not bad. After all, it was only a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship; how could he possibly sell everything to help the Jiang family? And the fact was, at that time, even if he really sold everything to help, it wouldn't be enough to fill the Jiang family's hole; he had the heart but not the strength. Even if he had already registered for marriage with Jiang Nansun, at most it would be daily relief, not worth selling the house.

Overall, Zhang Anren is actually not bad; he doesn't have any major problems.

Zhu Suosuo waved her hand and smiled: "Hey, hey, hey, that's enough. Don't you see there are two other people here? This meatiness."

Jiang Nansun raised her head proudly, revealing her fair neck: "I'm willing."

"Sorry, Brother Yan." Zhang Anren held the small wine cup and drank one himself with a chuckle.

"What's this? It's not the past anymore; showing affection is very normal. Nothing big. Look at Nansun's happy appearance; she likes it very much." Wang Yan also smiled and drank a cup, ate dishes, and turned to look at Zhu Suosuo on the side: "You are the same age as Nansun. You should have graduated when she was studying for her master's. Before, she asked me to introduce you to a job. Then what have you been doing these two years? And looking at your clothes and bags, they aren't cheap; you should have a good job, right?"

Zhu Suosuo was awkward for a moment. She looked at her good sister and smiled: "I've done a few jobs before. I was either a clerk in a travel agency or a clerk in other companies. I could earn seven or eight thousand a month. I lived at my uncle's house, saving the biggest expense of rent. In addition, my dad is a sailor who goes to sea, and he occasionally gives me some money. I lived frugally to buy a few good-looking clothes and bags. The days were very bitter."

"The love of beauty is common to all. And the clothes you wear and the bags you carry can all give you some face. You made yourself beautiful and had face in front of others. Since you like it and are willing to suffer some bitterness for it, there's nothing you can't do. Straightforward, honest, not bad." Wang Yan nodded to show understanding, and amidst Zhu Suosuo's happy smile, he continued to ask: "Then why don't you continue to be a clerk? You have to know that frequently changing jobs has a great impact on your long-term career."

Jiang Nansun interrupted: "Are we Suosuo beautiful? There are always many troubles. And working like a cow and a horse for others, in the end, you can't earn much money and are exploited by the boss. Isn't it that where there is no place for the master, there is a place for the master? In this society, people won't starve to death. So, Brother Yan, if your friends have good jobs, please help Suosuo. Both she and I will thank you. Respect you a cup."

Zhu Suosuo looked gratefully at the good sister who helped her out. If she asked two more questions, she would have been exposed. She hurriedly picked up the wine glass: "Brother Yan, I also respect you."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Don't hold hope for me. I told Nansun before that many jobs are very professional, which is something you can't handle. What suits you is mostly clerk or sales, but you can find such jobs yourself easily. There are plenty; where is the need for me?"

Having said that, he signaled with his glass, and Zhang Anren also raised his glass, and the four of them drank together again and chatted.

Of course, he wouldn't manage finding a job for Zhu Suosuo. After all, according to the plot, she could go to Jingyan to recognize her father, so where would she need his intervention?

He asked about these work matters, just to see what Zhu Suosuo had done before and to touch the bottom. Although Zhu Suosuo spoke quite fluently, the flickering of her eyes in her words still proved her guilty conscience. Perhaps the actual situation was that she had done some work, but she definitely hadn't done it for a long time. And he naturally knew that Zhu Suosuo was currently ambiguous with that Mr. Ma, while pretending to be pure in front of him—how interesting.

They didn't talk about anything nutritious anymore; after all, today was just to get to know each other. Wang Yan chatted casually with them, chatted with Zhu Suosuo and Jiang Nansun about their childhood fun, chatted with Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren about architecture, and talked about his own past. Humorous, rich, approachable—the other three felt it was not bad.

Zhu Suosuo felt Wang Yan was rich, had taste, and had charm. Jiang Nansun, who met him for the second time, had a new understanding of Wang Yan. It seemed that he had such an affinity, making people feel very natural when together, making people want to get close. Zhang Anren was simple: he was excited to discuss architecture with Wang Yan and benefited a lot, and was frustrated by being hit by a man who was only three years older than him, who was elegant, rich, humorous, had extremely strong learning ability, and was as gentle as a spring breeze. By today, he had already worked very hard, but it was still difficult to see his back. How could he not be frustrated?

The meal was drunk with more than a bottle of white wine and more than a bottle of red wine, and everyone was a bit dizzy. The remaining white wine and red wine were given to Zhang Anren, letting him take them back to drink when he ate with Jiang Nansun. Zhang Anren naturally didn't feel humiliated; after all, the wine was several thousand a bottle. Although it was opened, Wang Yan's words were beautiful, and he didn't feel the feeling of Wang Yan sending away a beggar, so he accepted it happily.

Of course, he didn't take it for nothing. At the entrance of the restaurant, he held the packaged bag and smiled at Wang Yan: "Brother Yan, if you have time, wait a few days and Nansun and I will treat you to a meal, to thank you for your professional guidance and for the wine you gave. Of course, I definitely can't afford to treat you to such a good place; I can only find a small restaurant. I hope you don't mind and must honor us with your presence."

Wang Yan chuckled and patted his shoulder: "Easy to say, easy to say. I'm not picky; as long as the taste is good."

"Small shops have the goodness of small shops. I guarantee I won't let you down." Zhang Anren turned to look at Jiang Nansun: "Then Brother Yan, Nansun, I'll go first. Goodbye."

Wang Yan nodded, Jiang Nansun stepped forward to hold Zhang Anren's hand and sent him to the taxi, only then walking back happily: "Then we are leaving too."

"Where are you going? Do you want me to send you?"

Zhu Suosuo shook her head: "Brother Yan, no need. It's still early; we still want to stroll around. I don't know where to go, so don't worry about us. You go first."

"Fine, then have a good time. The red wine has a strong aftertaste, and you two didn't drink little. Pay attention to safety; if anything happens, find me anytime."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan." Jiang Nansun carried Zhu Suosuo, and the two waved together: "Goodbye."

Wang Yan nodded, got directly into his car, lowered the car window to wave at the two women, and the designated driver stepped on the gas and left.

Lighting a cigarette, Wang Yan leaned on the seat and exhaled smoke comfortably.

Actually, he really didn't expect Zhu Suosuo to find Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren to accompany her. Of course, whether Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren came or not, his purpose was to get to know Zhu Suosuo first. Wanting to sleep directly upon meeting was impossible.

Isn't there such a thing? Driving a car worth several hundred thousand to date someone, women who play openly will mostly agree. But if you drive a luxury car worth over a million, the same woman will mostly not agree.

The reason is still what they want. The former might really be mutual flesh bodhisattvas, just physical pleasure. The latter, however, wants to establish a long-term relationship, constantly pulling, hoping to get more money, or even becoming a proper girlfriend, or even more, really marrying into a wealthy family.

And their chips are very few, only that face that is considered beautiful, a body that has been polished several times, and naturally, they won't easily hand over their trump cards.

This kind of woman, another way of saying it is that she has no self-awareness. Through a simple meal of just over two hours, Zhu Suosuo's performance was roughly like this. If you want to blame someone, blame the fact that in Zhu Suosuo's eyes, Wang Yan's wealth was a bit too high.

However, Wang Yan didn't care. Just a little girl, nothing big. He exhaled a puff of smoke lightly, and on his face was the smile he always maintained...

Watching the car merge into the main road and drive away, Jiang Nansun bumped Zhu Suosuo beside her with a smile: "Hey, come back to your senses. You can't even see the taillights."

Zhu Suosuo's face was a bit hot, but fortunately, because the flush from drinking hadn't faded, it couldn't be seen. She smiled: "He is really very good. Not to mention rich, he understands so much, and can even discuss women's cosmetics. He speaks interestingly and doesn't put on airs. Nansun, thank you. Not only did you introduce me to him, but you also pulled Zhang Anren to accompany me today."

"It's nothing. Anyway, we ate a big meal for free, and Zhang Anren even took two bottles of wine back. Didn't come for nothing. Besides, isn't it what I should do to support you? You've seen the person. Actually, even if we didn't come, you could have chatted very happily with him. Maybe now you would have gone to his luxury house with him."

"Go, what are you saying? Am I the kind of woman who pounces on men when she sees them? Besides, he is so rich. If I want to pounce, I have to pounce on something of value, right? How can it be so easy to send myself to his door?" Zhu Suosuo rolled her eyes annoyedly: "But speaking of which, after comparing today, I don't understand even more why you are so dead set on Zhang Anren. He really is too far behind Wang Yan. Not only is he richer than Zhang Anren, he is also more handsome, understands more, and is more humorous. Such a man, you actually introduced him to me?"

"You superficial woman, how can you understand the feelings between me and Zhang Anren."

"Come on, I've also dated. I was also desperate back then, but I just understood it later. What's wrong with being superficial? It's better than following Zhang Anren to eat chaff and swallow vegetables."

Jiang Nansun shook her head: "I'm willing. You don't think you have it in the bag, right? You think Wang Yan is so easy to fool? When he asked about your work before, didn't you see it? At that time, he had almost figured you out. People like him are monkey-smart; how could he not see that what you said wasn't entirely true? And later, when we chatted about childhood, he had already figured you out."

Zhu Suosuo naturally knew, but how could she give up so easily? It wasn't easy to meet a big one. She was about to reply when the phone on the bed *dinged* again. She picked it up and looked at it, then typed *da da da*.

"Who is it? That Mr. Ma?"

"Hmm, invited me to eat tomorrow afternoon and then stroll around. Actually, he invited me to go out today yesterday, but because I was going to eat with Wang Yan, I pushed it."

Jiang Nansun smiled: "Wang Yan is much stronger than that Mr. Ma; this is indisputable. How do you choose?"

"How to choose? Is that something I can choose?" Zhu Suosuo shook her head: "Now Mr. Ma is reachable, and Wang Yan is unreachable, so of course I'm in contact with both. Besides, I have to hurry up and find a job, and see what happens..."

"Hey..." Jiang Nansun sighed: "I've been thinking recently whether I should move out of the house."

"Why? Isn't it quite good to live at home?"

"You don't know. Before, my dad arranged a blind date for me with Wang Yan, and later he invested money there, and knew more clearly about Wang Yan's financial strength. Because of the blind date before, I was not only not active, but also said I had a boyfriend like Zhang Anren, which made my dad lose face in front of Wang Yan and swept Wang Yan's face. He has been looking at me with displeasure. Until now, he still hasn't given up, talking about wanting me to have contact with Wang Yan. I'm annoyed to death."

"Your dad is also for your own good. After all, your family conditions are so good, and it's not a match for Zhang Anren. It's normal for him to be unhappy. Besides, there's someone with such good conditions as Wang Yan that you don't want to have contact with; it's no wonder your dad is angry." Zhu Suosuo was talking while typing *da da da* again, and only then did she put away her phone and pull Jiang Nansun: "Let's go, let's go, let's find another place to eat something. Just now at the dinner table, I was really embarrassed to eat more. Hey, I just remembered, the three of us didn't eat much, and the rest were all eaten by Wang Yan. Tell me, why can he eat so much?"

"Not only can he eat, but he also makes you ignore it subconsciously. Without knowing it, he ate a lot, and he still looked so elegant. This is what's powerful. I somewhat regret introducing you two."

"Why?"

"Think about it, it's only the first time we met, and we both have such a good impression of him. Although you are materialistic, you still want face. There are so many women who don't want face. Think about what they will look like when they see someone like Wang Yan. So, he doesn't lack women at all. If you really invest in it, the final result will most likely be a bamboo basket to draw water—all empty."

"Then I have to draw water first." Zhu Suosuo shook her head, not caring at all: "It's not like I haven't been empty before. Don't worry about me. Let's go, let's go to that noodle shop we often go to. Now I need carbohydrates. After eating the noodles, go home and have a good sleep. Comfortable."

The two women chatted and laughed as they got into a taxi and left, their words full of a beautiful future life...

After this meal, except for Zhang Anren's invitation four days later, when they ate another meal at a food stall with Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo, Wang Yan didn't meet them again, but they chatted on WeChat from time to time.

Of course, they were the ones who took the initiative to talk to him. Jiang Nansun was asking about architecture problems, and Zhang Anren was too; he also added his WeChat. Zhu Suosuo would flirt a few sentences when she had nothing to do, occasionally say hello, and chat a few sentences when there was nothing to talk about.

Wang Yan was naturally cold. As long as there was a message, he would definitely reply, but when he replied was uncertain. His relationship with the two women was narrowing bit by bit in this occasional communication.

Just passing day by day, Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren's relationship was still very good. Although Wang Yongzheng was stirring things up in the middle, working together on a construction site, there were some small quarrels, and Jiang Nansun was shouting every day that she was annoyed by him.

Zhu Suosuo naturally wasn't idle either. She was anxiously studying how to talk to Wang Yan to make Wang Yan have a better impression and feeling of her, while also playing along with Mr. Ma.

Originally, it was uncertain whether she had a substantial relationship with Mr. Ma, but now, it definitely wouldn't happen. Because on the other side, there was a much more awesome Wang Yan supporting there. If she let Mr. Ma succeed on this side, it wouldn't be as good as sending herself to Wang Yan's door directly. It was also because she did this that she got more things than originally. The less easily she spread her legs, the better Mr. Ma felt, and the less he wanted to give up. Because he felt he saw through Zhu Suosuo's disguise, knowing it could definitely be taken down, just didn't know when it could be taken down.

But these small changes wouldn't have any impact on the plot. Because this Mr. Ma was ultimately just a driver, or a driver in the driver's team of the Jingyan Group, not Ye Jinyan's dedicated driver, and didn't even reach the level of a confidant. When dating Zhu Suosuo, he was always suddenly busy, hurriedly adjusting the seat, checking the car condition—naturally, it would arouse Zhu Suosuo's suspicion. At the same time, in order to take down Zhu Suosuo, Mr. Ma spent more money, and Jingyan also noticed it.

Naturally, Zhu Suosuo still let Jiang Nansun inquire about what this Mr. Ma was doing in the Jingyan Group. Unsurprisingly, she successfully discovered that Mr. Ma was Master Ma. The tragic Master Ma was fired, confessed to Zhu Suosuo with true feelings, and asked for forgiveness. He got Zhu Suosuo's words that she didn't care about anything else, just cared about Master Ma's deception. Master Ma retreated to the second best, without retaining any dignity, wanting Zhu Suosuo to return the things he had sent before, which naturally was fruitless, and he retreated in gloom.

So it's still that sentence: the fault of this Mr. Ma, Master Ma, ultimately wasn't deception, but that he was Master Ma, not the real Mr. Ma. To put it bluntly, he had no money. If he were the real Mr. Ma, and pretended to be Master Ma first, he definitely wouldn't be able to approach Zhu Suosuo. However, if he rose up later and revealed his true self, Zhu Suosuo would mostly beg for forgiveness and definitely wouldn't mention the so-called deception.

Zhu Suosuo still moved to Jiang Nansun's house, and this time she got more money from the Jingyan Group—120,000. And Zhu Suosuo and Master Ma hadn't known each other for more than a month.

It was also in the process of returning those luxury goods to the Jingyan Group that Zhu Suosuo recognized Yang Ke, who was the sales director of the Jingyan Group, and received an invitation to work as a salesperson under him...

Wang Yan was even less idle. Besides Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo, he also kept in touch with Jin Ya, the big wavy-haired woman. And unlike how he treated Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo, his contact with the big wavy-haired woman became tighter bit by bit. From chatting about houses at the beginning, to talking about work later, and then to the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty things in life. From simply saying hello every day and keeping in touch, to talking about everything when there was nothing to do, they were already very familiar. Of course, in this process, houses were still looked at, and after looking, there was inevitably a meal.

This was the sixth time Wang Yan came out to look at houses with the big wavy-haired woman. Afterward, in a high-end French restaurant on the Bund, sitting by the window, looking at the lights of the night view outside, he shook his red wine glass.

Watching Wang Yan drink a big gulp of wine, rolling it three times to savor it, the big wavy-haired woman, whose makeup style was now much more elegant, smiled charmingly: "Are you already used to tasting it first every time you drink? I see that no

"Wine is the essence of grain, after all. Even though this is red wine, it is still the essence of grapes. Feeling its flavor bloom on the tip of the tongue still feels quite good; it can be considered a small pleasure."

Wang Yan nodded; this was indeed his habit. Although he had never deliberately practiced it, he had drunk wine for so many years—good wine, bad wine, domestic, foreign—he had drunk them all, so naturally, he could tell. He could tell the alcohol content, the brand, and the origin, with an accuracy rate of ninety-five percent. It was the same with tea; after all, by comparison, he drank even more tea and was even more proficient in it.

"This pleasure you speak of is only mastered by people like sommeliers who make a living from it. For someone not in this industry to reach your level, who knows how much money they would have to throw away and how much time they would have to spend practicing? It's truly extravagant."

"Don't you understand it too? Remember the first time we ate together, didn't you talk about it in a very organized way?"

"How could I possibly taste what is what? That was just rote memorization. It was for work, just to have common topics with rich people like you. I've worked for so many years and have come into contact with quite a few rich people. Honestly, Brother Yan, there are really too few people who are truly proficient like you. In fact, many people are just pretending to be very knowledgeable, forcing themselves to act like aristocrats."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "You are quite honest."

"That's right, I'm with you, so of course I'm telling the truth. Because you're an expert, and I can't fool you, so I can only rely on sincerity." The Big Da Da Bo Lang said with a smile: "Besides, Brother Yan, you are a very straightforward person, so I'm just catering to your preferences. Furthermore, we are already so familiar with each other, and you are so accurate in judging people and things, so there's no need for that."

"Already so familiar?" Wang Yan cut the steak on the large plate with a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right, looking at her with a smile: "So, are you already prepared to go to the opposite side to look at the beautiful night scenery of this magic city?"

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the towering building on the other side of the river, which was lit up with neon lights.

The Big Da Da Bo Lang did not speak, and she also followed him to look out the window.

That prosperity is truly fascinating...