Chapter 501: The Little Girl Is Still a Bit Green

Not until the taxi disappeared from view did Zhu Suosuo put away her smile, frowning and thinking about Wang Yan and "Big Waves." With a woman's intuition, she had a bad premonition. For a moment, she stood frozen in place.

Not until her phone rang did she come back to her senses. She took out her phone and looked at the caller ID; it was Jiang Nansun. She hung up the phone and told her she had arrived at the door via WeChat. Then she let out a long breath, stepped into the alley, and around the four-ring car, she even used her phone's flashlight to look at it carefully...

Entering the Jiang house, she dealt with Jiang Pengfei, who was still angry but insisted on expressing his apologies, and Zhu Suosuo went up to the attic.

Jiang Nansun was lying on the bed playing with her phone. Seeing Zhu Suosuo come in, she said: "I'm sorry, Suosuo, my dad is just like that, don't be angry."

"What could I be angry about? If I really sat down for a meal, what if I said something wrong and Uncle found out you introduced me to Wang Yan, what then?" Zhu Suosuo waved her hand indifferently: "I just came back and saw his car was still downstairs?"

"He drank, my dad said to park the car here and have me drive it back to him tomorrow. He also wanted me to go see his luxury mansion, really, I don't know why my dad won't give up."

"It's your brain that's short-circuited, right? I don't know what kind of love potion Zhang Anren gave you. Hey, aren't you going to his house tomorrow? Can you take a picture and send it to me when you do?"

"Even if you didn't say it, I would have sent it to you, really." Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes, sighed, and said: "Suosuo, didn't you join Jingyan? Did you ask Wang Yan if he's buying a house? Even if he doesn't buy, it would be good to have him introduce some people to you."

"Ah? Right. It's too late today, I'll ask him tomorrow. Do you know how much commission you get for selling a house? Fifty or sixty thousand, sixty or seventy thousand. Sometimes, to boost performance, the company even increases the commission ratio, and some houses can reach over one hundred thousand. Now, whenever I open or close my eyes, my head is full of money."

"I wish you success."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Suosuo asked: "Did you drink?"

"I drank this much red wine." Jiang Nansun measured the amount with her thumb and index finger and asked suspiciously: "Why?"

"The traffic police wouldn't be able to detect it, right?"

"If they detect it, it's just a criticism and education... aren't you going to..."

Zhu Suosuo clapped her hands: "Right, isn't his car parked downstairs? A luxury car worth over two million, I don't even have a driver's license, let alone driving it, I haven't even sat in one. It's not that busy now, shall we go for a ride?"

"This... isn't good, right?"

Seeing through her disguise, Zhu Suosuo said: "Then why don't you just ask him? He definitely won't refuse."

"Then shall I ask?"

"Oh, hurry up."

Jiang Nansun picked up her phone and sent a message to Wang Yan. After a while, she received a "Pay attention to safety." After politely caring about whether Wang Yan had arrived home and wishing him a good dream, she stood up and said: "Let's go, let's go for a ride."

Her family was rich, but she had a spendthrift father, so she had never driven a car worth over two million either.

The two of them went downstairs immediately. Under Dai Yin's instructions, they went out and got into the car. The headlights flashed, and they stepped on the gas pedal with a hum...

Early the next morning, "Big Waves," who had spent another lingering night, finished breakfast and walked to work while yawning. Yesterday, she had already said that Wang Yan should introduce the customers to her first, and she would make contact on her side; as for what house to buy, they could talk about it later, it didn't necessarily have to be Dongli. Wang Yan had agreed very decisively, saying he would ask today and try to introduce three or four. So, to show her gratitude, she had put in some effort and stretched her muscles.

She really admired Wang Yan—good body, plenty of energy. After tossing and turning so late, this animal could actually go running early in the morning, looking like he had infinite energy. Sighing all the way, before long, she arrived at the Center Building and took the elevator upstairs.

"Morning, Apple."

Seeing the young and pretty girl who had just arrived, "Big Waves" nodded: "Morning, Suosuo, youth is truly good, full of energy." Saying this, she went to greet other colleagues.

"You didn't rest well?"

"Mm, a bit of insomnia."

Zhu Suosuo leaned close to "Big Waves": "Apple, is your name Jin Ya?" She wanted to confirm. After going for a ride until midnight last night, and being driven to work by Jiang Nansun this morning, she wanted to confirm it even more.

"Big Waves" raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "I remember I didn't tell you, right? How did you know? Did the boss tell you?"

"No, I have a friend, his name is Wang Yan, he said he knows you."

"Oh..." "Big Waves" nodded and laughed: "That's quite a coincidence. But how did you get to know him? He's a big boss of a private equity fund, you shouldn't have been able to reach him before, right?"

Zhu Suosuo explained roughly and asked curiously: "When did you two meet?"

"I called him two months ago, wanting to sell him a house, but he was busy with work at that time and didn't have time to pay attention. It wasn't until last month, because Dongli was about to open, that I called him again to make an appointment to see the house, thinking I'd prepare, so I could sell him a Dongli house later. But he never thought about buying a house; he came with the idea of understanding the real estate market. I didn't mind, we have indicators for taking people to see houses, so I took him to see various projects. Seeing you like this, I know, did you ask him if he's buying a house? Did he calculate an account for you?"

"Big Waves" knew about this; Wang Yan had told her when he went back last night, and how they met was explained clearly. He said it was to avoid her being caught off guard—tsk, what a thoughtful man...

Zhu Suosuo couldn't tell whether this "wave" in front of her had an affair with Wang Yan or not, so she nodded blankly: "Forget it, but it's okay, he said he'd introduce a customer to me today, a fund manager under him who wants to change to a big house, and I'm waiting for his news. Didn't he introduce any customers to you?"

"He did say he would, but there's always time, always running into friends who want to buy houses—isn't that just an excuse? My relationship is still a bit lacking, I'm even a bit jealous of you. At least you were introduced by a real friend, while I'm just a crying, laughing little salesperson, really..." "Big Waves" shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"You don't lack the money from selling houses, right? Looking at your outfit yesterday, and this outfit today..." Zhu Suosuo left her words unfinished, very well expressing the meaning in her words.

"Big Waves" shook her head: "Who would think they have too much money? Besides, if I were really rich, why would I be here tired to death every day, smiling at people? Alright, stop gossiping about me. I don't have your good fortune, I can only cry and laugh while making phone calls..."

Zhu Suosuo laughed, returned to her workstation, sat down, continued to look at the data on the computer, and occasionally looked at her phone, waiting for Wang Yan's news.

Seeing her like this, "Big Waves" shook her head and smiled; the little girl was still a bit green. As a woman, she naturally felt some of Zhu Suosuo's thoughts. But she didn't care; anyway, apart from physical pleasure and a certain degree of spiritual sustenance, she didn't want to get anything from Wang Yan. If he called, she would go; if he didn't, she wouldn't. Without expectations, there was no disappointment, and she remained in an invincible position.

Moreover, she didn't think Zhu Suosuo could get much from Wang Yan. Because Wang Yan's status determined that he wouldn't lack pretty women who were after money. Everything depends on core competitiveness, and she didn't think Zhu Suosuo had anything special.

Zhu Suosuo, who didn't have anything special, looked at the new contact addition request on WeChat. Seeing the note "Introduced by President Wang," she clenched her fist. After passing it, the other side sent a form directly, detailing the requirements for buying a house. She sighed at how decisive he was, then sent a voice message to Wang Yan: "Thank you, Brother Yan, *muah*, love you." Immediately after, she ran to find Yang Ke. It was only her second day at work, and she didn't know anything.

Only "Big Waves" sat at her workstation, flipping through the customer information she had memorized and shaking her head...

At nine o'clock sharp, on the side of the road outside the west gate of Tomson Riviera, Jiang Nansun found Wang Yan with her phone and sent him a message. Shortly after, she received a reply. After taking a look, she started the car directly, drove into the underground garage of the residential area, found a parking space, slowly backed into the spot, and then was led upstairs by the property staff.

She rang the doorbell, and before long, she saw Wang Yan appear at the door wearing shorts and slippers.

"Here, your car keys, I won't disturb you."

After thanking the property staff, Wang Yan took the keys from her hand and pulled her into the room: "You're already at the door, if I don't let you come in and take a look, wouldn't that be my fault?"

Jiang Nansun was just saying one thing while meaning another. If she didn't want to come, she could have said so when she saw him off last night, and he naturally would have sent someone to pick it up. Even if she really didn't want to enter the room when she got downstairs, she could have let the property staff park the car, and then have them send the keys up. Now that she was standing at the door, doing this was just pretending.

If it were an ordinary normal woman, that would be polite talk. Changing to Jiang Nansun, it was "tea-talk" (acting innocent/pretentious), deliberately acting reserved. This was, of course, also a kind of double standard, but who cared?

Caught off guard and pulled into the room, supported by Wang Yan to stand steady, she said: "Aren't you going to find me a pair of shoes?"

"It's fine, just go in directly, tomorrow is the day the cleaners come, it doesn't matter, just be casual." As he spoke, Wang Yan walked in first.

Looking back at the wide-open door, Jiang Nansun paused for a moment, then closed the door herself and entered the room.

"A man and a woman alone, you're quite bold."

"If you really wanted to do something, opening the door wouldn't help." Jiang Nansun took the mineral water he threw over, shook her head, and smiled bitterly: "And maybe my dad hopes you'll act like a beast."

"Your dad doesn't have a single good point in your mouth. Alright, take a look around."

Jiang Nansun shrugged, holding the mineral water and wandering around the room. Over four hundred square meters, with over three hundred square meters of interior space—to look through it once, you really had to walk around for a while.

The room had red sandalwood flooring throughout, with floor tiles only in the kitchen and bathroom. As always, all the walls that could be knocked down were knocked down, and functional areas were separated by bookshelves or storage racks holding messy things. The overall decoration style belonged to the Chinese minimalist style, and the layout could basically be seen at a glance. Simple, atmospheric.

Taking her phone and filming a circle, she returned to the living room, went to the balcony to feel the scenery, turned back to look at Wang Yan, who was sitting there quietly drinking tea: "Brother Yan, your house is quite nice, the decoration looks simple and atmospheric, it's just that you don't seem to have considered the future?"

"If there's a need, I can buy another one."

... "Then since that's the case, why didn't you buy the house in the front row in the first place? The view over there is better than here, and I remember the area in the front row seems to be larger, you don't lack that money, right, Brother Yan?"

Wang Yan nodded: "Of course, the building in the front row is one household per floor, over six hundred square meters, which is a difference of about fifty million. But don't you think six hundred square meters is too big? For this house, I already feel it's too empty."

Thinking of the few scattered cosmetics she saw on the table in the bedroom, Jiang Nansun nodded. Four hundred square meters, even for two people, would still be very empty. The main bedroom alone was nearly one hundred square meters...

She didn't talk much, glanced at the stock trading interface on the laptop on the coffee table, and changed the subject: "The market is about to open, aren't you going to work at the company?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "I'm just looking at the situation, the fund managers under me are all experienced, they can do very well, they don't need me to operate. What about you, aren't you interning at the construction site? Why did you come over in the morning?"

"I took the morning off. It's better to return the car early, and Suosuo hasn't told you yet, right? She found a job, doing sales at Jingyan Group, their company is in the Center Building, so it's just right to send her to work, to avoid squeezing into the subway." Jiang Nansun sighed and said: "Right, Brother Yan, Suosuo is selling houses at Jingyan Group, if you want to buy a house, or if your friends want to buy a house, you can look for her."

Her words made Wang Yan pause. Because he had met Zhu Suosuo last night, and the matter of introducing customers to buy houses had already been discussed. Now it seemed that Zhu Suosuo had intentionally created an encounter last night and hadn't told Jiang Nansun after going back. This was a clumsy concealment, because now Jiang Nansun was helping her good sister speak. Maybe when the two sisters were talking last night, there was an order, and she was too embarrassed to say it again, which was a bit interesting.

Because Jiang Nansun was dating Zhang Anren and had never expressed any other tendencies, and running into each other by chance wasn't a big deal, yet she concealed it. Perhaps it was because she didn't want Jiang Nansun to know she had deliberately created an encounter, or perhaps it was her subconscious reaction, a kind of protection of her own privacy...

Wang Yan, of course, was a good person. He nodded and smiled: "I know, she already told me, it just so happens that one of my fund managers wants to change to a big house, I introduced him to her before you came."

"Brother Yan, I thank you on behalf of Suosuo." Jiang Nansun didn't care and nodded: "Actually, Suosuo has had it quite hard. Her mother ran away very early, she hasn't even seen what her mother looks like. Her father has been drifting at sea for years, and she doesn't see him many times a year. She has lived at her uncle's house since she was a child, it's quite heartbreaking."

Everyone's growth has traces to follow, and there are always various reasons for becoming who they are later. "Pitiful" is the subjective emotion of others. For the person involved, there is only fortune or misfortune.

Zhu Suosuo lacked discipline, went down the wrong path, and played quite well; she herself might not necessarily dislike it.

Then there's the matter of looking for a father. Her biological father only gave money and didn't discipline her, her uncle fulfilled the responsibility of a father and raised her. Perhaps she wasn't his biological child, so it was hard to educate her, but he didn't mistreat her and took care of her until now without worry for food or clothing. In the end, she went to Ye Jinyan to look for the feeling of a father...

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Although you always have to look for sales when buying a house, there's no need to look for her specifically. Actually, it's also looking at your face, in the end, it's looking at your father."

This was a progression of the relationship, Jiang Nansun could understand. And she also knew that Zhu Suosuo was indeed a materialistic woman, and she knew even better that Wang Yan could see through it.

"Then take it as me thanking you, and thank you on behalf of my father." She didn't care and smiled: "Alright Brother Yan, the car is returned, the luxury mansion has been seen, I won't disturb you anymore, I still have to go to the construction site in Songjiang, it's quite far."

Wang Yan checked the time: "How about this, stay at my place for a while, let's have a simple meal around eleven o'clock, and then I'll drive you over. It just so happens I have nothing to do, treat it as going for a drive, and it's been a long time since I left the city center of Shanghai, it's good to go out and see. It's settled, the Wi-Fi password is eight zeros, the fridge is over there, there's food and drink, do whatever you want."

Swallowing the refusal that reached her lips, Jiang Nansun smiled helplessly: "Alright then."

She wandered around the room again, touching this and looking at that, couldn't help but make comparisons in her mind.

Zhang Anren was an ambitious person, thorough in his work, kind to others, listened to her and followed her, and was very doting. And Wang Yan? Removing the factor of being rich, he was confident, domineering, humorous, and knowledgeable. Wang Yongzheng was cynical, didn't care about anything, and gave people a kind of romantic freedom.

Comparing the three, she naturally leaned toward her serious boyfriend Zhang Anren, but she couldn't ignore the small attraction brought by Wang Yongzheng's cynicism, and even more couldn't deny Wang Yan's excellence. Because whether it was Zhang Anren or Wang Yongzheng, they couldn't be compared in front of Wang Yan...

She walked aimlessly by the bookshelves in the room, looking at the professional books in various fields, looking at some calligraphy and painting works hanging on the wall, occasionally asking Wang Yan some questions to satisfy her curiosity, and from time to time taking pictures with her phone and sending them to Zhu Suosuo, the two chatting intermittently.

Soon, two hours passed. Wang Yan took Jiang Nansun downstairs, found a decent shop to eat noodles, and then drove Jiang Nansun to the construction site in Songjiang.

Listening to light and cheerful songs along the way, chatting and laughing, she didn't feel the journey was long. When the car stopped at the entrance of the construction site, it was just time for the afternoon shift.

"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Yan, drive slowly on the way back." Jiang Nansun unbuckled her seatbelt and looked at Wang Yan, who was lowering the car window to light a cigarette beside her.

"Don't always be so formal, go."

Jiang Nansun smiled sweetly, got out of the car and closed the door, and Wang Yan decisively turned around and left.

"Licking" (sucking up) is to kneel and lick others without dignity or bottom line. In a relationship, knowing the other party doesn't like you, yet persistently losing dignity and bottom line to cater to the other party.

Wang Yan, of course, couldn't really "lick" anyone, he was just polishing his favorability; this was a prerequisite. No one can gain another person's favor for nothing without contact and without paying something. Even more, no one can gain favor after causing a certain amount of harm to a woman. Unless the woman is somewhat abnormal and has a preference for being abused. Or if he has some superpower to confuse people's hearts.

This was also why, even though he knew all the bad things about the women in the drama, he still tried his best to be kind and didn't expose them to make them embarrassed. Of course, he really didn't care, which was why he was equally kind to men.

This trip to send Jiang Nansun over was indeed quite idle, and it was quite good to go for a stroll along the way. Songjiang was actually quite nice, with wetland parks, Liangzhu ruins, historical sites...

Watching Wang Yan's car drive away, Jiang Nansun smiled and slung her bag over her shoulder to turn around, only to see Wang Yongzheng standing a few steps behind her. She hurriedly took a few steps back, suppressed the scream in her throat, and looked at him irritably: "Wang Yongzheng, are you sick? Why are you standing behind me without a sound?"

"It's you who were so fascinated looking at someone." Wang Yongzheng shrugged, raised an eyebrow, and spread his hands, still looking cynical, but asked a series of questions: "What's your situation? Broke up with Zhang Anren? New boyfriend? You changed too fast, right? And he's a rich man?"

"None of your business?" Jiang Nansun raised her neck and walked away haughtily.

Arriving at the construction site, the two did their own work and remained silent until after three o'clock, when Wang Yongzheng approached a few steps, coughed, and said: "Hey, Zhang Anren is here?"

Jiang Nansun looked up at the sound and saw Zhang Anren walking over with a warm smile. She met him halfway and asked happily: "Why are you here again?"

"You're working at the construction site, how can I be at ease? Besides, I can come over to help you, reduce some of your burden, and when it comes to the evaluation later, it can also improve some of your work results, giving Professor Dong a good impression of you."

"Forget it, Professor Dong knows you're helping me."

"We are one, the credit is all on you, it doesn't matter." As he spoke, Zhang Anren looked up at Wang Yongzheng, who was walking over, somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Nansun also looked back: "Hey, do you have something to say?"

"This is a construction site, not a place for you two to talk about love. Also, I'm not called 'Hey', I'm called Wang Yongzheng." He frowned and examined Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren, noticing their joined hands: "I really don't understand, didn't you two break up? Why are you so intimate now? And what's going on with that person who drove you here in a luxury car earlier? Wow, no way, Jiang Nansun, could it be that you..."

Jiang Nansun stepped forward and gave him a poke irritably: "You can't expect a dog to spit out ivory."

Zhang Anren hurriedly pulled his girlfriend, who was about to take action, and asked suspiciously: "Nansun, what is Wang Laoshi saying? When did we break up? And what's the situation with someone driving you here in a luxury car?"

Glaring fiercely at Wang Yongzheng, who was rubbing his body exaggeratedly, Jiang Nansun said: "Don't misunderstand, he's just spreading rumors. I never said we broke up. The one who sent me here was Brother Yan. It's like this, he's a friend of my dad's, yesterday my dad invited him to our home for dinner to ask about stock market problems, he drank too much and parked the car downstairs at my house.

It just so happens I can drive, so my dad asked me to drive it to him. Then he knew I was coming to Songjiang, and he happened to want to go out for a stroll, so he sent me here on the way. That's how this gossip-monger saw it and started talking nonsense here, don't listen to him, he only knows how to spread rumors."

Zhang Anren pulled Jiang Nansun behind him, stepped forward, and looked at Wang Yongzheng: "Wang Laoshi, there is a saying in China: 'Do not comment without knowing the full picture.' You are a foreigner, let me explain it to you—it means don't express opinions or evaluations casually without knowing the specific situation. I hope you won't casually hurt people with malicious speculation based on your own wishes in the future."

Wang Yongzheng was in the wrong, so he put his hands together, looking sincere: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I was wrong, I shouldn't have spoken casually, apologies. I didn't mean it, I hope you can forgive me, don't hold it against me, thank you."

"Let's go, ignore him." Jiang Nansun snorted, pulled Zhang Anren to the side to be affectionate. Zhang Anren's appearance just now was still quite handsome.

Watching them whispering over there, Wang Yongzheng shrugged, let out a long breath, and turned back to continue his work.

He miscalculated. Zhang Anren, whom he had always looked down upon, had stepped on him to show off, gained more favor with Jiang Nansun, and suppressed him. So annoying... ===== CHAPTER 502 =====