Chapter 502: You Are the Feast

"I saw it today, you're really decisive. You just introduced your subordinate to Zhu Suosuo just like that?"

Wang Yan slapped "Big Waves" on the butt: "Didn't I also push four people to you? Why aren't you happy about this?"

"Can that be the same? I've already put myself into this, while she hasn't paid anything." "Big Waves" raised her head and let out a muffled groan: "You aren't thinking about that Zhu Suosuo, are you? Planning to give her some sweetness to taste first?"

"Life is too boring, I'm just finding something to do. Actually, it's not about thinking about her. Just take the million-plus I spent on you—when we first met, if I had just thrown it at you, you might not have done it. But if I threw it at that Zhu Suosuo, she would be willing to do things you wouldn't."

"No, now that I think about it, even if you didn't throw money, I would still do it." "Big Waves" hugged Wang Yan's neck and kissed him passionately.

Wang Yan laughed and asked: "Is anyone in your company gossiping?"

"How could they not gossip when I wear the things you bought for me? It's okay at Jingyan, after all, the women in our sales department aren't bad, and they've all had scandals with our boss, so there haven't been any good words for years, and we're used to it. It's the gossip outside; I'm now a hot topic in the Center Building, and I've become a famous 'mistress' in the Center Building. As I walk by, men sneak a peek, and women help me build my reputation in the Center Building—they're all just idle things with nothing left but their mouths. They're just envious, jealous, and hateful. Let them say what they want, I'm not afraid anyway, I'll just annoy them to death."

Working in the same building, they were all hardworking employees, so some gossip was normal. But it wasn't that serious, because most people didn't care how others were doing, just treating it as an interesting story to complain about this dog-eat-dog reality. They were only curious at the beginning, wondering about the woman's real strength, then looking at the man's strength from her attire, and then symbolically scolding them twice to vent their own unfairness, after which they had no mind to pay attention.

So perhaps there were some rumors, but they weren't as big as imagined. However, it would be different if it were put on the internet. Behind their phones and computers, they jumped back and forth between the moral high ground and the moral low ground, and everything they said sounded reasonable.

"As long as you don't care, come, change positions..."

At the beginning, it was always very fresh, but no matter how fresh, you couldn't always toss and turn, and you couldn't always toss until late at night. You couldn't see the scenery enough in one go, so by eleven o'clock, Wang Yan hugged the limp "Big Waves" and washed up again, lying together in each other's arms, chatting intermittently.

At the same time, in the Jiang house on Fuxing Road, in the attic on the top floor, the sisters Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo, who had washed up one after another, were lying in bed, also hiding under the covers for their daily sisterly whispers.

"I'm exhausted. I thought it was just selling a house, why are there so many things to learn? And the customer isn't blind, can't he see for himself? Who knew that the house stuff isn't much, the key is that dealing with wealthy people is the hardest. They have so much money, they can buy from anyone, why buy from you? So you have to learn those messy things, trying to maintain those wealthy people who can buy ten houses in one go."

Listening to her good sister's complaints, Jiang Nansun laughed: "Isn't that what you wanted? You used to nag all day about wanting money, but you didn't have the channels to interact with wealthy people. Now you're selling houses, one house is tens of millions, even the cheap ones are seven or eight million, and you specialize in big clients, so aren't they all people with tens of millions in assets?"

"Having tens of millions in assets is useless. These past two days, I went out with our boss to see a few clients. Either playing golf or drinking tea and entertaining at some club. They are rich, but they are also old, all over forty. You don't know how greasy they are. I used to think wealthy people were all gentlemen, but now that I have some understanding, it really breaks my beautiful imagination of the upper class."

"Actually, even if they are gentlemen, it's all faked, otherwise how could they accumulate wealth? People have two sides, don't you understand these things better than me, who has never left the ivory tower?" Jiang Nansun shook her head: "Enough of that. This morning I went to Wang Yan's place and even mentioned introducing customers to you. It turns out he said you had already asked him, and he had already introduced his fund manager to you. How is it?"

"Of course there's no problem. Early in the morning, he added me on WeChat, and without a word, he sent a form detailing what location, what floor, what layout, how big the area, and how much the budget—very decisive. Our boss has already sent all the house information over, and we've made an appointment to see the house on Saturday." Zhu Suosuo then asked: "Did he tell you when I asked?"

"No, isn't it this morning?"

"Ah, right, right, right, I asked in the morning." Avoiding a misunderstanding, Zhu Suosuo let out a long breath and said: "Actually, I originally asked him if he was buying a house. Our boss values me quite a bit, I thought there might be some discounts or something. But he said buying a house isn't worth it, and he calculated an account for me—good heavens, buying a twenty-million house from me, he calculated that it would delay him from earning sixty million... Hey, Nansun, how long did you stay in his luxury mansion?"

"Just until after eleven, then we ate noodles together, and after he drove me to Songjiang, he went to play, saying he was going to see the Liangzhu ruins or something."

"Doesn't he work? Doesn't he go to work?"

"Probably not. Anyway, in the two hours I was there, he just looked at the market occasionally, and that was it. He just sat there reading a book and drinking tea."

"Tsk tsk, look, this is the life a wealthy person should have. Drinking tea in a ninety-million house, reading books, going wherever he wants, doing whatever he wants—how good is this life." Zhu Suosuo looked yearning, sighed, and said: "Do you think I have a chance with him?"

In her mind, the cosmetics scattered on the table in the bedroom she saw during the day appeared again. Jiang Nansun shook her head: "No one is a fool, a wealthy man like him will only be more shrewd. You've had quite a few boyfriends over the years, and even more you've had relations with. If you're just for money, then you have a chance with anyone. If you want to be their girlfriend, or even get married, it's very, very difficult. I advise you not to think too much. When I was shopping at his house today, I saw some cosmetics on the table in the bedroom, they should have been forgotten to be put away."

Although Jiang Nansun was a "white lotus," she saw things quite clearly in these matters. She wasn't stupid; she knew the character and past of the good sister she had played with since childhood. Of course, she didn't care about those things, and she knew Zhu Suosuo was really good to her, but that didn't stop her from thinking Zhu Suosuo wasn't good enough. Wasn't it obvious? Wang Yan and Zhu Suosuo—Wang Yan was the swan, and Zhu Suosuo was more like a toad jumping in a sewer. What kind of beautiful dream was she having?

"Really? Didn't you ask him?"

"How could I ask?" Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes irritably.

"Hehe, that's true." Zhu Suosuo laughed indifferently: "He's a wealthy man with a normal orientation, it's very normal to solve some physiological needs. For a person like that, you can't expect him to do it himself, right? It's no big deal. Besides, even if he doesn't look for it himself, there are always many 'vixen' women approaching him in various ways, I don't care at all."

Men discussing women, women discussing men—these are all relative. With Zhu Suosuo saying this, Jiang Nansun had a picture in her mind, thinking that a man like Wang Yan would actually... She felt a chill: "Alright, alright, shut up, it's really too dirty."

"Are you embarrassed? Oh, right, our Princess Jiang doesn't know the taste of a man yet. Let me tell you, that..."

"Oh, you're so annoying."

The sisters laughed and played, the room full of spring light...

Time passed day by day. Wang Yongzheng, who had been stepped on by Zhang Anren, whom he had always looked down upon, seemed as if he hadn't been the one provoking earlier, and continued to flirt, taking advantage of the convenience of working together at the Songjiang construction site. Of course, he wasn't deliberately provoking, he just didn't know the background of the person driving the S8 at the time, so he spoke to probe.

Facing Wang Yongzheng's occasional teasing, Jiang Nansun said it was annoying, but never used harsh words, and even less did she distance herself in action. It looked more like ambiguous bickering. Perhaps she knew, but she deliberately ignored it.

At the same time, she basically asked Wang Yan for advice on architecture-related questions every day. After Wang Yan occasionally replied, the two would chat aimlessly, seemingly friends who could talk about some worries. Her boyfriend was Zhang Anren, she bickered with Wang Yongzheng at the construction site, and she shared some worries with Wang Yan on WeChat. It seemed Wang Yan had become one of her "fish"...

The plot continued to develop. Because of a previous project, Wang Yongzheng had fought for it and wrote Jiang Nansun's name at the end. Zhang Anren didn't know, and suggested adding Jiang Nansun's name to Professor Dong's daughter, Lillian, but learned that this was Wang Yongzheng's proposal. He then rushed to the construction site to tell Jiang Nansun about this before Wang Yongzheng. But unexpectedly, Lillian had already sent the things to the construction site through someone else, so he was very awkwardly exposed.

It was also because of this incident that the Zhang Anren in Jiang Nansun's mouth changed from being thorough and tactful to being calculating and too good at scheming, and her favor for Zhang Anren dropped.

She also shared it with Wang Yan. Regarding this, Wang Yan had nothing to say, just that Zhang Anren was petty. There must be faults; this incident was the same principle as two people bringing gifts to visit someone, where one of them kept saying the gifts were all bought by him—the level of disgust was the same.

Actually, according to Zhang Anren's tactfulness, he probably wouldn't do such a thing. Because he could hide it for a while, but not forever; he couldn't be sure whether Wang Yongzheng would tell Jiang Nansun about this later, which was a very stupid move. But since it happened, it had to be explained reasonably, so it could only be because Jiang Nansun was getting closer to Wang Yongzheng, and Zhang Anren felt something was wrong and had a sense of crisis, which was normal.

After all, Zhang Anren wasn't a fool. From the time Jiang Nansun met Wang Yongzheng in the office until now, she always said this or that, but still bickered with him and didn't distance herself. So his brain got hot, he didn't think comprehensively, and he went to Jiang Nansun to find a sense of existence.

Later, there was Jiang Pengfei refusing to give up, arranging another blind date for Jiang Nansun—the original securities analyst Li Yifan, who already had a seven or eight-year-old child. Jiang Pengfei wanted Jiang Nansun to know how scarce someone like Wang Yan was. Of course, if Jiang Nansun really ended up with Li Yifan, he wouldn't say anything either. He simply believed that being a stepmother to Li Yifan's child was better than suffering hardship with Zhang Anren. There was a bit of fatherly love, but not much.

Jiang Nansun, of course, wasn't happy, had a big fight with her biological father, and then unsurprisingly moved to a rented house next to Zhang Anren, starting what she thought was a new life.

As for Zhu Suosuo, after seeing houses a few times, she successfully sold her first house, with an estimated commission of over fifty thousand. Of course, the house wasn't sold by her. From beginning to end, it was operated by Yang Ke, and Zhu Suosuo just followed behind, inquiring about Wang Yan from this fund manager who had followed Wang Yan for three years, and basically, she could say she did nothing.

Yang Ke, of course, knew Wang Yan. He also knew that "Big Waves" had more clients and had been busy with those people recently. Out of the superior-subordinate relationship, and because Zhu Suosuo was recruited by him, he still went to "Big Waves" to inquire in detail about how Wang Yan was. Of course, he couldn't say the relationship between "Big Waves" and Wang Yan, just reminded Zhu Suosuo to pay attention.

Sales is about dealing with people, and he was quite good at reading people, so he knew what kind of player Zhu Suosuo was. And Wang Yan had spent over a million on "Big Waves" in three days, generous to a fault. It was just that Zhu Suosuo was young and didn't know her own worth, so she might be played for free. As for suffering losses, he wasn't worried, after all, the only thing that could suffer losses was her body, and he could see that Zhu Suosuo didn't care herself. So he just gave a hint, so she wouldn't end up looking very sad later.

Having sold the first house, although the money hadn't arrived, it was a matter for the 15th of next month. The first big money she earned in her life, Zhu Suosuo thought she could continue to earn more. She was full of longing for the future, and even started fantasizing about selling a ten-million-asset house with her own strength, just like Yang Ke.

But those were all her wild fantasies. She still knew how her first house was sold. So she borrowed ten thousand from Yang Ke and booked a table at Wangjiang Pavilion by the Bund.

Watching Wang Yan flipping through the menu, with the waiter waiting patiently on the side, Zhu Suosuo didn't avoid it at all, leaned in pitifully: "Brother Yan, let's agree first, I only have ten thousand, my salary won't be issued until next month. This money was borrowed from my boss. According to your appetite, in this place, it definitely won't be enough to eat, you must order carefully."

"You're quite honest."

"No choice, I'm poor. If I'm not honest now, and can't pay the bill when it's time, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?"

"You're right, long pain is worse than short pain." Wang Yan nodded with a laugh: "Treating me to a meal, can I really let you spend money? Don't worry."

"No, this meal must be treated by me, I said I would treat you to a big feast, I can't break my promise. But my ability is indeed limited, so it's only this much."

Wang Yan didn't care. Zhu Suosuo was a spendthrift, this was beyond doubt. Now it seemed that the money she got from Mr. Ma before was all spent. Not to mention her own consumption, Jiang Nansun moved next to Zhang Anren, and she arranged appliances for her, so there wasn't much left.

It's not interesting to say, Zhu Suosuo would be better off being more decisive, choosing a decent restaurant before, which would be more honest. It would also be better than the two of them sitting across a square table, eating Western food that many girls think represents romance and isn't cheap, to show her frankness. If that were the case, Wang Yan would think more highly of her, just like how "Big Waves" treated him to barbecue before. Now, wanting to touch high consumption but afraid of not being able to afford it, and putting on an honest look, it fell into a lower class.

He smiled and nodded: "Then you treat, at worst we'll go eat something practical later, it's nothing." After saying that, he ordered a set meal casually, paired it with a bottle of cheap red wine, and including what Zhu Suosuo ordered herself, it didn't cost much.

Zhu Suosuo looked around with a smile: "Brother Yan, thank you for introducing such a good customer to me, really, I didn't dare to think before that I could eat in such a restaurant, and still pay with my own money."

"It's no big deal, it just so happens he wants to buy a house, fat water doesn't flow to outsiders' fields, someone has to make money, might as well let you make it. Looking at your drive, I believe you will sell more and more in the future."

Zhu Suosuo giggled, showing her pink gums: "I still know my own level, if I want to talk about my biggest customer, it's you, Brother Yan. If you introduce a few more casually, it'll be enough for me to eat for a year, I still need Brother Yan to take care of me."

"Easy, easy, if I have friends who want to buy a house, I definitely won't forget you."

"Then thank you first, Brother Yan. Don't worry, Brother Yan, it will definitely get better and better in the future, I guarantee you'll eat enough and eat happily in this kind of place."

Wang Yan shook his head and laughed: "Such a good thing today, why didn't you call Nansun to come along?"

"Today is specifically to thank you, Brother Yan. As for Nansun, I definitely won't forget her, but that's a matter for tomorrow." Zhu Suosuo paused and asked carefully: "Brother Yan, do you have a good impression of Nansun?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Look, Nansun is pretty, a good girl, and as for family conditions, although not as good as yours, they are also very good. I think she is quite a match for you."

"Nansun has a boyfriend, isn't it inappropriate for you to say such things?" Wang Yan looked at her with a laugh: "I don't have a good impression of Nansun, I have a good impression of all pretty women, including your colleague, that 'Big Waves'. Isn't there a statistic that looking at pretty women makes you happy and can prolong your life? Suosuo, do you think you are pretty?"

"Me?" Zhu Suosuo pointed at herself with her index finger, and seeing Wang Yan nod, she giggled foolishly without thinking: "I think I'm quite pretty, quite pleasing to the eye."

"I think so too, so I have no less of a good impression of you than of Jiang Nansun."

"Really?"

"Do you think I have a need to lie to you?"

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan looked at her with deep eyes: "Do you know what the big feast I most want to eat today is?"

Zhu Suosuo's breathing stalled, she pursed her lips and looked at Wang Yan: "What is it?"

"You know."

"Is it... me?"

"It's you!" ===== CHAPTER 503 =====