On the contrary, Wang Yan was a little uncomfortable, and he felt that Young Master Wang was amazing and unfathomable.

The carriage was silent for a moment, and she thought about her thoughts and suddenly sighed.

"When I have enough money, I may be less extreme."

"You are not extreme now, it's normal."

"I'm still not mature enough compared to you... You are obviously so much younger than me!"

"Hello!"

Wang Yan stared at her with wide eyes: "How can you say that a man is young?"

"Puff!"

93 suddenly laughed again. The pun joke itself is not new, but it is said by Wang Yan, who is indeed very young and has a strong temperament, which makes him particularly funny.

"Don't you hate it? Big Young Master!"

"Ha! What qualifications does a woman with a potential mistress have to say to me!"

The more the young lady was criticized, the more relaxed she felt. Her tense body was completely leaning in the seat.

"I don't have a mistress."

With her lips curled, she was proud to fight with her hands   ＞＞

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"Look, I usually complete a basic task of 3 million yuan a month and I have a salary and performance of 9k.

An additional 3 million will be made. According to the model, discount and loan, you can get a commission of at least 0.8, and an additional chunk will be more than 30,000 yuan.

If you occasionally encounter a wealthy customer like you, the commission will explode directly!

I'm going to be a mistress for someone, what am I going to do?"

Wang Yan looked her up and down a few times, and smiled and learned from her words: "What are they trying to find you as a mistress?"

"You're so annoying!"

Miss 93 was so angry that she finally patted Wang Yan.

Well, a new stage has begun.

Finally opened to the place, it was a Western restaurant, which seemed to be French.

Wang Yan was too lazy to read the sign, so he strided in.

Pull the chair for 93 and sit opposite him.

Wang Yan was a little nervous, and it seemed that he didn't come often.

"This is the most sincere thing I can think of. Just try to kill yourself... although you may not care."

Wang Yan smiled and ordered the order skillfully to help her refer to the taste. Finally, he asked the waiter for two pairs of chopsticks.

Wang Yan widened his eyes and asked uneasily: "Wow, do you use chopsticks when you come to the French restaurant? Are you not afraid...uh..."

"What about it? Use your hands?"

Wang Yan laughed silently and suddenly felt that the young lady was quite cute.

"It's okay to be confident."

93 is still not very natural, so I looked around and said, "Who is using chopsticks... Look at others..."

Wang Yan had to correct her perception.

"The most important thing about dining etiquette is to not disturb others, such as noise, noise, bumping tableware, smoking, and smacking your lips. They will have bad effects on people around you and should be avoided."

"But what tableware to use is a problem of our own habits, and it's no one's turn to point fingers."

"A truly high-end Western restaurant in China will definitely prepare chopsticks for customers, because they should respect our dining habits."

"Eat with peace of mind, don't you see that the waiter has no doubts?"

Wang Yan finally felt relieved and nodded foolishly: "Yes..."

The eldest young master chatted with her and told the jokes she heard from Guo Zihao.

"Actually, a few years ago, many Western restaurants in China were looking down on others. These rules and regulations were so complicated that they were hyped. They were everywhere claiming to be so high-quality, but there were also a group of mentally retarded petty bourgeoisie who maintained them everywhere."

"Now, our country has risen, with strong national strength and a developed economy. The original mentally retarded people are all so obedient."

"If you don't respect us, the new generation of customers will vote with their feet and use money to let you understand the consequences."

"So actually, your money theory is not a big problem, keep it up!"

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Wang Yan smiled so hard that he rolled his eyes and glanced at Wang Yan: "This can make you go back again, you are a little man and a big devil!"

"Why are the smaller people big?"

Wang Yan pretended not to hear clearly and asked again in surprise.

"Nothing is small!"

93 rolled his eyes again.

Tsk!

Miss, you are a crooked building...

A new stage?

A meal, laugh and relax, and the more you eat, the more relaxed you will be.

Especially when using chopsticks, the waiter had no doubts and his service attitude was always so good.

The nearby guests did not cast any strange gazes—there are many stupid things in the world, but they really don’t encounter them every time.

Halfway through the meal, Wang Yan suddenly asked: "Do you want to drink some wine?"

"Yes. What flavor do you like for the wine you serve?"

"I don't understand, you can choose."

Dried red, champagne, white grape sweet wine, one glass.

That sweet wine is very popular with 93. Two extra cups are ordered, and the face is red.

The checkout is less than 3,000 yuan, and the average person is 1,500 yuan, which is not cheap, but it is not very luxurious.

Wang Yan didn't compete for the bill, and smiled and joked: "The interest rate is almost the same."

"snort!"

Sigh your lips, roll your eyes, turn your head, and hit three times.

Call a driver and drive home.

When Wang Yan was sent downstairs of the apartment, on the side door of the RT-Mart Supermarket, the young lady suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Wang Yan.

"I'm very happy today. You are a different young man."

Wang Yan laughed: "Actually, you really estimated me too high, not that much."

"This number?"

93 Open your right hand and hold your five fingers in front of Wang Yan.

Wang Yan held her wrist, turned her big thumb and little finger back, and smiled and said, "It's right now."

"Wow! Really fake?"

93 stared at the cute face and widened his eyes. Not only did he not retract his hand, but he put his fingers down and gently touched Wang Yan's arm.

"real."

Wang Yan looked back at her, smiling, and seemed to be urging her.

"Are you drunk? Go back and have some hot drinks."

"Then you...will you want..."

The 93-sister said twice, but still couldn't finish his words.

It's understandable if you have hesitated.

Wang Yan smiled and suddenly said, "Actually, I really feel that the time between men and women was the most wonderful and interesting thing when I first met."

"Hmm?" Miss 93 looked up in confusion.

Wang Yan blinked: "I know your pretending to be reserved. You know my plan is false, hypocritical but romantic. Every expression is worth pondering..."

I don’t know where this sentence touched Wang Yan’s heart, but she suddenly gritted her teeth and finally sent out the invitation that had been worrying for a long time.

"Come on, go upstairs and have a cup of hot water, sober up and then leave."

"Okay, I like hot water."
To be continued...