Chapter 501 Blind Date Failed

On Saturday night, Wang Yan drove to Hui Gongguan on Julu Road, a three-story foreign-style building. Decades ago, a Qing Gang boss opened a casino here. Now it is a high-end restaurant, specializing in Cantonese cuisine. Founded in 1923, it has witnessed Shanghai's century-old history.

In the hall, Jiang Pengfei, who was sitting on a large retro soft chair, stood up. Wang Yan stepped forward and shook hands with him with a smile: "I'm really sorry, Uncle Jiang. There was some traffic on the road and I came a little late. You said you were too, in Whatever I do, I’ll just go up with the waiter.”

"It's because I came early. It's only six o'clock now. It's just right. It's just right." Jiang Pengfei shook his head twice, let go and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder: "Let's go up and eat while talking, Let me tell you, my daughter is really beautiful, you have to seize the opportunity."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "So anxious to marry off your daughter?"

"It's not that I'm anxious, it's because I'm not a good girl at university. And my daughter is not very experienced in the world. She is like a white lotus flower. She always thinks that there are good people in the world. Instead of her being deceived, it's better for me as a father to help her. Find someone as knowledgeable as you. Come on, I’m optimistic about you.”

The two of them laughed and went upstairs. When they arrived at a private room, Jiang Pengfei informed the waiter to take away the food, then sat down and looked at Wang Yan with a smile: "Let me introduce him to you. He is the financial professional I told you before. Wang Yan, this is my wife Dai Yin. If you call me uncle, then call her Aunt Dai."

Dai Yin was dressed dignifiedly and had the aura of a lady. Speaking of which, she is quite ridiculous. After Jiang Pengfei died, he listened to what his sister Dai Qian and Jiang Nansun said about living for themselves, and then went abroad to marry again.

Emotional feelings aside, the Jiang family does favor sons over daughters. It is true that she was not welcomed after giving birth to a girl, but in recent years, she has been restricted in what she can do in the Jiang family. She has no worries about food and drink, and her expenses have not been reduced. I lived for others, so there was nothing serious to do. I just played mahjong all day long for entertainment. After Jiang Pengfei died, it seemed that he was still delaying her.

Although he thought so in his heart, Wang Yan still nodded to the dignified Dai Yin: "Hello, Aunt Dai."

"Hello." Dai Yin nodded politely in response, then sat there silently, silently examining Wang Yan.

Jiang Pengfei continued to point to the other side: "This is my daughter, Jiang Nansun."

Jiang Nansun sat diagonally across from him, with brown hair hanging down his shoulders and a face lightly painted with pink. He was naturally very handsome. He was dressed in jeans with a white shirt underneath, looking fresh and clean, and full of youthful vitality.

She smiled politely: "Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Hello, Miss Nansun." Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

In terms of performance in the play, Jiang Nansun has double standards. Of course, it is not wrong to have double standards. After all, people have double standards. They always have high demands on others and low standards on themselves. It is normal for people to choose to do things that are beneficial to themselves and to make remarks that are beneficial to themselves. Wang Yan also has double standards. After all, he has always been physically honest. It's just that Jiang Nansun's performance is too different, and his goals are a bit too high, which is very ethical.

For example, when the Jiang family was being collected for debt, Jiang Pengfei was so embarrassed that he ran to school to find Zhang Anren to ask for money. However, when Zhang Anren expressed his dissatisfaction, Jiang Nansun asked Zhang Anren for help. Of course, this can be said to be a friend in need, but it was just a test on her part. But if Zhang Anren really took the money, would she want it? Would you not say any temptations and thank Zhang Anren sweetly? this is a problem.

And after Jiang Pengfei died, a bunch of creditors appeared out of nowhere. She seemed to be desperate to pay back the money. Why didn't she tell Wang Yongzheng that she needed help? After all, Wang Yongzheng is also a rich second generation, much richer than Zhang Anren. The comparison between the two boyfriends before and after is very wrong.

There are other people who say they hate Wang Yongzheng, but always work around them, etc., but they don't really show it to White Lotus.

As for the fact that she took on a debt of three million and paid it off in two years, I won't mention it further. Maybe she is indeed the proud daughter of heaven. She earned more than one million after tax just after graduation...

Jiang Pengfei laughed: "How about it, Wang Yan, isn't my daughter very beautiful?"

"Miss Nansun is indeed beautiful and charming." Wang Yan nodded and looked at Jiang Nansun with a smile: "Uncle Jiang should have told you about my situation, right?"

Jiang Nansun looked at Jiang Pengfei to the side with confusion in his eyes.

Jiang Pengfei groaned and said with a smile: "Wang Yan, he is..."

"Miss Nansun doesn't seem to know that she came here on a blind date? Let me introduce myself first. I am twenty-nine years old. My parents died ten years ago and I left some savings. Later I studied abroad for several years and worked on Wall Street. After a while, I returned to China four years ago and established a private equity fund with the help of my friends. I met Uncle Jiang by chance at Fuxing Park. We got along very well. He knew that I didn’t have a girlfriend, so he asked me to marry you. Introduce him to me."

When Wang Yan saw Jiang Nansun like that, he understood that he was just like that Li Yifan. Jiang Pengfei, an old boy, had tricked Jiang Nansun into being and didn't know about the blind date. Of course, he had thought of it before, after all, Jiang Pengfei's conduct was there.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Nansun's face changed, and he turned to look at his own mother, who was avoiding her eyes and saying nothing: "Mom, did you join forces with my father to lie to me?"

"What are you talking about? We are doing this for your own good." In front of Wang Yan, Jiang Pengfei's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "He is a financial elite and lives in Tomson Yipin. He is very powerful. Even if you don't go on a blind date, you should also get in touch with successful people like him. It will be good for you. Do you think Wang Yan is so idle? Can anyone sit at the same table with him for dinner?"

Although this is the truth, it is indeed a bit pretentious. Wang Yan waved his hand and said: "Don't say that. We are all heads on shoulders. No one is higher than anyone else. We are all the same."

"Nansun, look at how approachable Wang Yan is."

Although Jiang Nansun is not liked because of her daughter, she has been spoiled since she was a child. The main reason is that the old lady of the Jiang family doesn't like her. Jiang Pengfei is also okay. He basically didn't care about her. There is only one left, Dai Yin, and of course he spoils his biological daughter. So Jiang Nansun's life is still good, and the family of three is mostly that virtue.

However, Jiang Pengfei has lived for decades and can resist losing his temper in front of outsiders, but Jiang Nansun is not like that. Without the beatings of society, she is not as deep after all.

She stared at her father unhappily, looked at her mother with some disappointment, and then turned to look at Wang Yan who was smiling: "Sorry, Mr. Wang. My father may not have explained it to you clearly before. Now I will tell you that I have a boyfriend, who is my senior in college. We have a good relationship and are planning to get married, so there is no need for blind dates at all."

"It doesn't matter, Uncle Jiang. I know you are kind, but you can't force it. Don't get angry, it won't affect the two of us." Wang Yan patted Jiang Pengfei's arm, looked at Jiang Nansun and said: "Your boyfriend should be from an ordinary family, right? Otherwise Your parents wouldn't do that."

"Yes, he has come to where he is today step by step with his own efforts. He wants to stay in school to teach, and then continue to study for a doctorate, and he has a great hope of staying. He also has a three-bedroom house in Sanlin, and it will definitely get better and better in the future."

Glancing at Jiang Pengfei, who was in pain, Wang Yan knew that he must have met Zhang Anren. He shook his head and smiled: "The house price in Sanlin seems to be around 30,000, right? Most of the three-bedroom houses are about 120 square meters. The total house price is 3.6 million, with a down payment of 30%, and then It is 1.1 million. The loan is 2.5 million, and the repayment is divided into 30 years. According to the base interest rate, it should be more than 5 points higher, and the monthly payment is about 15,000 yuan. "

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"You said that he has come to where he is today step by step with his own efforts. So how can a student earn 1.2 million? How can he afford the monthly payment?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "I am not quibbling with you, I just want to say that without the help of his parents, he can't buy a house. And he can only take out 100 Two hundred thousand, and a monthly mortgage of more than ten thousand, his family conditions are good. It's just that he looks very poor in Shanghai, where rich people gather. If it were in his hometown, with his family conditions, he should be able to live comfortably. Maybe he is very motivated, but at this time, it is still unlikely to rely on himself to reach the current level before leaving school. "

In this drama, except for those unnamed extras, Zhang Anren should be the second poorest character, and the poorest is his ex-girlfriend Yuan Yuan. But even so, it seems that Yuan Yuan is more glamorous than Zhang Anren.

So the current TV series are really bad, and they are really out of touch with the masses. After all, not every family can afford a down payment of 1.2 million, which is cash. And Zhang Anren said that he earned everything himself in such an unrealistic situation, which is a flaw in the plot.

People see too much on the Internet, which seems to weaken the public's perception of money. They don't think that a certain amount of money is a difficult number, which is very bad. In life, you still have to have some sense of justice. No matter how hard you talk, there will be a day when you get swollen...

Jiang Nansun was stunned for a moment. She wanted to defend her boyfriend, but this was indeed the truth. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Jiang Pengfei said: "After all, you are in finance, or you are so careful in your calculations. Let me tell you, Wang Yan, she told me before that her boyfriend was so hardworking and so good to her, and I felt something was wrong. It must be that the boy saw her conditions and wanted to take advantage of her..."

"Dad, Zhang Anren is not that kind of person, can you stop talking about it."

"You dead girl..."

Dai Yin exclaimed: "Okay, today I'm inviting Mr. Wang to dinner, not here to scold my daughter. The dishes are served, let's eat."

Soon, the dishes were placed on the table, and they started eating while drinking the dry red wine that had been sobered up long ago.

Without talking about stocks with Jiang Pengfei, Wang Yan looked at the depressed Jiang Nansun with a smile: "I heard that you studied architecture?"

"Aren't you in finance? Do you know architecture?" Although Jiang Nansun was not very polite, she still had a brain. If Wang Yan didn't understand, why would he open his mouth? Was he just trying to show off in this area?

When a person has an opinion about someone, it is inevitable to wear tinted glasses. But the fact is that Jiang Nansun is not worthy of Wang Yan's show-off. It's just that there are not many topics on the table now, and he doesn't want to talk about stocks with Jiang Pengfei anymore, so he just picked up what Jiang Nansun knew and started talking.

He raised his glass to signal the others, took a big sip of wine, and then nodded: "I know a little bit, I wonder what you think of architecture?"

This is a big question, but Jiang Nansun's academic performance is good, and she is trying to make things difficult. She talked about a lot of professional terms, and she was very vague, showing that she knew a lot.

Of course Wang Yan knew, after all, he has not been a master of architecture for a long time, and his professional knowledge is certainly solid. From man and nature, building structure to domestic and foreign buildings, he talked about specific interior decoration design, building materials, and some other world-famous buildings.

So the result was not surprising. At the beginning, Jiang Nansun wanted to expose Wang Yan's pretense, so that he could not come down and lose face. Later, it gradually became a discussion with each other, and finally it became a natural request for advice.

During this process, Jiang Nansun's impression of Wang Yan certainly changed. At least he didn't speak in sarcastic terms anymore. He also took out his mobile phone and added each other on WeChat, saying that he would ask for advice if he didn't understand something in the future...

"Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to have such a high level of attainment in architecture. It's a pity that you work in finance. If you work in architecture, I believe that with your ability, you will definitely win the Pritzker Prize."

The Pritzker Architecture Prize is the highest international award in the field of architecture. In the last round, the Pritzker certainly gave the award to Wang Yan, but he didn't care at all. Architecture, which is considered the highest in the eyes of many people, really doesn't matter to him. After all, he designed and built it himself, and he didn't rely on his reputation to get by. He also wanted others to recognize his level?

He shook his head and said, "I did think about working in architecture, but I didn't want to design according to other people's ideas and endure the client's pointing and slamming. I didn't have that much money to design the project and build it myself, so I just treated it as a hobby and learned about it occasionally."

"So you work in finance, an industry that makes money quickly?"

"It's fast even if you don't have money." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head.

Jiang Nansun was very convinced and looked at her father: "Indeed."

"What's that look?" Jiang Pengfei looked at his daughter unhappily: "How many times have I said it? Investment means you win and lose, but I'm just unlucky. You have to be able to lose and keep calm. It's only a matter of time to make back what you lost."

Seeing Jiang Nansun rolling her eyes with impatience, Dai Yin, who had been eating silently, shook her head at Jiang Nansun. Wang Yan asked at the right time: "Uncle Jiang, I think you lost a lot before? You didn't tell me the truth?"

"If you want to get something, you have to pay first, but I'm unlucky and always pay. But this time, I believe I can get my money back." Most of those who sell their houses, wives, children and daughters at the gambling table have this idea.

"Then you paid too much. How did we lose all those houses?"

"You..."

Wang Yan stopped Jiang Pengfei's anger and gave him a calm humanitarian advice: "Uncle Jiang, I suggest you don't take such risks. It is always unwise to gamble on a temporary win or loss. You should consider what I told you before. Although my performance is not terrible, it is still easy to outperform the market. And I can tell you that I adjusted my strategy this year, and the expected return is conservatively 30%. You can invest 10 million in me, and after deducting management fees and so on, I guarantee you a return of 2 million at the end of the year.

Money cannot be put in one basket. You can't bet all on one hand. You believe in your own judgment, but you must also leave yourself a way out. Going all out is not a wise thing to do. What do you think, Uncle Jiang?"

He is really nice. After this year is over and the performance is out, he doesn't plan to take people to play with 10 million, and he wants to raise the threshold again. Now he doesn't expect Jiang Pengfei to get out of here unscathed, but just hopes that he can withdraw part of the capital and leave a way out. After all, two million yuan a year in living expenses is enough to live a carefree life, and probably he would not be unable to accept it and think about suicide. He was also very painstaking. After all, the last person who did not cooperate had been comfortable in prison for many years...

Jiang Pengfei pondered for a moment and nodded: "You are right, but let me think about it again, and I will give you an answer in two days."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Wang Yan raised his glass and clinked it with him, and then gestured to Dai Yin and Jiang Nansun, and everyone drank together.

Looking at her father who seemed to be listening to her advice, Jiang Nansun shook her head. She actually still had hope... Then she changed the subject and said, "By the way, Mr. Wang, there is something I don't understand. It happens that you understand construction and decoration, so I want to ask you something."

"Don't be so polite. It's just that we are not related. Your father and I are also friends. I am a few years older than you, so just call me Brother Yan. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Is that so, Brother Yan... Brother Yan..." For some reason, Jiang Nansun felt a little strange when calling him this. She continued, "My aunt is going abroad, and she has a house that she plans to rent out. So I asked my boyfriend to help design it. The design he made carefully was to divide the original three bedrooms into nine rooms together with the living room, but the result was not as good as the one drawn by another person on a napkin, which was to change the three rooms into two rooms and retain the public living room area. It was nothing surprising. Why do you think this is the case? "

This is nonsense, Wang Yan shook his head and said, "Wouldn't it be better for you to ask your aunt directly?"

"She didn't tell me."

"Your aunt is not short of money, right?"

"No."

"Where is the house?"

"It's nearby."

"Isn't that simple?" Wang Yan said with a smile: "Your aunt is not short of money, why did she divide the good house into nine rooms? Haven't you seen the news about renting a house? Nine rooms will have to accommodate nine people or even more. It's one thing to have a lot of things, and another is not to take good care of the house. In comparison, two rooms are much better. The house price around here is at least 7,000 or 8,000 yuan for the whole house? At this price, it's not so easy to rent out. Two rooms are shared by two people, and it's easier to rent."

Wang Yan felt that this was also deliberately humiliating Zhang Anren, in order to highlight his petty family. After all, he has no money, but he is not incapable of spending money, not to mention that he is spending money on others. After all, he is a top student and can stay in school. Of course, his professional skills are enough. Designing and decorating for rich people should be considered.

Jiang Nansun nodded in understanding: "I understand, thank you."

"Nothing."

The meal was quite good under Wang Yan's leadership. Anyway, Wang Yan had finished eating. He ordered so many dishes that there was nothing left. Wang Yan ate all of them. Jiang Pengfei had seen this before when he was drinking. Dai Yin and Jiang Nansun were surprised because they ate so much.

As for the one who paid the bill, it was of course Jiang Pengfei. Although he wanted to introduce Jiang Nansun to Wang Yan, it was a bit unpleasant. And at the beginning, it was Jiang Pengfei who said he would treat.

Of course, Wang Yan would not compete with him. He also saved it for an excuse to treat Jiang Pengfei later and drag Jiang Pengfei out to have a connection.

After saying goodbye at the door, Wang Yan got in the car and let the driver hired by the hotel drive. He sat in the back seat and left.

After lowering the car window, Wang Yan turned his wrist to check the time. It was just after eight o'clock. He lit a cigarette and asked the driver to drive around in places with good scenery. I'll be free when I go back, so it's nice to see the scenery when I have nothing to do...

Compared to his leisurely mood, Jiang Pengfei is very irritable. He trembles his hands and points at his daughter and grits his teeth: "You, what can I say about you? Don't you know what Wang Yan's conditions are? He lives in Tomson Yipin, which costs 90 million yuan, and drives a car worth more than 2 million yuan. What's good about Zhang Anren? How can he compare? Ah? You want to follow Zhang Anren and eat coarse food? Are you stupid..."

"Don't mention me worrying about it, you don't have to worry about my business." Jiang Nansun turned to look at Dai Yin: "You go first, I'll go out for a while and come back later." After that, he turned around and ran away.

"Nansun, where are you going?" Dai Yin shouted hurriedly.

"I'm going to find Suosuo."

"Be careful."

Jiang Nansun waved her hand and trotted away.

Jiang Pengfei let out a long sigh: "Look, now she talks back to me every day, and she wants to piss me off to death. It's all because of you."

"Now you say I spoiled you? What have you been thinking about?" Dai Yin glanced at him: "Your mother doesn't like us mother and daughter, and she doesn't like us all the time. You only know how to squander the family and don't care about anything. If I don't spoil my daughter, who will care about her? Although this Wang Yan is really good, if my daughter doesn't like him, what's the point of forcing her? It's always her who gets married and lives with others, not me or you. I think it's not her who wants to piss you off to death, but you who want to force her to death."

"Rebellious, rebellious..." Jiang Pengfei kept breathing, turned around and left: "What are you doing? Go home!"

Dai Yin rolled her eyes, also let out a long sigh, and followed him Left behind...

In a snack shop, Zhu Suosuo held a bowl of wonton noodles and looked at Jiang Nansun who was eating across from her: "Didn't you say you came after dinner? Why are you still eating so deliciously?"

"You're eating with outsiders, you know it, so you have to pretend." Jiang Nansun shook her head: "But I saw something different today, he can really eat... Forget it, I won't think about him, I get angry when I think about him."

"You came to me so late, don't you still want me to be a tree hole and listen to you talk about your heart? Really, tell me quickly, I want to hear what's going on."

"It's my dad, he arranged a blind date for me behind my back. Today he suddenly asked me to have dinner..."

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