Chapter 416 Dinner Appointment

"Is my mobile phone number so easy to find out?"

Wang Yan complained to An Xiaofang, and Mr. An pursed his lips and smiled, but did not respond.

Yes, she has a share.

In fact, this is a normal thing. The circle is not big or small, and you can make connections through two twists and turns. If someone wants to find out a mobile phone number, it is difficult to hide it because of emotions and reasons.

Da Shao's whitelist can block calls, but not text messages.

Banks, insurance companies, telecommunication companies, and other institutions can all send text messages by hanging a special sign.

Wang Yan didn't understand the specific mechanism. Anyway, spam text messages never stopped.

The current mobile phone number is terrible and the blocking level is not enough. It’s time to change to a high-level and beautiful number.

Unable to rush to change numbers, Wang Yan had nothing to do and started dialing text messages.

In a nutshell - invitations of all kinds.

Euphemistic, straightforward, explicit, fleshy, there are all types.

The young man was startled when he opened a multimedia message.

Go ahead, what a pink butterfly!

It was a tattoo, which was spread open by two fingers and displayed in the center of the photo, every detail visible.

Such a beautiful tattoo...it must be 90 points, right?

Wang Yan felt a bit of a shock and was about to move...because he was not allowed to move otherwise.

Gee, this girl is really hardworking!

Looking at the words in the text message, the young master quickly remembered the girl’s situation——

Non-major, 18 years old, auditioning for the role of Xiao Duo, with an innocent little face that bulges forward and backward, and her three scores are not low, except for her poor acting skills.

Do you want... some guidance?

As soon as Liu Li's relatives arrived, the eldest young man began to hold it in. Sparks flew up and started spontaneously burning in the absence of wind every morning.

If giving money can settle the matter, Wang Yan doesn't mind spending money to defeat the enemy.

Women in a fixed company have basic leadership qualities, but wildflowers outside have no such concerns and only need to look at scores.

Wang Yan didn't know what other wealthy people thought of this kind of thing, but he found it very exciting anyway.

What I hate most is that unfamiliar women want to have a relationship with me every time they meet. For example, Li Shuyun, a senior student at the Academy of Fine Arts, doesn't want to give her a chance.

If it is clear that the chariot and horse are greedy for their own money and their own body, then she is a good girl.

Please, society is so messed up, who can I show to you by pretending to be innocent?

Everyone is busy, be simple and direct, and don’t live like a dying hypocritical person at your most passionate and brilliant age.

There are at least 40 years left to spend on hypocrisy, but there is only so much youth. It is shameful to waste it and it is sinful to squander it.

The biggest squandering of youth is to be confused, timid, not daring to pursue your own dreams, and miss out on nothing.

Ever since Wang Yan got the system, he had no intention of getting used to it.

A controlled wave is still a wave in nature, rather than following rules.

Controlling desires does not mean being ruthless and annihilating them. The young master has always had a secret in his heart.

So he cheerfully said two words back to the girl: "Beautiful!"

An understatement of flirting, and then nothing more, I planned to discuss it later when the time comes.

Anyway, she will always be prepared and not in a hurry.

After flipping through a few more text messages, they all seemed to be similar. Wang Yan was about to lock the screen when he suddenly saw a "special" text message.

Special in the first few words.

"Producer Wang, I am Wang Haiou..."

Huh?

what's the situation?

The eldest young master clicked on the text message with interest and read on.

"...Thank you very much for your optimism and support. Haiou is deeply honored and pressured. When will you have time? I would like to treat you to a casual meal. I have many questions to ask you..."

A very official and polite message.

This is the difference between established stars and newcomers at the bottom.

Text messages, WeChat and even cell phone calls are not safe. They are euphemistic and reflect a sense of self-protection.

Newcomers are not qualified to be tactful. It is upright to seize the only opportunity to climb up.

Wang Yan thought for about 3 seconds and decided to give them a chance.

Say hello to An Xiaofang and Wang Muye: "You are busy, I will go to an appointment."

Then Shi Shiran retreated under the tacit gazes of the two people.

Go out and take the elevator to the 79th floor and find the Guomao 79 restaurant.

It's dinner time now. There are seats available in the restaurant, but there are no private rooms.

Wang Yan was not in a hurry, and asked the beautiful woman at the front desk with a smile: "Can you please ask the executive chef of your hotel for instructions? My Golden Circle VIP points should be quite high, and I might have some privileges."

The little beauty was surprised, but looking at Mr. Wang’s style and aura, she decisively reported it.

In fact, Mr. Wang's privileges in Xiangji hotels are not "very high", but very high.

Thanks to the unified management, within 3 minutes after the young and old reported their names, the hotel’s executive chef hurried downstairs and greeted them warmly.

This was a middle-aged white man named Griide, who knew a lot about Mediterranean and Beijing movies. He immediately arranged a small private room for four people for Wang Yan and invited the restaurant's chef Nathan.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wang Yan began to send them text messages.

The message sent to Wang Haiou was: "I am about to have dinner with a friend. If you don't mind, you are welcome."

The message sent to Lu Fei was: "Guomao 79 Restaurant, please report Mr. Wang's name at the front desk."

Lu Fei is that bold girl with very pink tattoos. Let me emphasize again: her face is pure and convex.

Wang Yan was really quiet when he wasn't making waves, and no one could stop him when he was making waves.

Two completely unrelated women who both had a certain thought were brought together by him for fear of not being exciting enough.

Are talented people bold?

In fact, it is more indifferent to the results.

It's just a meal, and the process is interesting enough.

Lu Fei didn't go far after the audition and quickly arrived at the restaurant. She was happy to see Wang Yan. Within a minute, Wang Haiou also arrived.

The waiter brought Wang Haiou in, and the two beauties were stunned when they saw each other.

Wang Yan introduced them while suppressing a smile.

"Wang Haiou, I am the second female lead in this movie."

"Lu Fei, you are a very interesting little sister."

Staring for a few seconds, Lu Fei smiled and said hello: "Hello, Sister Ou..."

Wang Haiou became more stable and smiled appropriately: "Hello, nice to meet you."

Then continue to stare at the big eyes.

Neither of them were familiar with Wang Yan, and they didn't know much about the relationship between the other party and Wang Yan. They were helpless and found it difficult to find a topic.

Wang Yan was also very bad. He concentrated on reading the menu and communicating with the chef Nathan about the dishes, without any intention of helping.

However, the young man was still very charming at the moment. He rested his elbows on the table, clasped his hands, and listened intently to Nathan's chatter - the guy was speaking either French or Spanish, and the two beauties didn't understand a single word.

Looking at the calm expression of Young Master Wang nodding his head from time to time, he was immediately in awe.

Mr. Wang is elegant and knowledgeable, I love him!

While he was infatuated, Wang Yan finally spoke and said in corny English: "Just do your best!"

Lu Fei's English level is very bad, but she is a little doubtful: this accent... why is it a bit weird?

In a daze, she suddenly thought of Charlotte's troubles, and the song "Edi Laoga, Seize Me in the Tuen" immediately echoed in her mind. The magical melody made her couldn't help but shake her feet.

Wang Haiou knew better and his expression almost didn't break.

Can this sentence still be used in this way?

In fact, there's nothing wrong with it. Nathan obviously understood and raised three fingers: "OK, OK!"

I didn't wake up until after 6 p.m., and an illness disrupted my biological clock again.