Chapter 533: Rows of Fellows From the Mining Province

Today is not a big day, March 21st, it is very ordinary.

But in the racing circle in Beijing and the second-generation small circle headed by Hongying, it was a very interesting day.

It's interesting, naturally, because not everyone is attracted to Wang Yan.

It was the idea of ​​Liu Fang, Hongying, Fatty Fu and others to hold a banquet for Wang Yan.

But the capital is too big, and no matter how high Hongying's family position is, they can only represent a small group of people.

Fatty Fu’s team is very impressive, but Beijing SCC is even more impressive, and SCC still only represents one-third of the entire supercar circle, so there are many supercar players there.

All of the above all explain one problem——

There are many people who are kind to Wang Yan, but definitely not all of them.

There are many people who are just watching the excitement, want to step on Wang Yan's position, and are born with opposing views.

Although today's ladder climb initially only invited true friends, the importance of establishing a circle is to have a "face-to-face" person. People who are important enough take the initiative to come, and cannot refuse emotionally or rationally.

When the staff came to decorate the hall, Hongying took the initiative to confide in Wang Yan, meaning that there might be some minor friction today.

"If someone really doesn't open his eyes, don't be polite. You can fight him how you want."

Guo Houyu didn't like this kind of situation, so he left early and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder before leaving: "San'er means exactly what I mean. Don't worry, you are not a follower. Don't take those so-called young men too seriously." Heavy."

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile and said modestly: "I'm not a follower, I'm just a younger brother."

Having said that, his smile didn't show any timidity at all.

And with Mr. Wang's current wealth, connections, and influence, he is a strong player compared to any second generation of the same age.

How much of the parents’ resources can the second generation use?

Niubi, like Wang Siming, only has 500 million start-up capital, which is less than one-tenth of Wang Yan’s nominal net worth;

Liu Fang, Liu Chang, and Hongying, all the real ladies and young ladies, are all adults in the family who help Wang Yan with things.

Wang Yan will not be arrogant, let alone belittle himself.

Before, I only had money but no power, so I had to be cautious in everything.

Now that the general trend is beginning to take shape, reputation and influence alone are enough to protect oneself, and there is no need to use relationships or other favors at all, just to be on an equal footing with the other party.

The rest is nothing more than using personal means.

There are rules and limits for mutual battles in the second-generation circle. If you play it seriously, Brother Gou is not afraid at all.

…

"Okay, you are our brother, remember!"

Seeing Wang Yan's confident but not domineering smile, Guo Houyu felt extremely happy. He laughed and walked away gracefully.

As soon as his younger brother Wang returned to the living room, Lu Mingze and Zhang Kai immediately licked him - where is the promised brother?

"Yanzi, come on, drink this wine!"

"That's right, you can't lose your place by drinking the same thing as them. You are the boss today!"

What Lu Mingze handed over was still the bottle of Romanee-Conti.

As for the official drinks for climbing the stairs today, they are all Ace of Spades champagne and German dark beer.

So, Wang Yan was the only one holding the red wine.

The bottle is specially kept by someone, and judging from the posture, no outsiders are going to have a taste of it.

This is particularly interesting in the Beijing circle. If they conquer someone, there really is no lower limit. They can just call me "Master" without hesitation.

Unlike Shanghai Circle, you have to hold on to the last size no matter what you serve, and be polite and reserved.

Wang Yan actually didn't want to be special, but good intentions were hard to ignore, and the ace of spades really didn't taste good, far inferior to the bahua, so he nodded and accepted it.

After chatting for a while, the staff finally tidied up the hall.

The middle is completely cleared, and some sofas, coffee tables, and buffets are placed against the wall. If the usable area of ​​more than 400 square meters is as dense as a nightclub, it can accommodate at least 300 people for disco entertainment.

The hall has an 8-meter-high ceiling and is an integrated space on the first and second floors. There is a protruding terrace on the second floor facing the right-hand staircase. Now a DJ booth has been set up and a well-known DJ has been invited to play DJs.

There is also a terrace at the symmetrical position of the left stairwell, where a small band is stationed.

Li Yunyin's eating machine is placed on one side. It is a Steinway grand triangle.

The oversized and luxurious crystal chandelier that comes with the villa is probably only useful in the first half of the night. The staff bought a bunch of nightclub spotlights and spent a whole day yesterday installing and debugging them.

Judging from the current path, today's villa is roughly equivalent to a combination of nightclub + KTV + gym + cinema + love hotel.

Twelve guest rooms are a bit too few, but with an area of ​​3,600 square meters, which corner can’t accommodate a game of PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds?

After reading it all, Wang Yan had a feeling: professional!

"Brother Lu, you still know how to play..."

"Haha! Then look, what does your brother Lu do?"

A helper who specializes in coaxing the young and old to play?

You are also a talent by paying your way into the inner circle...

Wang Yan smiled and asked casually: "It's such a grand event, brother, didn't you spend less?"

Zhang Kai frowned and continued: "It has nothing to do with you whether you have money or not! Today is the game for all of us to collect money for you, so you can just relax and be happy!"

Wang Yan estimated that not even 1 million people would be unable to win today's game.

The main reason is that there are many hidden costs that are difficult to calculate. It is difficult to tell whether they spent money, otherwise it may double to 2 million.

Letting people spend so much money, I have to accept it, and even more, I have to pay it back.

Brother Fugui thought for a while and smiled at Lu Mingze: "Brother Lu, it's my birthday at the end of the month. I'm going to do it in Shanghai. Please come over and help me organize it with Jianwu and the others. It's so beautiful for you to do this." ”

Lu Mingze was so excited that his face turned red when he was recognized.

"That's all! You'll see what I'll do for you when the time comes!"

As soon as the buddies around heard Wang Yan's words, they all jumped over and asked questions.

"On March 31st, if you have time, please come."

In fact, Wang Yan didn't want to make a big deal out of it. When he was poor in the past, birthdays were just a good meal at home and not even a cake.

So I don’t have this concept at all.

After watching He Miaomiao's birthday party, I felt that it was just that, the form was greater than the content.

But this accidental car crash pushed Wang Yan to the forefront. The Speed ​​Alliance also needed a formal gathering, so they might as well use birthdays as an excuse to have a big one.

It just so happens that I have a lot of money now, so I can spend as much as I want.

Of course, with Wang Yan's character, he would have to think carefully about how to spend the money.

…

"The world is big, Wang Shen's birthday is the biggest, the 31st, right? That's it! It's on time!"

"That's going to be a lot of fun!"

"I heard that there are a lot of socialites in Magic City...hehe!"

Today's game hasn't started yet, and everyone is already thinking about the next one.

The girls were not to be outdone, and Dina took the initiative to act coquettishly: "Young Master Wang, can I go?"

Zhang Kai chuckled: "It depends on whether you can convince Mr. Wang..."

Damn, you bastard!

Just as Wang Yan was about to raise his middle finger, Gu Hailin suddenly said, "It's useless to persuade, Yanzi's real girlfriend will definitely go, right? There is a young lady over there in the Magic City. Are you afraid of being crushed into pieces if you squeeze in?"

w(Д)w!

Damn it!

The eldest young man was shocked and frightened.

Just now I was only thinking about the benefits and necessity, but I didn’t think of this!

That's not just the matter between Thirty Wan and Sister Xinxin, there's also Miss He!

If you add a large number of other beauties with connections and friendships...

Dizzy!

I'm afraid it's not the death anniversary, right? !

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Brother Dog's back vest in an instant, and he felt bad.

However, this is a test that must be passed sooner or later, and there is no need to hide.

After realizing this, Brother Gou's mood suddenly lost its beauty. He felt that he was being targeted by the world, and his mood was about to collapse...

What a happy day, who is so arrogant?

Which pot won’t be opened?

Just as he was feeling depressed, the door was pushed open, and Liu Fang's frantic voice reached his ears one step ahead of the door.

"Oh! Brother Diwang! I miss me so much! Hey, Ruibadi, does anyone miss me?"

Liu Fang was pushed in in a wheelchair, but even so, it still couldn't stop him from showing off.

What’s interesting is the person pushing the wheelchair—it’s actually Wang Yibo!

The first young man in Gujiao was followed by a group of men and women. Wang Yan glanced at them and felt a little complicated.

The dream goddess in high school, He Meng.

False love rival, real Luther, thirty thousand suitor Duanmu Qinwu.

Another goddess-level beauty in the experiment, Duanmu Chuge.

Liu Weilong, a classmate and "old enemy" who used to yell at Wang Yan, pay bills, and drink wine with him.

As well as two familiar young men and women, and several unknown men and women.

Yes, they are probably all fellows from the mining province, and a whole platoon came.

At the first moment, the eyes of the fellow villagers turned to Wang Yan collectively, and then, headed by Wang Yibo, they greeted them one by one.

He Meng's expression was a bit complicated, just like Wang Yan's mood.

The figure who was once aloof and could only be looked up to, now has his identity reversed. What happens next will surely be very interesting.

I'm weak and have a cold. Don't make random guesses.

Everyone is such a gangster, how could I, a decent person, have book friends like you!