On Saturday night, Wang Yan drove to the Hui Mansion 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 can 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. Like a white lotus, 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 who knows everything like 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 have lived for others, so there is nothing serious to do. I just play 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, having double standards is not wrong. 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 was too different, and his goals were 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 at the same time always try to 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 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 some time, 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 in Fuxing Park before, and we got along quite well. He knew that I didn’t have a girlfriend, so he told me to marry you. Introduce yourself 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, are you working with my father to lie to me?"
"What did you say? 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 he still lives in Tangchen Yipin. He is very powerful. Even if you don't go on a blind date, you should still have more contact 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 these words are true, they are indeed a bit pretentious. Wang Yan waved his hands and said: "Don't say that, it's just a head on your shoulders. No one is better than anyone else. We are all the same."
"Nansun, look at how approachable Wang Yan is."
Although Jiang Nansun was not favored because of her daughter's physical condition, she had been pampered and pampered since childhood. The main reason is that the old lady of the Jiang family doesn't like it, but Jiang Pengfei is okay. He basically doesn't care about it. There is only one Dai Yin left. Of course his biological daughter is used to it. Therefore, Jiang Nansun's life is still good, and the three members of his family are generally of that virtue.
However, Jiang Pengfei survived for decades and could hold back his temper in front of outsiders, but Jiang Nansun could not. Without the beatings from society, he would not be 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 at the side: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. My dad may not have made it clear to you before, but let me tell you now. 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 a blind date."
"It's okay, Uncle Jiang. I know you mean well, but you can't force it. Don't get angry, it won't affect either of us." Wang Yan patted Jiang Pengfei's arm, looked at Jiang Nansun and said, "Your boyfriend should be from an ordinary family. ?Otherwise your parents wouldn’t do this.”
"Yes, he has reached where he is today step by step through his own efforts. He wants to stay in school to teach and then study for a Ph.D., and there is a great hope that he can stay. He also has a third room in Sanlin. The house will definitely get better and better in the future.”
Glancing at Jiang Pengfei, who was in pain next to him, 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 houses with three bedrooms cost 100,000." About 20 square meters. The total house payment is 3.6 million, and the down payment is 30%, which is 1.1 million. The loan is 2.5 million, repaid in 30 years, and the base interest rate will be higher, which should be 5 It’s more than a point, and the monthly payment is about 15,000 yuan.”
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
"You said that he got to where he is today step by step through his own hard work. So how did a student earn 1.2 million? How could he be able to pay the monthly payment?"
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not lying to you, I just want to say that without the help of his parents, he wouldn't be able to buy a house. And he can afford 1.2 million, and he still pays more than 10,000 every month. His monthly payment is good, and his family conditions are pretty good. It’s just that when he went to Shanghai, a place where rich people gather, he looked very poor. If it were in his hometown, with his family conditions, he should be able to survive Very comfortable. Maybe he is very motivated, but at this time, it is still impossible to reach the current situation on his own before leaving campus."
Among the characters in this drama, apart from the unnamed supporting characters, Zhang Anren should be the second-to-last poorest, and the last-to-last one is his ex-girlfriend Yuan Yuan. But even so, it seems that Yuan Yuan will be more glamorous than Zhang Anren later.
So the current TV series are really not good and they are really out of touch with the masses. After all, not all families can afford a down payment of 1.2 million. This is cash. And under such unrealistic circumstances, Zhang Anren said everything he said was earned by himself. This is a flaw in the plot.
People see too much on the Internet, which seems to have weakened the general public's understanding of money. They don't think how much money is a difficult number, which is not good. In life, you still have to be a little pushy. No matter how hard your mouth is, there will be a day when your mouth becomes 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 was speechless, Jiang Pengfei said: "Is it because you are in finance or you are so meticulous in accounting? Let me tell you, Wang Yan, she told me before that her boyfriend worked so hard and was so nice to her. I just felt something was wrong. It must be, that boy took a fancy to her conditions and wanted to take advantage of her..."
"Dad, Zhang Anren is not that kind of person, can you please stop talking."
"You damn girl..."
Dai Yin groaned: "Okay, today I'm treating Mr. Wang to dinner, not here to discipline my daughter. The food has been served, let's start eating."
Soon, the dishes were put on the table one after another. After drinking the dry red wine that I had woken up early, I started eating.
Without talking about stocks with Jiang Pengfei, Wang Yan looked at the unhappy Jiang Nansun with a smile: "I heard that you studied architecture?"
"Aren't you in finance? Do you also know architecture?" Although Jiang Nansun was not very polite, he still had a brain. If Wang Yan doesn't understand, then why is he trying to show off in this regard?
When a person has an opinion about a certain person, it is inevitable that he or she will wear colored glasses. But the fact is that Jiang Nansun is not worthy of Wang Yan's showoff. It's just that there aren't many topics on the table now, and he doesn't want to talk about stocks with Jiang Pengfei anymore, so he just picks up what Jiang Nansun knows and starts chatting.
He raised his glass to signal to the others, took a big sip of wine, savored it for a while, and then nodded: "I know a little bit, but I don't know what you think about architecture?"
This is a big question, but Jiang Nansun is doing well in his studies, but he is deliberately making things difficult. He chattered up a bunch of professional terms and said them in such a confusing way that he seemed to understand them very well.
Of course Wang Yan understands. After all, he has not been a master of architecture for a long time, and his professional knowledge is of course excellent. From people and nature, architectural structures to domestic and foreign architecture, we also talk about specific interior decoration design, building materials, and other world-famous buildings, etc.
So the result was no surprise. At the beginning, Jiang Nansun wanted to expose Wang Yan's pretense, make him unable to get off, and make him lose face. Later, it gradually turned into a discussion with each other, and finally it became a matter of course to ask for advice.
In this process, Jiang Nansun's impression of Wang Yan has certainly changed. At least he no longer talks with guns and sticks. He also took out his mobile phone and added each other on WeChat, saying that he would like to ask for advice if he doesn't understand anything in the future...
"Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to have such high attainments in architecture. It's a pity to be in finance. If you were in architecture, I believe that with your strength, you would be able to win the Pritzker Prize."
Puszyk Architecture Prize, the highest international award in the field of architecture. Of course, Pritzker gave Wang Yan an award when he was in the last round, but he ignored it. In the eyes of many people, the building is the highest, but it really doesn't matter to him. After all, he designs and builds it himself, and he doesn’t rely on his reputation to get ahead, so he still wants others to recognize his level?
He shook his head and said: "I have really thought about engaging in architecture, but I have to design based on other people's ideas and endure the criticism of Party A. I really don't want to do it. And if I want to design a project and build it myself, I don't have that much. I don’t have enough money, so I just treat it as a hobby and learn about it occasionally.”
"So you started in an industry like finance where you can make money quickly?"
"It's quick even if you don't have money." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile.
Jiang Nansun agreed very much and looked at his father aside: "Indeed."
"What's that look in your eyes?" Jiang Pengfei looked at his daughter unhappily: "How many times have I said this? In investing, there are losses and wins, but it's just my bad luck. I have to be able to afford to lose, and I have to be patient. , it is only a matter of time before we can earn back what we have lost.”
Seeing Jiang Nansun rolling his eyes with an impatient look on his face, Dai Yin, who had been talking little and eating silently beside him, shook his head at Jiang Nansun. Wang Yan asked in time: "Uncle Jiang, I think this is because you didn't pay less before? You didn't tell me. truth?"
"If you want to get something, you have to give first. It's just that I'm unlucky and always give. But this time, I believe I will be able to get my money back." People who sell their houses, wives, children, and daughters on the gambling table are generally like this. kind of idea.
"Then you paid too much. Why are our houses gone?"
"you……"
Wang Yan calmed Jiang Pengfei's anger and gave a calm and humanitarian advice: "Uncle Jiang, I suggest you not to take such risks. It is always unwise to gamble on temporary gains and losses. You should consider what I told you before. I Although the performance is not terrible, it is still easy to outperform the market. And I can tell you that I have adjusted my strategy this year, and the expected return is conservatively 30%. You can invest in me at will Ten million, after management fees and so on, I guarantee you a return of two million by the end of the year.
Money cannot be put in one basket, and incomplete bets can only be placed in a handful. You trust your own judgment, but you must also leave yourself a way out. Putting all your money on the line is not something a wise person would do. What do you think, Uncle Jiang? "
This is really interesting for him. When this year is over and the performance is achieved, he no longer plans to take people to play with 10 million, and he will raise the threshold again. Now he doesn't expect Jiang Pengfei to escape completely, but he just hopes that he can withdraw part of his capital and leave a way out. After all, the living expenses of two million a year are enough to live comfortably and comfortably, so he probably won't be unable to bear the thought of committing suicide. He took great pains, after all, the last one who didn't cooperate was able to live comfortably in prison for many years...
Jiang Pengfei pondered for a moment and nodded: "You are right, but please 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, then gestured to Dai Yin and Jiang Nansun, and they all took a sip together.
Looking at her biological father who seemed to be taking the advice, Jiang Nansun shook her head. She actually expressed hope...then changed the subject and said, "By the way, Mr. Wang, there is something I don't understand. It just so happens that you know architecture and decoration." , I want to ask you something."
"You don't have to be so polite. Even though we're not close, your dad and I are also friends. How old are you, I can just call you Brother Yan. Tell me, what's the matter?"
"That's it, Yan...Brother Yan..." For some reason, Jiang Nansun felt a little strange when she was called this name. She continued: "My aunt is going abroad. She has a house that she plans to rent out, so I will let her My boyfriend helped with the design. The design he carefully made was to divide the original three bedrooms and the living room into nine rooms. However, the result was no better than what another person casually drew on a napkin, which was to divide the three bedrooms into nine. It was converted into two rooms and the common living room area was retained, which is not surprising. Why do you think this is?"
Isn't this a nonsense question? 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, is she?"
"No shortage."
"Where is the house?"
"It's around here."
"Isn't that very simple?" Wang Yan said with a smile: "Your aunt is not short of money, why would she divide a good house into nine rooms? Have you never seen the news about renting a house? Nine rooms have to live in nine people or even more There are so many things to do, but it’s also the lack of care for the house. In comparison, two rooms are much better. The house prices in this neighborhood, the whole rent is only seven or eight thousand, right? At this price, it’s not It's easy to rent out. Two rooms can be shared between two people, so it's easier to rent."
Wang Yan felt that this was also a deliberate attempt to criticize Zhang Anren, in order to set off his petty ambition. After all, he has no money, but he doesn't know how to spend money, let alone spend money on others. After all, he is also a top student. If he can stay in school, his professional skills are certainly sufficient. He should consider designing and decorating for rich people.
Jiang Nansun nodded clearly: "I understand, thank you."
"nothing."
Under Wang Yan's guidance, the meal was pretty good. Anyway, Wang Yan had finished eating. After ordering so many dishes, there was nothing left, so Wang Yan ate them all. Jiang Pengfei had seen it before when he was drinking, but Dai Yin and Jiang Nansun, mother and daughter, were so surprised that it was too much to eat.
As for the one who paid the bill, of course it was 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 wanted to treat us.
Of course Wang Yan would not fight with him, and he would keep it for later and find an excuse to invite him back. He pulled Jiang Pengfei out to have a connection.
After saying a few words of farewell 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 window, Wang Yan turned his wrist and checked the time. It was just past eight o'clock. He lit a cigarette and asked the driver to drive around to a place with a good view. I have nothing to do when I go back, it’s good to look at the scenery if I have nothing to do...
Compared with his leisurely and relaxed attitude, Jiang Pengfei was extremely irritable. He trembled with his hands, pointed at his daughter and gritted his teeth: "You, what can I say about you? Don't you know what Wang Yan's condition is? You live in a 90-million-dollar house. Chen Yipin drives a car worth more than two million yuan. What’s so good about Zhang Anren? How can he compare? Huh? You wholeheartedly want to follow Zhang Anren and eat glutinous vegetables? Are you stupid..."
"Don't worry about me. You don't have to worry about my affairs." Jiang Nansun turned to look at Dai Yin: "You go ahead, I'll go out and come back later." After that, he turned and ran away.
"Nansun, where are you going?" Dai Yin shouted quickly.
"I'm going to find the lock."
"Please be safe."
Jiang Nansun waved his hands and trotted away.
Jiang Pengfei let out a sigh of relief: "Look, now you talk back to me every day, and you want to make me angry to death. You are used to it."
"Now you say I'm used to it? What have you been thinking about?" Dai Yin glanced at him: "Your mother doesn't like us mother and daughter, and she dislikes us all day long. You yourself only know how to spend money and don't care about anything. If I don't spoil my daughter, who cares about her? Although this Wang Yan is indeed good, but my daughter doesn't like it, what's the point of forcing her? It's always her who gets married and lives with others, not me or you. I It seems that it’s not that she wants to make you angry to death, but that you want to force her to death.”
"Reverse, reverse..." Jiang Pengfei continued to luck out, turned around and left: "Why are you standing there? Go home!"
Dai Yin rolled his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and followed him away...
In a snack shop, Zhu Suosuo was holding a bowl of wonton noodles and looking at Jiang Nansun who was eating heavily across the way: "Didn't you say you came here after dinner? Why do you still eat so deliciously?"
"You're eating with outsiders. It's not like you don't know, so you have to pretend." Jiang Nansun shook his head: "But I saw something different today. I can really eat... Forget it, I don't miss him anymore. When I think about it, I will angry."
"You came to me so late, don't you still want me to make a tree hole and listen to you pour out your feelings? Really, come on, let me hear what's going on."
"It's not my dad. He arranged a blind date for me behind my back. He suddenly came to me for dinner today..."
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