Perhaps there is God's will in the dark. Wen Liang is still hesitating whether to let Yao Shang take advantage of this favorable situation, because even he cannot be sure whether seeking temporary benefits will lead to endless troubles in the future.
But the call from Yan Huangyan helped him make up his mind. The chaos in Wujiang this time was a rare opportunity. If he missed this chance, it would take Yao Shang forever to make further progress.
If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences. Fortune and wealth have always been achieved through risk, so why not give it a try
"Since Miss Yan is so kind, I can't be so ungrateful. Songhe Tower, right... Yeah, yeah, East Suburb, by the bridge, I know the place. OK, see you later!"
Wen Liang hung up the phone and glanced around. Taihu Lake was still vast and misty, but the street was no longer as crowded as before. Occasionally, a few drunks staggered by, accompanied by the intermittent barking of dogs. There was no way of knowing whether there was really someone hiding in the dark, watching everything he did, and then informing Yan Huangyan.
With the previous experience of Luo Qi as a lesson, Wen Liang felt that Yan Huangyan should learn from her mistakes and not be so despicable, but he had no confidence in this woman's moral integrity, so he had to be careful next time he came to Su Hai.
Songhelou is located in Dongcheng District of Wuzhou City, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center. Surrounded by rivers and lush trees, it looks quiet and elegant. Wen Liang parked the car on the side of the road, looked at this simple and elegant restaurant, and said, "If it weren't for Yan Huangyan pointing the way, even you, an expert in Wuzhou, wouldn't be able to find this place. The restaurant is so hidden, is it a black shop?"
Yao Chang burst out laughing, pushed the door and got out of the car, saying, "Is it a shady shop? We'll know if we go in and take a look."
A young waiter was waiting at the door, leading Wen Liang and the other man to the room on the top floor. Yan Huangyan stood up and took a few steps forward, saying with a smile, "If Qingluan hadn't happened to be in Taihu, I wouldn't have known that Young Master Wen had come to Wuzhou."
Yan Huangyan's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Wen Liang's mind, knowing what doubts he would have after receiving the call, so he explained it as soon as they met. Wen Liang was too lazy to distinguish whether this was true or false, and said: "If I had known that Miss Qingluan was also in Taihu, I would have waited for her to come together."
"Qingluan is full of praise for Young Master Wen. If she hadn't been otherwise busy, she would have come to have a drink with Young Master Wen." Yan Huangyan's eyes fell on Yao Shang, and he seemed a little surprised that Wen Liang would really bring her here. He said, "It has been more than half a year since we last saw each other in Taihu Lake. Director Yao is not only successful in both her family and career, but she is also getting more and more beautiful. Huang Yan is really envious."
Yao Shang didn't know whether Yan Huangyan was just being polite or was being sarcastic. Her marriage with Wei Yan was in name only, and her work at the county committee was on thin ice. How could she be considered "satisfied with both"? However, she remained calm and said politely, "Miss Yan, you are too kind..."
"Mr. Wen, you treated me to a great treat yesterday when I went to Qingzhou. Today it's my turn to host. Let's eat and talk at the same time. Someone, serve the food!" Yan Huangyan invited Wen Liang and the others to take a seat and said, "These are all specialties from Wuzhou. You can't taste them easily." She was not bragging. This Songhelou was not well-known, but the famous Suzhou dishes and snacks were three times more flavorful than those in the famous old shops. Not to mention Wen Liang, an outsider, even Yao Shang, a native of Wuzhou, had never tasted such authentic dishes.
After asking about the reason, I learned that Songhelou was originally a property under the name of Yan Huangyan. He spent a lot of money to collect some old recipes and skilled chefs from all over the place. It is not open to ordinary people on weekdays, so its name is not as famous as Wangyuelou, Meihuaju and other famous hotels, but its level is still better than them.
Yao Shang was secretly shocked. Such a big restaurant, employing so many people, with no idea how much the monthly expenses are, but it is not open to the public. This is really the world of the rich. Don't guess. If you guess too much, you will get sick - conjunctivitis!
"… Although my boss is from the north, she sometimes likes to change her taste. Su cuisine is light, which is just right for regulating the diet structure, so the original intention of building this restaurant is to let her come and sit in her spare time. The scenery here is beautiful, quiet in the bustling city, and it seems to have the Zen spirit of hiding in the city. It is a good place to relax and rest." Yan Huangyan picked up a dish for Yao Shang, seemingly chatting casually, but it happened to answer Yao Shang's question: "But the boss only comes here once every one or two months. She has nothing to do anyway, and occasionally lends it to some friends for entertaining banquets. It can make a small profit of 100,000 or 200,000 a month, which is enough for the restaurant to operate without loss."
Yao Shang suddenly felt a palpitation. She was frightened by Yan Huangyan's attitude of treating money like dirt. She also felt embarrassed after her thoughts were discovered. Her face flushed and she said, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom..."
As soon as Yao Shang left, Yan Huangyan giggled and said, "She is so pretty and charming. I feel pity for her. Young Master Wen is so lucky."
The two of them came together, which was suspicious of being in a melon field and plum field. Such jokes were expected. Wen Liang did not care and said with a smile: "She is a married woman, please be gentle with her words, Miss Yan. Besides, I have never been popular with women, so I can't bear such a blessing."
"Master Wen is too modest and too ruthless. Such a beautiful woman has fallen into the hands of Wei Yan, a worthless guy. How can you bear to stand by and watch?"
Wen Liang was teased by Yan Huangyan twice in a row, and he suddenly became alert. He didn't know why she was trying to push Yao Shang to him. He laughed and said, "Although I am thick-skinned, I don't have the hobby of sitting on the wall and waiting for a lover. On the contrary, if an unmarried woman like Miss Yan doesn't have a crush on someone, I can give it a try."
The best defense is counterattack. Wen Liang is not a nerd who blushes when he sees a woman. What he fears least in his life is teasing and being teased, pushing and being pushed. Isn't there a saying that wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit? The same is true for women. Studies have shown that the success rate of turning into a pervert to pick up a goddess is much higher than that of turning into a pug.
A mature uncle may not be a pervert, but he must have all the attributes of a pervert, and he must be aggressive when necessary and nasty when necessary. Otherwise, to put it bluntly, if you are not as tall, handsome, or rich as others, and you cannot even outwit them, why should the goddess give you meat
Of course, some losers with heavy tastes will insist on saying that they would even eat shit. Such people are no longer of reference value, so don't imitate them!
Yan Huangyan was indeed a senior female hooligan. She was not moved by Wen Liang's teasing at all. She silently repeated the phrase "riding on the wall waiting for red apricots" several times, which represents the characteristics of the post-Internet era. She smiled softly and said, "Although I am unmarried and have no one in my heart, I am not a good match for Master Wen. If you really want to, my sister Bai Hu talks about you several times every day. Why don't I be a matchmaker and help you find someone?"
Pimping? Honey trap? This rhythm is a sign of a breakdown! Thousands of grass mud horses galloped across Wen Liang's forehead, and he asked back, "Do you have a grudge against Miss Bai Hu?"
"Oh, what do you mean?"
"If there was no grudge, would you have the heart to throw someone as innocent and lovely as Miss Bai Hu into this fire pit that is hotter than the Flame Mountain?"
Yan Huangyan was overjoyed and said, "Young Master Wen, the more I get to know you, the more I realize that you are such an interesting person."
Wen Liang pretended to touch his forehead and said, "You scared me. I thought you were going to say I was a good person. Miss Yan, remember this in the future. No matter what you give me, don't give me the "nice guy" card. I definitely don't want anything that insults male dignity."
"Nice guy card?"
"It's not often that boys pursue girls, and when girls reject them, they always say, 'You're a good person, but we're not meant to be together, I hope you'll find someone better than me in the future', etc. Once a man gets the nice guy card, it means there's no hope at all."
Yan Huangyan laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter again. Sadly, Wen Liang still couldn't tell whether she was really happy, or just pretending to be happy, or even had any other emotions.
From the first meeting at the Taihu Lake, to the meeting again at the Great World yesterday, to the third conversation today, in different occasions, different atmospheres, and different topics, Wen Liang could not grasp Yan Huangyan's pulse. Just like a chameleon, the color of its body changes with the changes in the temperature and humidity of the environment, whether she is smiling, angry, charming, or cold, it seems that she reacts in various ways according to the current situation and her personal purpose.
Everyone has their own mask, which is understandable and not surprising, but a woman like Yan Huangyan who hides her true side all the time really makes people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
It’s so cold!
What kind of life would make a person become like this
Wen Liang suddenly said directly: "The reason why I brought Yao Shang here today is to ask Miss Yan for a favor and find her a position as deputy county magistrate in Wujiang County!"
Anyone would be stunned for a moment when faced with such a sudden attack, but Yan Huangyan seemed to have been waiting for Wen Liang to say this. Her pretty face was full of smiles as she said calmly, "If I remember correctly, Director Yao was promoted not long ago. According to organizational procedures, you have to wait at least another year..."
Wen Liang completely gave up the idea of continuing to think about this person, and got straight to business, saying, "Procedures are dead, but people are alive. Miss Yan will always have a way, right?"
Yan Huangyan blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "As a deputy county magistrate, it is not impossible for him to think of a solution. However, if you want me to help her, can Master Wen agree to let me consider the proposal about Sister Bai Hu just now?"
Wen Liang felt powerless and decisively used his trump card, saying, "If I remember correctly, Miss Yan said yesterday that she owed me a favor?"
Yan Huangyan sighed slightly and said, "You, what so many people value as precious is worth nothing, but in your eyes you treat it like a worn-out shoe. You used your boss's favor to save a street thug, and now you use my favor to exchange for a deputy county magistrate..."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "At least I'm making progress. A deputy county magistrate is worth more than a small thug, right?"
"Oh, that may not be the case!" Yan Huangyan seemed to have something else to say, but he didn't say it clearly. He raised the cup of tea and said, "Okay, I'll do you a favor!" (To be continued)