"I can see at a glance that you are unusual, although I can't tell that you have been cultivated since childhood, or later you have thickened your own connotation. In short, it's much easier than a child from a small family like me to cultivate into a nobleman......, right? You have one foot on the threshold of nobility. ”

Wu Zhilin laughed and said: "I can't imagine that you Li Yan is still quite self-aware? But under their gentle and elegant appearance in the aristocratic circle, that is not a bloody pit? Compared to those people, what's wrong with the cold door? I, Wu Zhilin, still like people with the smell of earth." And I have to make it clear that I am not a nobleman! Our ancestors and your family may have been of the same class as workers and peasants, so can there be any aristocrats? At most, my mother often criticized me and said: A girl's family should look like a girl. If this counts, then this should be the so-called upbringing inherited from our family. ”

Li Yan frowned for the two of them, he didn't understand what Wu Zhilin wanted to express in his words, he looked at Wu Zhilin quietly and listened to her continue: "Li Yan, I have to remind you, don't think that you are rich, you are a gentleman if you buy brand-name clothes, drive a luxury car, and live in a villa." ”

With an embarrassed smile, I heard Li Yan nod slightly and said: "I still have some distance from these distances, and it should be regarded as my goal! Last year, I looked at the Golden Bottle Plum again, and suddenly found that the housing prices were so low at the end of the Ming Dynasty that people wanted to scratch the wall." Fold it for a few hundred yuan to sell a screen, and you can get a single-family townhouse for hundreds of thousands, and Ximenqing's kind of mansion with gardens, rockeries, lakes and promenades in a few times is only more than three million. Ay...... More than three million, in the imperial capital of the capital, the houses outside the Sixth Ring Road are fifty or sixty thousand per square meter. ”

Looking at Li Yan's pretended sad look, Wu Zhilin smiled slightly. Why is he crying so poor, Wu Zhilin seems to understand. I just don't want to break it.

Then I saw Li Yanyi raise his head, and suddenly said to Wu Zhilin: "I admit that most of the people in the Demon Hunting League rely on their ability to eat, and everyone is self-made! But in my opinion, there is more or less a nouveau riche mentality, maybe he has been mixed in high society for a few years and added some cultivation, but he is still far from being a gentleman." However, the next generation will be very different when I think about it, I remember that there is a champion in the college entrance examination, not to mention? In the future, it will definitely be difficult for the poor to produce a noble son. With the solidification of class, the rich will provide better education for their children, for example, at least eight of the ten people in the dinner table have sent their children to study abroad, right? One of the remaining two must be going through the formalities of going abroad. Coupled with our Confucian fine cultural tradition, we pay attention to family education. In such an atmosphere, the middle-class family will inevitably be able to cultivate aristocrats! When the time comes, they will have a noble temperament, they will show good upbringing, and their minds will be deeply imprinted with the idealistic feelings of fairness and justice, equality of all people, and mutual love and mutual assistance. Our next generation may be able to produce social role models and world leaders. ”

Wu Zhilin looked at Li Yan, who gradually became serious as the topic deepened, shook his head slightly and said, "Where is our next generation?"

As she spoke, she deliberately looked left and right, making a searching gesture.

Li Yan couldn't see that Wu Zhilin was deliberately teasing himself, raised his head and said to Wu Zhilin with a little crying and laughing: "Don't make trouble." It's not too early, I'll send you back, don't sit in the smog air and talk about cultivation, talk about the future. Health is important, and if you don't get it, everyone will hang up...... It doesn't seem to matter anymore, it's better to live two more days!"

Standing at the door of Lao Mo's restaurant, Wu Zhilin just said: "I won't send you back at night." Be careful on ...... road"

"I'm the one to be careful. That, you don't go back to the villa at night, do you?" Li Yan asked in a low voice to Wu Zhilin.

Wu Zhilin nodded and left with a smile.

Li Yan was a little uneasy, and suddenly thought of something after seeing Wu Zhilin leave. hurriedly chased two steps, waved his mobile phone, and wanted Wu Zhilin to see that he was calling her. But the taillights of the car were getting farther and farther away, and Li Yan could only smile bitterly.

Just now, Li Yan wanted to mention to Wu Zhilin several times from beginning to end the SVIP Haitian Feast qualification card that Gongsun Qi gave him.

At first, he was speechless because he couldn't find the specific place to hold the Haitian Feast, but later someone took the initiative to contact Li Yan.

After explaining the time and low point of participating in the event many times, Li Yan wanted to communicate with Wu Zhilin just now to see if he wanted to participate in this Haitian feast in the financial circle.

With a mobile phone in his hand, Li Yan could have called Wu Zhilin directly to stop her, but after thinking about it, Li Yan still gave up this idea.

Standing at the door of Lao Mo's restaurant, Li Yan began to laugh at himself secretly.

Li Yan thought that Wu Zhilin was here to provoke him, after all, he pulled himself out of the room at night and came to Lao Mo's restaurant to eat, what kind of place is this?

Restaurant?

That's just a façade, in the past, young men and women who fell in love came here to eat. It's still synonymous with romance......

Li Yan originally thought that if Wu Zhilin and himself would go to the villa. If something happens at night, how do you deal with Wu Zhilin. But now Wu Zhilin just "left gently, just like she came gently." Wave your sleeves and don't take away a trace of clouds?"

"Am I thinking too much?" Li Yan subconsciously shook his head, walked to the side of the exhibition hall, stretched out his hand and took a taxi back to the villa.

The next day, Yang Muye took Li Yan to participate in an international investment banking seminar, and there was an acquaintance under the rostrum with him, Zhao Bali!

While the other guests were talking eloquently in front of the audience, Zhao Bali smiled wittily at Li Yan and whispered: "I heard that you are Bi Peilin's boyfriend?"

Li Yan was looking up and listening to how the experts on the rostrum were flickering in a fog. After listening to Zhao Bali, who was sitting next to him, said a word, Li Yan subconsciously nodded and said, "It's okay......"

"What do you mean? Yes, yes, no, no. Are you kid planning to occupy the pit first?" Zhao Bali also complained to Li Yan casually, and immediately said: Actually, I can see that the two of you should have a good impression of each other! But I can warn you, you have to think about it before you do it, Biperin is still a chick. ”

After saying this, Zhao Bali turned his head and focused his eyes on the rostrum again. It's just that the evil smile on Zhao Bali's face was piled up, and after turning to the rostrum, he instantly returned to seriousness.

"What did Wu Zhilin say about the SVIP Haitian Feast?"