Although he avoided the deep water*, the wine at dinner at night was not very easy to hide, Zhang Jian opened three tables of flowing water seats, and Wang Miaoyan and Su Luo sat at the main table, which can be regarded as Zhang Jian's guest to Xu Qinghuan's guest.

In addition to Zhang Jian and Xu Qinghuan, all the people sitting at this table are valuable boss-level figures, among which several wives Wang Miaoyan have already taken it into their hands, she has always attached great importance to women's wealth, sometimes the husband and wife have a good relationship, the husband makes money outside, and the internal finances are all in charge of the wife.

"Manager Wang is really professional." One of them, Mrs. Lin, obviously admired Wang Miaoyan very much, and was full of praise at the dinner table, "When she was soaking in the hot spring, she introduced me to financial products clearly and carefully, and the mobile phone album was opened, and it was full of contract pictures." ”

Zhang Jian was surprised: "It's not a selfie?" A big beauty like you doesn't take more photos, isn't it a waste of your phone? ”

Wang Miaoyan smiled gently: "It's not a waste to show everyone my looks." ”

Zhang Jian was stunned, and hurriedly said again: "It makes sense, it makes sense!" ”

Zhao Caiyue, who was sitting next to him, was obviously not very happy, she was also good-looking, but she still belonged to the category of normal human beings, she was originally Zhang Jian's girlfriend, she was young and beautiful, and she was a leader in a group of little sisters in this circle, but she was obviously ignored today.

Zhao Caiyue is not a peaceful person, so she naturally thinks about how to brush up on her sense of existence.

"Sister Miaoyan?" Zhao Caiyue deliberately asked in a sweet voice, "How many years have you been working?" ”

Wang Miaoyan raised her eyebrows, but she was quite generous: "It's almost six or seven years." ”

Zhao Caiyue pretended to be surprised: "How old is that sister this year?" ”

Wang Miaoyan glanced at her and smiled very amorously: "My sister is almost 30 years old this year, are you still in college?" ”

Zhao Caiyue seemed to feel that she had finally caught the other party's sore feet and her own strengths, and gave a rather reserved "um".

I didn't care if I thought that Wang Miaoyan didn't care at all, and her tone was gentle like an elder: "Then you have to study hard and make progress every day." ”

Zhao Caiyue: "......"

In fact, Wang Miaoyan knew Zhao Caiyue's attitude in her heart, but she didn't have so much effort to deal with the little girl's inexplicable jealousy, and her goal was to avoid the toast on the wine table tonight.

Whether it is soaking in hot springs or racing, Wang Miaoyan's limelight is not small, even if he used alcohol allergy, which is not a pretext, but he may still be embarrassed.

For example, Xu Qinghuan intentionally or unintentionally wanted her to drink a few sips.

Wang Miaoyan was really tired of pushing, and in the end, she really wanted to "forget it, you won't die after a few sips", but she didn't expect that the wine glass was in her hand, but she was picked up by Su Luo.

"Wonderful words, you have to drive my car later." Su Luo's smile was bright, as soon as he showed this kind of big boy's heartless smile, he couldn't hold it personally, it was very pleasing and sincere, "I'll drink all her wine." ”

Xu Qinghuan likes Su Luo very much, but he still scolded him with a bad smile: "What is the car, find a substitute driver." ”

Su Luo said seriously: "That's not good, Brother Xu, you love cars so much, you should also understand, there are two things that men will never share." He drank all the wine in the wine glass with his neck, his eyes fell on Wang Miaoyan's body lightly, and even the words he said were fragrant with wine, "That's the woman and the car." ”

There is no way to count how much wine Su Luo drank for Wang Miaoyan in the end, Xu Qinghuan was a mess, he couldn't speak clearly, Zhang Jian was not much better, the two took turns hugging Su Luo and calling him brothers, but Su Luo, who drank the most, was very sober, he couldn't drink on his face, except for a touch of blush on his cheeks, the whole person was refreshing.

Called a substitute driver for the drunk men, Wang Miaoyan followed Su Luo to his car, Su Luo raised his hand, and threw a bunch of keys into Wang Miaoyan's hand.

"You can go." He smiled, "King Cheshen." ”

Wang Miaoyan was not polite, she got into the driver's seat, and was in a good mood: "If you drink like this, I can only drive." ”

Su Luo glanced at her: "You're very happy?" ”

Wang Miaoyan was eager to try: "Of course, the F150 Raptor, the dream car." She was really excited, and her hands rubbed on the steering wheel for a long time, "Although you don't have a good aesthetic for women, you really have nothing to say about cars." ”

Su Luo spat out the wine, a little unconvinced: "I'm not prejudiced against women, okay, and you have to admit that there are not many people like you." ”

"That's also prejudice, who said there are fewer like me?" Wang Miaoyan easily hit the steering wheel and skillfully reversed the car, "You men, you only like to look at the outside first, look at this woman's famous brand and feel that the other party worships money, look at this woman's strong and capable and feel that she must not be gentle, look at me so beautiful, do you also doubt whether I have plastic surgery?" ”

Su Luo hugged his arms, he frowned, and it was rare that he didn't refute.

Wang Miaoyan glanced at him and said with a smile: "You can only watch, so you don't understand." ”

The two drove out in silence for a while, and Su Luo suddenly said vaguely: "If you don't say it, how can I understand?" ”

Wang Miaoyan was a little surprised: "Are you drunk?" ”

Su Luo snorted childishly: "No." ”

Wang Miaoyan couldn't cry or laugh: "I don't talk to drunks." ”

Su Luo didn't speak, but he couldn't see that he was too happy, he admitted that he had a misunderstanding with Wang Miaoyan at the beginning, he had always been unaccustomed to the kind of people who worship money, and felt that women who only pay attention to appearance and dress up were either too stupid or too shrewd, Su Luo's love history is not promiscuous, but it is also absolutely uninhibited, and the big and small girls who like to be infatuated with him can probably line up from the new district traffic bank to the president's office of the urban traffic bank.

Emotionally, he has hurt people, he has been hurt by others, he calls himself a prodigal son, and there has never been a shore to let him anchor.

Su Luo originally thought that Wang Miaoyan was like most of the women he had tasted superficially, with no appearance and no connotation, until now he had to overturn all the assumptions and fictions of the other party and start all over again.

To be honest, it's not a little frustrating.

In fact, it's not just him, Wang Miaoyan's opinion of Su Luo has also changed a little, she originally thought that the other party was a machismo, or more seriously, saying that straight men are not too much to cancer, objectifying women, and prejudice is still self-righteous, but after so many days of contact, the other party is not exactly like this.

Su Luo will consciously be in the position of a protector, take care of himself everywhere, and he doesn't care about raising his hand to shade her from the sun, this kind of male etiquette that is a little too considerate and delicate in the eyes of outsiders, Su Luo does it unequivocally, and he never feels ashamed, coupled with the posture of never letting women drink at the wine table, it is modest to say that he is a gentleman.

Wang Miaoyan somehow thought of the "knight man" on the Internet, and she sighed in her heart, feeling that it should be like Su Luo.