After school ended at noon, Wang Yan drove Parame downstairs to the girls' dormitory for the first time.

He Miaomiao doesn't care whether it's high-profile or not. No one can stop the cards I earned based on my ability!

So, not surprisingly, I received all kinds of prying eyes.

The girls didn't know much about the car models and only had a rough idea of ​​luxury cars. While whispering among themselves, they all asked who the owner of the car was.

"That new rich second generation in the School of Economics and Management, right?"

"Yes, that's him. There are only a few students' luxury cars on campus with parking spaces, and they park behind the teaching building every day!"

"888, license plates are so valuable..."

"Is that a Maserati? Does it cost more than one million?"

"Isn't it more? Someone in the forum broke the news, saying it was more than 5 million..."

"Oh my God!"

"What's it called? Do you have any photos?"

"It seems that his name is Wang Yan, right? He is quite famous in the freshman year. It is said that many senior students want to go and see..."

"Why don't you get out of the car? I haven't seen it with my own eyes... I heard he is very handsome!"

"You are rich and handsome, no wonder you are nicknamed the school beauty..."

"Come to the women's dormitory to pick someone up? Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Absolutely! Is there a shortage of girlfriends? How many girls are lining up waiting to be chosen!"

"Wo Ri, isn't that the Bai Lian bitch from the freshman trip?!"

"Is the school beauty blind? How can you fall in love with her?!"

"Get in the car, get in the car! It's really her!"

There were at least dozens or hundreds of girls lying on the balcony in front of the dormitory building, looking down.

When he saw He Miaomiao appear, he opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. Suddenly there was a buzzing noise.

He Miaomiao's popularity and reputation among girls are really not good. Not only the girls in the same grade look down on her, but the senior students also think she is a bitch and not good-looking.

When the car door opened, Wang Yan heard several sarcastic words directed at He Miaomiao coming from the balcony of the first-floor dormitory. He couldn't help but glance at her sideways and joked with a wicked smile.

"Your Royal Highness, after listening to the voices of the people, I feel that you are not worthy of me!"

"Oh, if you can't understand the so-called stupidity of the people, you don't deserve to be a rich man."

He Miaomiao sneered, turned back to fasten her seat belt, her expression looked like it was natural.

Young Master Wang was shocked.

"Hey, you suddenly changed to the philosophical route? Okay, in addition to cutting videos for blackmail, do you also play deep?"

"snort!"

The eldest son stopped urgently and continued teasing her with a smile: "Where did you copy the sentence?"

He Miaomiao rolled her eyes and said another wise words.

"Once an individual becomes a member of a group, he will no longer bear responsibility for his actions. At this time, everyone will reveal his unconstrained side. What the group pursues and believes in is never truth and reason, but blind obedience.

Cruelty, paranoia and fanaticism, only simple and extreme feelings are copied!"

""The Crowd", you can actually read this kind of book?!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The young man has recently been reading psychology-related books in his spare time, and "The Crowd: A Study of Popular Psychology" is an inescapable classic.

I read professional books during class, and after class, I go out for a walk and read miscellaneous books. With the skill of "speed reading", it is easy to read a miscellaneous book in a day or two.

But He Miaomiao is not a good student who loves reading. His daily style of painting should be holding up fashion magazines.

Gee, what a magical new discovery...

Miss He turned her head arrogantly, indicating that she didn't want to pay attention to you, then raised two fingers and waved forward gently: "Let's go! Driver."

oh!

Remind me to pay attention to my identity, right?

Young Master Wang laughed angrily and stepped on the accelerator. The Limited Parame let out a deep roar and drove away from the women's dormitory.

"What do you want to eat, little princess?"

He Miaomiao asked lazily: "How about going to Beichen?"

As a result, Wang Yan was confused and asked: "Where is that?"

"Ah! I forgot that you are not a local..."

He Miaomiao stuck out her tongue and explained delicately: "This is the Japanese food area! The best Japanese food in Star City are basically concentrated there."

Wang Yan didn't want to eat Japanese food, but his objection was very cleverly raised: "I don't care what I eat, but a meal of Japanese food will take at least two hours, plus the tossing and going...you don't have any classes in the afternoon?"

"Uh, there is..."

"Then you'll think about it again?"

"Okay...then let's go to Trinity Mansion!"

"What place?"

“The best Hunan cuisine restaurant in Star City, let me take you to experience it!”

Hunan cuisine is so popular. In the two months since he came to Star City, Wang Yan has never tasted high-end Hunan cuisine.

Opening the navigation, Wang Yan started driving towards Renmin West Road.

After He Miaomiao made the suggestion, he immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Uncle Jiao, it's me! I want to take a friend to dinner, give me a private room! You don't have to come over, it's just a simple meal... Okay, okay, I got it!"

After she finished the call, Wang Yan asked casually: "Why, is it difficult to reserve a seat?"

"Well, you have to make a reservation in advance, it's a bit like a private club... you'll know when you get there!"

Oh, what a mysterious place?

Wang Yan finally got interested and looked forward to lunch.

When we arrived near Renmin West Road, we finally found a parking space under her guidance, then we walked for a while and turned into a small alley.

The moment he saw the door, Wang Yan reacted belatedly: "Is this an old house from before?"

"Um."

He Miaomiao nodded: "The house of the Republic of China, next door is the former residence of Cheng Qian..."

There was a greeter at the door, who introduced him respectfully: "Our house is the former residence of Mr. Sun's bodyguard, Mr. Du Xinwu."

Wang Yan turned around and looked at the environment in the yard. The patio was not big, with green bamboo covering the door. It was antique and full of craftsmanship.

In front of the small hall in front of the pavilion, there was a beautiful woman playing the pipa. Young Master Wang almost hummed a song called Dongfeng Po.

Out of 10 points, I can give it an 8.

But for the gimmick of Du Xinwu’s former residence, just listen to it.

Young Master Wang is not interested in this kind of trick of using celebrities to raise one's own worth.

On the other hand, there was a group of guests nearby who were stunned and amazed.

"Manager Wang, the environment here is great, it's great!"

"If you are satisfied, I didn't waste my efforts, haha!"

"Satisfied, satisfied! Let's go and visit and see Du Daxia's bedroom!"

A group of people whirred past Wang Yan. There were bosses, assistants, and company guests. It looked like they were having a business banquet.

When the middle-aged Obamas saw He Miaomiao, they were at least stunned for a moment, with surprise written clearly in their eyes.

But no one took the liberty to strike up a conversation and behaved normally.

Wang Yan and He Miaomiao gave way a little, and waited for them to go upstairs before being led by the waiter to his box.

The decoration of the small room is still full of ancient flavor, and the menu is even written in block letters on rice paper. The font... emmm, is not as good as Mr. Wang's.

After they were seated, the polite waiter presented a hot towel to the two of them and asked: Is it okay to apply it on your face and wipe your hands?

He Miaomiao did not ask the waiter to do anything, and did it herself. Young Master Wang enjoyed the service confidently.

A hot towel costs 5 yuan. Miss He also disliked the fact that the towel was small and had poor quality, and she would pull it down just to wipe her hands.

A pack of paper costs RMB 10. There is no free mineral water, so the starting price is RMB 25.

Miss He asked for a bunch of freshly squeezed orange juice, 168, and Miss Wang asked for a small pot of Lu'an melon slices, 688.

When the order was taken, Wang Yan pushed the menu over and said, "Come on!"

He Miaomiao was not polite: "Just the two of us, keep it simple."

Then he announced a list of dish names: "Guanyin duck, healthy black tofu, double-flavored fish head, squab and cantaloupe, stir-fried wild garlic sprouts, peach gum and aloe vera, and finally a pot of nourishing magical soup."

The waiter kindly reminded: "Beauty, the two of you can't eat such a large portion, and the magic soup must be reserved one day in advance..."

"Go and ask the manager, my last name is He."

He Miaomiao waved her hands calmly, and her air of an angry and bossy young lady suddenly came out.

The aura is off the charts!

Wang Yan felt very fresh. He had never seen this side of her in school.
To be continued...