God of Life

“Is my cell phone number so easy to inquire?”

Wang Yan complained to An Xiaofang, Mr. An poked his mouth and smiled, not picking up questions.

Yes, have her one.

In fact, this is normal. The circle is neither too big nor too small. You can get a relationship around two corners. If someone wants to ask for a mobile phone number, it’s not easy to conceal the reason in every circumstance.

The whitelist of young and old can block calls, but not text messages.

Banks, insurance companies, telecom companies, and messy organizations can send text messages with a special sign.

Wang Yan doesn’t understand the specific mechanism. Anyway, the spam message has never stopped.

The current mobile phone number is too bad, and the interception level is not enough. It is really time to change to a high-level one.

Unable to change the number, Wang Yan was free and started to dial text messages.

Simply summarized words-various invitations.

Euphemistic, straightforward and explicit, there are all types.

When opening a multimedia message, most of them were taken aback.

I’ll go, a butterfly that’s so pink!

It was a tattoo, which was pulled apart by two fingers and displayed in the center of the photo. Every delicate hair was completely shown.

Such a beautiful tattoo…90 points, right?

Wang Yan felt a little shocked, and his mood began to stir…because other things didn’t move.

Tsk, this girl really works!

Looking at the text in the text message, I quickly remembered the girl’s situation–

Non-school, 18 years old, auditioned for the role of Xiaoduo, in front of a pure face The protruding back is not low in all three points, except that the acting is thin.

Should you…Guide?

As soon as Liu Li’s relatives arrived, the young and old began to hold back, and the fire star flew around in disorder, and there was no wind and spontaneous combustion every morning.

Wang Yan doesn’t mind spending money to defeat the fire.

Women in Fudo’s company are the basic leadership qualities, but the wild flowers outside do not have such concerns, just look at the score.

Wang Yan doesn’t know how other gods, rich and young, think of this kind of thing, anyway, he finds it very exciting.

The most annoying thing for young and old is that unfamiliar women want to talk to themselves when they meet each other. For example, Senior Sister Li Shuyun of the Academy of Fine Arts does not want to give her a chance.

If you show that you are greedy for your money and your body, then you are a good girl.

Please, the society is so chaotic, who will pretend to be pure?

Everyone is busy. Keep it simple and straightforward. Don’t live into a hypocritical appearance when you are the most passionate and brilliant.

There are still at least 40 years to be used for hypocrisy, but there is only so much youth, it is shameful to waste and sinful to squander.

The biggest squandering of youth is muddleheaded and cowering. I don’t dare to go in according to my own mind and miss it with nothing.

Wang Yan has not planned to get used to that problem since he got the system.

The restrained waves are still waves in essence, rather than following the rules.

Controlling desires does not mean extinction of passions, and the young and old have always had a B number in their hearts.

So happily gave the girl back two words: “beautiful!”

Casually a flirt, and then there is no more text, I plan to see the opportunity to discuss.

Anyway, she will always be prepared, not in a hurry.

Flicking through a few more text messages, they all felt similar. Wang Yan was about to lock the screen and suddenly saw a “special” text message.

Special in the first few words.

“Producer Wang, I am Wang Haiou……”

Huh?

What’s the situation?

The young man clicked on the text message with great interest and read it.

“…Thank you very much for your optimism and support. Seagull feels honor and pressure. When will you have time? I would like to treat you to a casual meal. I have many questions and I want to ask you…”

A very official and very polite text message.

This is the difference between famous celebrities and low-level newcomers.

SMS, WeChat, and even mobile phone calls are not safe and euphemistic. They are a manifestation of self-protection.

Newcomers are not qualified to be euphemistic. It is right to seize the only opportunity to climb up.

Wang Yan thought about it for about 3 seconds and decided to give them a chance.

Say hello to An Xiaofang and Wang Muye: “You are busy, I will go to an appointment.”

Then retreat under the tacit eyes of the two people .

Go out and take the elevator to the 79th floor and find the International Trade 79 restaurant.

Now it’s time to eat. There are vacancies in the restaurant, but there are no more boxes.

Wang Yan was not in a hurry, and smiled and asked the beauty at the front desk: “Could you please ask the executive chef of your hotel? My Golden Circle VIP points should be quite high, maybe some privileges.”

The little beauty was surprised, but looking at Wang Dashao’s style and aura, she reported it decisively.

In fact, Wang Dashao’s privileges in Xiangji’s hotels are not “very high”, but very high.

Thanks to the blessing of unified management, after less than 3 minutes, the executive chef of the hotel hurriedly went downstairs and greeted him enthusiastically.

This is a middle-aged white man named Griide. With a mouthful of a Mediterranean movie, he immediately arranged a four-person small box for Wang Yan, and brought in the restaurant’s chef Nathan.

With a few words of greeting, Wang Yan began to text them.

The one sent to Wang Haiou was: “I’m about to have dinner with my friends, if you don’t dislike it, welcome.”

The one sent to Lu Fei was: “Guomao 79 restaurant, front desk report Mr. Wang’s name.”

Lu Fei is the courageous girl with very pink tattoos. She emphasizes it again: her face is pure and protruding.

Wang Yan is really quiet when he is not surfing, and no one can stop it.

Two women who are completely unrelated but have a certain mindset, forcibly were brought together by him, for fear that it would not be exciting enough.

boldness of execution stems from superb skill?

In fact, it is more indifferent to the result.

It’s just a meal, and the process is fun enough.

Lu Fei didn’t go far after the audition, and soon came to the restaurant. It took less than a minute to see Wang Yan and Wang Haiou arrived.

The waiter led Wang Haiou in, and the two beauties were taken aback when they saw each other.

Wang Yan smiled and introduced them.

“Wang Haiou, the second female of my movie.”

“Lu Fei, a very interesting Little Sister.”

big eyes staring At small eyes for a few seconds, Lu Feiqiang smiled and greeted: “Hello, sister Ou…”

Wang Haiou was more stable and smiled decently: “Hello, lucky to meet.”

Next continue with big eyes staring at small eyes.

The two are not familiar with Wang Yan, and they don’t know what the relationship between each other and Wang Yan is. They are tied up, and it is difficult to find a topic.

Wang Yan is also very bad. He focused on looking at the menu and communicating with chef Nathan about the dishes. He didn’t mean to help at all.

But at the moment, the young and old are still very attractive, with their elbows on the table, their hands folded, and listening to Nathan’s whistle-waa-the buddies speak either French or Spanish, and two beautiful women. I didn’t understand the words.

Look at Wang Dashao’s nodded calm appearance from time to time, and he immediately stands in awe.

Wang Shao has an elegant posture and learns to be rich in five cars. I love it!

Just as the idiot, Wang Yan finally spoke, and used the English word “Justdoyourbest!”

Lu Fei’s English level is very scumbag, but she is slightly suspicious: this The accent… why is it a little weird?

In a daze, she suddenly thought of Charlotte’s troubles, and the song “Er Di Lao Ga, Stay in Jie Ge Tun Er” echoed in her mind. The magical melody made her tremble. foot.

Wang Haiou knows better, his expression almost collapsed.

This sentence can be used like this?

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. Nathan clearly understood, and raised three fingers: “OK, OK!”