Chapter 289: Bettor's Agreement

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

He Miaomiao didn't care if it was high profile or not. No one could stop what she had earned with her ability!

As expected, she was peeped by all kinds of people.

The girls didn't know much about the model of the car. They only had a rough idea of a luxury car. As they whispered to each other, they all asked who the owner of the car was.

"That rich second generation from the Economic Management Department, right?"

"Yes, that's him. There are only a few luxury cars in campus that have parking spaces. They park behind the teaching building every day!"

"888. Even the car plate is so valuable..."

"Is that a Maserati? Is it worth more than a million?"

"It's more than that, right? Someone posted on the forum saying that it's worth more than five million..."

"Oh my God!"

"What's his name? Do you guys have a photo?"

"I think it's Wang Yan. He's quite famous in his first year. I heard that a lot of senior sisters are thinking of going there to take a look..."

"Why isn't he getting out of the car? I've never seen him with my own eyes... I heard that he's extremely handsome!"

"He's rich and handsome. No wonder his nickname is school belle..."

"He's here to pick up someone? Does he have a girlfriend?"

"Of course! Why would he lack a girlfriend? There are so many girls waiting in line for him to choose from!"

"F*ck, isn't that the b*tch from Tourism freshman year?!"

"Is the school belle blind? How could he fall for her?!"

"Getting in to the car now! It's really her!"

There were at least tens to hundreds of girls leaning on the balcony in front of the dormitory building. They stuck their heads out and looked down.

When He Miaomiao appear, she directly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Immediately, there was a burst of buzzing noise.

He Miaomiao's popularity and reputation among the girls were not really good. Not only did the girls of the same grade look down on her, but the higher grades also thought that she was a slut and did not look good.

When the car door opened, Wang Yan heard a few sour words directed at He Miaomiao coming from the balcony on the first floor. He could not help but turn his head to glance at her and make fun of her with a wicked smile.

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

"Heh, if you can't understand the so-called stupidity of the people, then you are not worthy of being a rich man."

He Miaomiao sneered and turned around to fasten her seatbelt. Her expression was as if it was a matter of fact.

Young Master Wang was shocked.

"Yo, you have suddenly changed to philosophical line? Bravo! Other than editing videos and extorting, you know how to play the Deep Game?"

"HMPH!"

The young master stopped in emergency and continued teasing her with a smile. "Where did you copy the sentence from?"

He Miaomiao rolled her eyes and quoted another philosophical sentence.

"Once an individual becomes a member of a group, he will no longer bear the responsibility for his actions. At this time, everyone will reveal their unrestrained side. The pursuit and belief of a group has never been about truth and rationality, but blind obedience, cruelty, bigotry, and fanaticism. They only know simple and extreme emotions -- this sentence was copied!"

"The Rabble? You actually read this kind of book?!"

Wang Yan could not help but widened his eyes.

The young master had been reading psychology-related books in his spare time recently. "The Rabble: A Study of Mass Psychology" was a classic that could not be avoided.

During class, he would read professional books. After class, he would go out for a stroll to read miscellaneous books. With the skill of [ fast reading ] , it was very easy to read a miscellaneous book in a day or two.

However, He Miaomiao was not a good student who liked reading. Her daily style should be holding a fashion magazine.

TSK TSK, this was a miraculous new discovery..

Miss He turned her head proudly, indicating that she did not want to talk to him. Then, she raised two fingers and gently waved them forward. "Let's go, driver!"

Oh!

You were reminding me of my identity?

Young Master Wang laughed and stepped on the accelerator. The limited edition of Panamera let out a low growl as they drove away from the dormitory.

"What do you want to eat, Little Princess?"

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

Wang Yan was dumbfounded. "Where is that?"

"Ah! I forgot that you're not a local...

He Miaomiao stuck out her tongue and explained coquettishly, "It's the Japanese food district! Most of the best Japanese food in Star City is gathered there."

Wang Yan didn't want to eat Japanese food, but he was very clever with his objection. "I don't care what you eat, but a meal of Japanese food takes at least two hours, and counting the round trip... Don't you have any classes in the afternoon?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Then you reconsider it?"

"Alright... then let's go to 31 Mansion!"

"Where?"

"The best Hunan restaurant in Star City. I'll take you there to experience it!"

The Hunan cuisine was rich. Wang Yan had not tasted any high-end Hunan cuisine in the two months he was in Star City. The chance of gourmet crit hit was so high that it almost turned to dust.

Wang Yan turned on the navigation and started to drive toward Renmin West Road.

After He Miaomiao made her suggestion, she immediately took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Uncle Jiao, It's me! I want to bring a friend to lunch. Make a private room for me! You don't have to come. It's just a simple meal... yes, yes, okay, got it!"

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

"Yes, you have to book a seat in advance. It's a bit like a private club... Aiya, you'll know when you get there!"

Wow, it's quite a mysterious place?

Wang Yan finally got interested and looked forward to lunch.

When they reached the vicinity of Renmin West Road, they finally found a parking spot under her guidance. Then, they walked for a while and turned into a small alley.

The moment they saw the door, Wang Yan realized and asked. "This is an old house, right?"

"Yes."

He Miaomiao nodded. "It's a house from the Republic of China. Next door is Cheng Qian's former residence..."

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

Wang Yan turned to look at the environment in the courtyard. The patio was not big, and the door was covered by green bamboo. It was antique and full of craftsmanship.

In front of the small hall of the pavilion, there was a beautiful woman playing a lute. Young Master Wang almost hummed a song.

Out of a full score of 10, he would rate it an 8.

However, Du Xinwu's former residence was just a gimmick, let's just listen to it.

Young Master Wang was not interested in this kind of trick of using a celebrity to raise the status.

However, there was a group of customers next to him who were shocked and amazed.

"Manager Wang, the environment here is good. It's really good!"

"If you're satisfied, I didn't waste my time. Haha!"

"Satisfied, satisfied! Let's go and take a look at hero Du's bedroom!"

A group of people passed by Wang Yan. There was a boss, an assistant, and a guest. It was obviously a business banquet.

When the middle-aged men saw He Miaomiao, they were at least stunned. Their eyes clearly showed that they were amazed.

However, no one dared to strike up a conversation with her. They acted very normal.

Wang Yan and He Miaomiao gave way slightly and waited for them to go upstairs before they were led to their own private room by the waiter.

The decoration of the small room was still very antique. The menu was even written in block letters on rice paper. The writing... emmm. It was not as good as Young Master Wang's.

After they sat down, the waiter in the room with a good temperament handed over a hot towel and asked the two of them, "Is it okay to wipe your face and hands?"

He Miaomiao did not let the waiter do it. She did it herself. Young MWang was enjoying the service righteously.

A hot towel cost 5 yuan. Miss He complained that the towel was small, and it's material was not good. So she just wiped her hands.

A packet of paper cost 10 yuan. There was no free mineral water. The starting price was 25 yuan.

Miss He ordered a freshly squeezed orange juice, 168 yuan. Young Master Wang ordered a small pot of Luan melon slices, 688 yuan.

When it was time to order the dishes, Wang Yan pushed the menu over. "You do it!"

He Miaomiao said, "Just the two of us. Let's make it simple."

Then, she listed out the names of the dishes. "Guan Yin duck, healthy black tofu, double taste fish head, squab melon, stir-fried wild garlic sprouts, peach jelly aloe vera, and a cauldron of nourishing divine power soup."

The waitress kindly reminded, "Two of you won't be able to eat so much. Moreover, the divine power soup has to be pre-ordered one day in advance..."

"Go and ask the manager. My surname is He."

He Miaomiao waved her hand indifferently. Her snobbish manner was immediately revealed.

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Her aura was off the charts!

Wang Yan felt that it was very fresh. He had never seen this side of her in school.

Just as he was staring at her with interest, she suddenly pushed the menu back and asked, "Do you want to add something else?"

"Oh my God!" Wang Yan was amused. "Who's going to treat us to today's meal?"

"It's on me! You can just buy me some fruits later!"

Wang Yan was asking about her behavior of turning the table on him. However, He Miaomiao did not even think about it and immediately accepted the task of paying the bill.

"Don't."

Wang Yan shook his head and looked at the menu. "I can't afford to be embarrassed."

With a glance, he realized that the dishes that He Miaomiao had ordered were not cheap. However, other than the divine power soup that cost 1,688 yuan per cauldron, the most expensive dish was only 398 yuan.

TSK, was Hunan cuisine not naturally with high-priced varieties?

He did not find anything interesting on the official menu. He opened the individual "Summer Menu" and took a glance at an ice-cold Deep Sea Green Dragon

"Add another Deep Sea Green Dragon. That's it."

1,788 yuan per serving.

The waiter left trembling, shocked by the two young men in front of him.

The main thing that Mansion 31 sold was the environment and service. The current prices of dishes were always ridiculed as expensive. It was because Hunan cuisine had always belonged to the common cuisine, it was difficult to make a clear distinction in taste.

Therefore, it was worth it for customers to spend 1,000 yuan per person for Japanese and French cuisine. It was a common phenomenon for customers to spend 4,500 yuan per person to eat Hunan cuisine and feel that it was not worth it.

For non-official consumption and non-business banquets, not even one out of a hundred tables of customers would order such luxurious dishes.

However, neither Wang Yan nor He Miaomiao felt that there was something wrong with it.

Especially Miss He, who directly revealed her nouveau riche nature and was extremely insensitive to prices.

As soon as the waiter left, she immediately shifted her attention. She cupped her chin with both hands and asked Wang Yan with a smile, "How was it? Did I edit you handsome enough?"

Young Master Wang glanced up and raised his eyebrows. "Did I charm you?"

"That's still far from it!"

"Then I'm not handsome enough."

After meeting face to face, He Miaomiao was no longer arrogant like how she behaved in WeChat. At most, she just laughed evilly.

"But I think you can charm thousands of young girls! How about you allow me to upload it to station B to test the waters?"

Did you know why I came out to coax you?!

Of course, it was because...

Young Master Wang calmly averted his gaze and lowered his head to pour tea.

"There's no need for that. I don't lack this bit of fame, and you don't lack that bit of vanity. Save the video for your personal viewing."

Wang Yan did not mention the matter of retracting the video. Haste makes waste. He had to take his time.

Even so, He Miaomiao was still not satisfied. " What is there to admire about you?"

"Long legs! That movement looks handsome to me." Wang Yan said confidently.

He Miaomiao spat lightly. "Shameless!"

"Tsk tsk, why are you blushing?"

"Impossible!"

Wang Yan's teasing instantly made He Miaomiao nervous. She subconsciously reached out to touch her cheek.

After touching it, she realized that she had been tricked.

"Wang Yan, it's true. You're definitely a playboy. You can flirt with girls with ease!"

He Miaomiao was angry, but Wang Yan was unmoved.

"I flirted with you before?"

He Miaomiao was immediately choked again.

Strictly speaking, Wang Yan was not flirting with her. All the previous interactions had basically unintentional..

It was different from all her previous suitors.

But to say that she did not flirt at all was nonsense.

It was this kind of ambiguity that made people feel at a loss.

"Humph! You know well whether you have a favorable impression of me or not!"

At the mention of the word "favorable", Young Master Wang's heart suddenly moved.

A smile appeared on the corner of his eyes and brows. Wang Yan suggested, "Let's play a game. If 100 points of 'favorable' is love, and 0 points is a stranger. Which number do you think I should quantify my good impression of you?"

He Miaomiao frowned. "What kind of game is this?"

"Don't worry, I'm not done."

"Then continue!"

Wang Yan said slowly, "Let's each write a number. I promise that I will quantify my favorability toward you fairly. As for you, you can only guess blindly.

"If the number you guess is less than the answer I give, and the difference is less than 5 points, then you win.

"On the other hand, if your guess is bigger than my answer, then you lose."

He Miaomiao was very dissatisfied. "Why is there a 5 point restriction?"

"Because I want to prevent you from guessing randomly! If you write 1 point, then it must be smaller than the actual number!"

The reason was very good, but He Miaomiao was still dissatisfied. "Then I guess it big and it's still very reliable, right? Why is it that if I guess it's bigger than 5 points, then it doesn't count as my win?"

Wang Yan refuted, "Even if I guess 5 points higher, it's still narcissism!"

"You... aren't fair!"

The young lady glared at him angrily. She was inexplicably sensitive to the word narcissism.

In fact, Wang Yan had deliberately left that loophole for her. She pretended to think for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, okay. It does not matter what number it is, as long as it's within 5 points, you win!"

"That's more like it!"

He Miaomiao immediately turned her anger into joy and rubbed her fists vigorously.

"Then tell me, how do we bet?"

"You mention what you will win, and I'll mention mine. Then, we'll discuss it again."

"Alright!"

He Miaomiao seemed to have found an interesting toy. She was completely engrossed in it and immediately began to ponder.

"Hmm.. let me think... Ah, I've got it! If I win, until I leave, as long as you are at school, I'll ask you to buy fruits and snacks. You have to be at my beck and call, and deliver the goods to my door!"

She didn't mention any requests like eating, shopping car, or picking up, because she didn't need them at all.

Miss He, from the looks of it, she only lacked some fruits. The rest of her material needs could be completely satisfied.

Excessive satisfaction.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan felt that the world was wonderful.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had to go to school and live at school to train her independence, a lady like He Miaomiao would truly have no lack of anything and no flaws at all...

Could it be that the [ Gourmand's intuition ] skill, which didn't seem to have any use, was prepared for you?

Every cause had its consequences. Your retribution was me...

Young Master Wang nodded calmly and said in a very decent manner, "Sure. Then if you lose, give me the original video and all the copies. Is that fair?"

"Of course..."

He Miaomiao dragged out a long voice and suddenly pulled a long face. "It's not fair!"

He was a little surprised.

No, he was very surprised.

You're quite difficult to deal with..

But Wang Yan was not flustered at all. He calmly asked, "Why?"

"Because it's a work that I worked so hard to create. You want to take it away and rely on such a trifling gamble?"

"You can increase the stakes on your side."

He Miaomiao wrinkled her nose and narrowed her eyes. She smiled slyly. "But I don't have any more needs! What should I do?!"

D*mn!

The lady was really hard to deal with and couldn't find the corresponding needs!

Wang Yan was deep in thought when He Miaomiao turned the tables and flirted back.

"Why don't you tell me, what other special services do you have? Hehe!"

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