beauty hunter

Chapter 86 Good extra money

Chapter 86 Good extra money

After leaving the company, Michelle finally recovered and drove Wen Yan to Shangzhuxuan.

"How did you know it was done?" She thought of this in the car.

"I've already taken action, what can I do if it doesn't work?" Wen Yan said matter-of-factly.

Michelle surprisingly did not sneer at his arrogance, but instead glanced sideways at him.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Wen Yanqi asked.

It’s so different from the usual Michelle.

"Grandpa asked one last question, guess what it was." Michelle looked away and concentrated on driving.

"But how old is this young man? Has he already married a wife?" Wen Yan said casually.

"Humph, he said, 'Who can tell me whether this person is reliable or not?'" Michelle recalled what happened before, "You can't believe who helped us."

"Who?" Wen Yan was curious.

"It's Song Tian who should most think that you are a dishonest person!" Michelle glanced at his expression furtively.

"Ah?" Wen Yan was stunned.

"Unexpected? Hehe..." Michelle was a little proud.

Wen Yan said thoughtfully: "This is not scientific."

Michelle strongly agrees with this view.

Normally speaking, even if Song Tian is angry with Wei Heng, she should remain silent, but she actually said that she thinks Wen Yan has a good character!

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it." Wen Yan gave up. According to his experience, guessing what a woman is thinking is futile.

"Don't go home for dinner tonight, I'll treat you!" Michelle said excitedly, "Invite all the future employees of Fisher Body Care!"

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, the established members of the new company, headed by Michelle, arrived at Zuixianju in a "mighty" manner.

After booking a private room on the third floor, Wen Yan looked left and right and asked, "Is this all your members?"

Including him, Michelle, and Yan Qingyan, there were only three in total.

"Sun Fei has something to do and can't come." Michelle took the menu and ordered, "Other members will be recruited in a few days."

Wen said "oh".

He was not good at organizing things like this, so he could only listen.

"The boss decided to re-recruit all employees." Yan Qingyan explained, "so as not to be stumbling upon the old people of Michael's Underwear."

Wen Yan nodded and said, "Wise."

Yan Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled: "I suggested it."

Wen Yan thoughtfully said: "I just said she can't be so wise..."

Snap!

Michelle slapped the menu on the table and said angrily: "You two are bullying me too much!"

The waiter next to me suppressed a smile.

These three are so funny!

After ordering the food, the three of them were eating and talking over the snacks that had just been served, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"So soon? Come in!" Michelle thought the food she ordered was coming.

When the door opened, the three people were stunned at the same time.

Song Tian walked in from outside the door and called "Ms. Mi" first, and then said: "My friends and I were eating here and I heard your voices. Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Yan is very easy-going to beauties who meet his aesthetic standards, "Welcome to harass—ah, no, welcome to disturb!"

Michelle glared at him and asked, "Is there something wrong with Minister Song?" The other party had helped her, and her tone naturally became more polite.

"Well, I have a little question," Song Tian's cheeks were slightly red, "I want to have a few words with Wen Yan alone."

"No problem!" Wen Yan stood up before the two women could speak, "Come, let's talk outside."

Watching the two people go out, Michelle suddenly said: "He won't be obsessed with Song Tian, ​​right?"

Yan Qingyan looked strange: "I feel like anyone with bigger breasts can charm him..."

Outside the door, seeing no one around, Song Tian blushed and said, "I want to ask, how did you tell me...my real size?"

Wen Yan was stunned and said, "So that's what I'm asking."

Song Tian almost buried her head on the ground.

She thought about it for a long time yesterday, but she never figured out that this person could actually see her true size. You should know that for some reason, she usually wore underwear that was one cup larger.

"I can judge the relevant information from your shoulder width, height, waist circumference, etc., combined with factors such as age, skin color, and of course the most important thing is the appearance of your breasts." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, "Because it's

It’s a comprehensive judgment method, so the misjudgment rate is very low and I think it can be ignored.”

Song Tian was stunned: "From the shoulder width, height and waist circumference? How can we tell this?"

Wen Yan scratched his head: "It's hard to explain. It can be said that I have learned it from thousands of experiences."

Song Tian opened her mouth wide.

How to practice this?

Do you keep watch on the road every day, guess a woman’s size when you see her, and then go up and take off her clothes to see if you guessed it correctly?!

"There are two types of braggarts in the world," a male voice suddenly sounded next to him. "One type is to show off oneself, that is, to impress others, and the other type is to please others. You obviously belong to the former type."

Wen Yan turned around and smiled: "Minister Zeng, I really didn't expect that, haha."

It was Zeng Minghai who came here. In order to make up for the mistake he made the day before, he specially invited Song Tian to come here to have a meal and apologize. Unexpectedly, not long after he arrived, he heard the sound of the private room next door. At this time, he heard a few words of Wen Yan that made Song Tian unexpectedly

As if I believed it, I couldn't bear it anymore.

"What didn't you expect?" Zeng Minghai said coldly.

"I didn't expect you would dare to confront me after being slapped in the face by me." Wen Yan said with a smile, "You are very courageous."

"You!" Zeng Minghai couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Okay, Minister Zeng, why are you interrupting me when I'm talking to him?" Song Tian frowned.

"..."

Zeng Minghai's face turned red and white. He didn't expect Song Tian to be so unwilling to give him face. After all, they were here together!

Wen Yan ignored him again and turned to Song Tian and said, "If Minister Song is free, we might as well talk in private. I'm very free..."

"Hmph!" Zeng Minghai was very angry and snorted, "Tiantian, don't listen to his nonsense. This guy was obviously cheating yesterday and he just happened to be right!"

Wen Yan frowned and suddenly babbled not far away: "Here comes a 33c."

Zeng and Song turned around and saw a waitress coming over with a wine tray.

"If you want to know if I am bragging, just ask her." Wen Yan said slowly and calmly.

"What are you asking?" Zeng Minghai said blankly.

"Nonsense, of course I'm asking about the size!" Wen Yan had no need to be polite to him.

Zeng Minghai hesitated and stopped the waiter who was about to walk by: "Miss, I'm sorry, can you interrupt me?"

The waitress smiled sweetly: "You say."

Zeng Minghai said bravely: "What is your underwear size?"

The waitress' smile froze.

Wen Yan burst into laughter.

Zeng Minghai is also an old man. He pretended not to hear, took out his wallet, took three old people's heads and put them on the wine tray: "Miss, don't get me wrong, I have no other intentions. I made a bet with my friend."

The waitress took a deep breath, and for the sake of the money, she didn't get angry and resumed her smile: "33c. I wish you all a happy meal."

Watching her walk away, Zeng Minghai slowly turned back.

"Would you like another one?" Wen Yan asked provocatively.

"Come!" Zeng Minghai, who was also a man, said through gritted teeth.

A few minutes later, Zeng Minghai looked at his wallet with only his bank cards left, and his veins bulged.

In this moment, eight more waitresses passed by, each one of which was answered correctly by Wen Yan.

Of course, the key was to ask for the size, so each one received a few pictures of Zeng Minghai’s old man’s head.

The strange thing is that there were only two waiters in the first two minutes, but then the number of people increased sharply in the next two minutes, as if they were deliberately cooperating.

Wen Yan said calmly: "Are you coming?"

Not far away, another waitress walked over with a plate. When passing by the three of them, she looked at them frequently, as if to say, why didn't you stop me?

No matter how stupid Zeng Minghai was, he could see that these girls were probably coming here to make extra money after the previous waiters told their colleagues. He couldn't help but sigh.

I feel like I've hit home today.

This guy's eyes are like equipped with chest-penetrating radar. He can tell everyone's size accurately. If I had known better, I wouldn't have bet with him!

After all, Song Tian came with him and smoothed things over: "It's almost time for me to go back. Minister Zeng, didn't you want to see me off?"

…

Back in the private room, Wen Yan couldn't help but smile.

When Zeng Minghai left, his face was so serious that he almost dropped to the ground. After all, being saved by a beautiful woman was not a shameful thing.

However, the ambiguous look Song Tian gave her before leaving was well worth looking forward to.

Is she interested in me?

In terms of appearance, she is more than one level behind the two Mi Xue sisters, but in terms of figure, at least she is not in an airport and can kill the two girls of the Mi family in an instant.

"You look like a thief!" Michelle said angrily.

"What did she ask you?" Yan Qingyan asked.

"Ask me why my eyesight is so good." Wen Yan sat down.

"how do you say?"

"Practice it."

Yan Qingyan looked at him in shock.

"It's the truth." Wen Yan said calmly.

"How do you practice?" Yan Qingyan asked.

"No comment." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses.

"Tch!" Michelle looked disdainful.

This guy is so mysterious, he really thinks someone wants to know!

"Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do so; if you want others to not know, you have to do nothing..."

A rich male voice suddenly sounded, speaking various famous aphorisms non-stop.

Wen Yan was stunned.

Michelle frowned, took out a pink mobile phone from the handbag next to her, and pressed the answer button.

The famous aphorism stopped immediately.

Wen Yan looked at her with his mouth open.

This ringtone is so weird!

"Hello?" Michelle reluctantly put the phone to her ear, "Huh? Ah? What? Say it again!"

Yan Qingyan and Wen Yan looked at each other.

After a while, Michelle hung up the phone and said with a strange expression: "Today's karaoke event after dinner has been cancelled. The old man wants to see you!"

Wen Yan pointed to himself: "Me?"

Yan Qingyan looked at him thoughtfully.

"Be careful." Michelle suddenly said.

"He can still eat me?" Wen Yan was confused.

"In recent years, he has been a bit...a bit..." Michelle hesitated.

Yan Qingyan coughed twice and said: "Anyway, I listened to the boss this time."

Wen Yan looked at her, then at Michelle, and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Why does this feel weird?

...

At nine o'clock in the evening, Michelle drove Wen Yan into the Phoenix Arrival.

Wen Yan was surprised: "You live here too?"

Michelle said "hmm" thoughtfully.

Wen Yan has been to this place many times, and he really didn't expect Michelle to live here. But looking at her current demeanor, Wen Yan couldn't help but smile.