Xiao Liuli's movements, expressions and tone were extremely natural, just like the appearance of an old couple in life.

Mr. Wang suddenly became very good and very good.

"Okay, then let's keep everything simple."

He turned around with a smile and shook hands with Monalo: "I won't keep you when the leader says something, thank you for your kindness."

Monalo had no intention of having dinner with him. Hearing this, he insisted on helping Wang Yan sort out the tableware and then said goodbye with a smile.

"I wish you all a happy meal!"

Seeing this, the executive chef silently helped Liu Li organize the tableware and pour tea.

In fact, tableware and other things need not be sorted out at all. This way, it is just a expression of importance.

The store manager and the executive chef all personally help, and the waiters are not idle, clearing the table, pouring tea, wiping hands, and serving everyone meticulously.

Chef Gan Zhaotang and Wang Yan confirmed the dishes and recommended them hard.

Next, there is a happy meal.

It is difficult to determine why. On the dining table, everyone was unexpectedly harmonious and didn't talk about sensitive topics at all.

So, Brother Fugui felt relieved.

Liu Li was taking care of her on the left, and Lin Baizhou was on the right, talking about cars and wine. She occasionally complained about the various silly behaviors in the male bedroom with Han Luzhou, and she looked like an ordinary college student.

Huang Xu put in a desperate effort and made Nawu and Lulu smile.

Of course, it’s not because of some funny jokes, but because of all kinds of flattery and apologies like a aunt. That row of faces, tsk.

When he was almost full, Wang Yan finally put Lu Yichen in.

As soon as Licking Dogchen entered the door, he even drank three large glasses of white wine, and put them out like a good word, saying no money. Nawu and Lulu became a relative of the aunt again.

During the meal, Wang Yan asked Chen Yuhang casually about the current situation, and Lin Baizhou shook his head.

"I don't know what I'm doing recently, so I basically won't come out with us."

Huang Xu smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice: "I heard that my grandson went out to do whatever he wanted. He grew a mouthful of cauliflower...haha!"

ha?!

Wang Yan was stunned.

Just a stinky card, the most amazing thing is that you fall in love with stinky tofu and canned herring, how could it be so exaggerated?

"Really!" Dahuang slapped his chest with confidence, "The old Chinese doctor I found for Ya!"

OK, maybe there are some hidden attributes deep in their hearts that have been developed!

Wang Yan laughed and no longer cared about Mr. Chen.

At this point, the broken thing that night was completely over.

At the end of the meal, Nawu came over with a glass of red wine, drove Lin Baizhou away, and sat next to Wang Yan.

"Wow, I wish you a glass of wine."

Nago looked a little unable to see through his face, he was squeaking and whispering.

Wang Yan immediately blocked her mouth: "Don't be polite to me, those useless things, you can drink less wine during the recovery period."

"Yeah, that's the cup!"

Nago wore a big lotus leaf hat, covering the gauze on his forehead, and his lips were oily, looking more and more stupid.

"That... you don't let me thank you, but I'm so hot, what should I do?"

"Buy skin care products, if you don't work, just go to the whole body."

Wang Yan is nonsense with her.

The main reason is that I can't say anything else, Liu Li is right next to me... Well, it has nothing to do with Liu Li, Mr. Wang is already decent.

Nago bit her lip and finally expressed her plans that she had been holding in her heart for a long time.

"My pocket money is enough for skin care products. I have thought about it for a long time and can't charge it. I won't be polite to you about medical expenses, but you vent your anger for me and spend 1 million to Zhu. If you take the money back, I will keep your good things in my heart..."

Nago's sentence is a bit broken, but the meaning is clearly expressed.

As soon as the words were finished, the surroundings became a little quiet.

Her voice was not loud, but everyone was pricking up their ears and listening, looking very concerned.

"Don't make trouble." Wang Yan waved his hand and smiled, "My brother has a positive view and hates his friends talking to me about money the most."

"What does it have to do with the three views?"

Nawu was stunned, and then pouted in dissatisfaction: "You should stop making trouble, right? Let's talk to you about the serious matters!"

Looking at Xiong Da seriously, Wang Yan pondered for a moment and decided to explain the reason clearly.

Because it’s not just Nawu who doesn’t understand, many people have ideas in their hearts, and they may even include Liu Li, but they just didn’t ask.

It is always necessary to solve, and today may be a good time.

Clearing his throat, Wang Yan spoke slowly.

"I always think that no matter what, whoever does it will be responsible."

"That night, facing Zhu Jike, a different way of dealing with it, not spending this million may not be able to solve the problem."

"Spending money is largely because I want to vent my anger."

"Then, all the consequences should be borne by myself."

"The matter is getting big, and 1 million yuan has not been settled. I can't ask you to help me pay extra expenses and take on responsibilities that do not belong to you. It doesn't make sense in terms of law or human nature."

"Suppose I didn't spend the 1 million yuan to buy it, Zhu Jike, Lu Yichen, Huang Xu, I still have to compensate you for the money I should pay."

When he spoke in a gentle voice, he looked up and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I must pay for my responsibility!"

Wang Yan smiled and spread his hands: "So, I spent money to vent. I can't take away your compensation just to have a good time. Two things must be divided, so I can't afford to lose that person."

"But……"

Nago felt something was wrong, but she couldn't think of it for a while.

There was no choice but to turn around and ask for help from Liu Li: "Xiao Liuli, I can't get this money anyway, please help me!"

"I don't care."

Liu Li shook her head directly: "Wangwang is more mature than me, you can discuss it yourself."

Comfortable!

Wang Yan turned his hand and put his arms around Liu Li's slim waist, feeling very happy.

Nawu pouted and turned to look for Lin Weiwei.

"Sister Vivi..."

Xiong Da acts spoiled occasionally, and he is really both jealous and pitiful.

Pingzhi's position is more neutral. Wang Yan is a brother and Nawu is a sister. He had to come out and help.

"Dog, you have to consider Nawu's feelings. You don't care about that much money. How much psychological pressure is for Nawu?"

This is reasonable.

From Wang Yan's own perspective, the 1 million spent so much, and he made money from his face and experience. As a tycoon, he never had any reason to take it back.

But from Nago's perspective, that 900,000 is really hot.

Without mentioning what the sisters would think, she could not bear the torture herself, and it felt like a gift received from her good sister's boyfriend.

People are different. Perhaps some women will take the money happily, and then their hearts become more and more lively and they are thinking about more, but Nawu is not that kind of person.

Inferiority means it is harder to be calm.

...

Wang Yan lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he was thinking.

Facing Mr. Wang today, not many people are qualified to speak out, and even fewer people have the right to persuade him.

Lin Baizhou was glared at by his own sister and had to stand up and smooth things over.

"Wang Yan, Wei Wei is right. Your level is higher than that of us. His attitude towards money is different from that of us little civilians. If you don't take it seriously, it may be our 20-year salary."

It's quite tactful, but it's still in essence.

Wang Yan has never been a person who cannot listen to advice. Since Nawu can't stand it, then give her peace of mind.

As a male god, face is important, but there is no need to be too pretentious.

"good."

Wang Yan nodded and smiled at Nawu.
To be continued...