As the team went to the tent to play cards, the originally lively campfire gradually became quieter, leaving only a few gangs.

Wang Yan clapped his hands and stood up: "Let's go, let's start the fire over there and entertain yourself."

Bai Jie and the others immediately started packing things, but Chu Hong didn't move.

"You guys play, I'll go see my buddy. That guy will get stuck if he loses some money. I have to watch."

Mr. Wang has never seen Chu Hong’s buddy, which is falsely present.

However, with Chu Hong's slickness, the convoy is probably all acquaintances, so there is no need to worry.

Well, the only thing to worry about is that with Lina's madness, I don't know if Lao Chu's waist is OK...

Wang Yan took the three girls back to the lakeside and began to be busy.

Drive two cars to block behind the tent, and then create a fire between the two tents.

The fire was blocked by tents and cars, making it a small world.

In fact, it is not far from the main camp, less than fifty meters, but the noise is gone, the night is low, and the world seems to be only four people left, and a sense of closeness arises naturally.

Only in this wilderness can that kind of spiritual distance be brought closer, and Chu Hong's camping proposal is a god-like effort.

The bonfire became increasingly prosperous, and the eldest young man took out the bag of smokeless carbon.

"Huh? Mr. Wang, why are you burning charcoal?" Wang Yufei asked in a coquettish manner.

"I haven't eaten enough."

Chen Xi immediately stood up: "There are still a lot of barbecue and seafood over there, I'll get it."

Mr. Wang shook his head and stopped him: "Farewell, it's all half-baked pig food, I can't get used to it."

Bai Jie was so surprised as she watched Wang Yan put the small iron on the ground, piled charcoal underneath, covered with nets on it, and made the barbecue grill at once.

"Mr. Wang, do you want to do it yourself?"

"Um."

After Wang Yan nodded, Chen Xi and Wang Yufei began to look at each other, feeling extremely unsupported.

You are a arrogant young man, if you don’t drink your red wine, what kind of barbecue stall do you do?

Is that something you can do?

However, Mr. Wang despised the unpalatable things that others roasted were, and he insisted on doing it himself, and no one would stop him.

Chen Xi stepped forward decisively: "Mr. Wang, I'll help you."

Wang Yan did not refuse: "Then help me wear the strings and prepare the seasonings, I will do the rest."

"no problem!"

Something that was so small that it could not be even smaller made Chen Xi suddenly excited, inexplicably.

No matter what, being motivated is a good thing.

Like Wang Yufei, he can only sell his mouth, but only shouts that he is so good but not doing anything, and he is a useless person.

Wang Yan is really a little hungry, so he is very focused.

The modified knife that should be changed, the sliced ​​slices are for different ingredients, and half are marinated and half are roasted, with ease and no confusion at all.

In a short while, a rich fragrance wafted out from the grill.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

"Really, I'm drooling when I smell it..."

Low-temperature charcoal grilling requires extremely strong patience and precise control of the heat, and is not as easy as it seems.

But this is completely unlucky for a real barbecue master.

Moreover, the eldest young master is not only of high-level but also has a beautiful posture, which makes Bai Jie and the others stunned.

"Mr. Wang, how many times have you baked it?"

"Boy's Kung Fu."

Wang Yan smiled and raised his eyebrows: "The family runs a barbecue restaurant, so I was working in front of the barbecue grill as a kid..."

"Love people!"

"Beast!"

"Well!"

The eldest young master finally started to joke, and they became more and more excited.

As for what barbecue restaurant...

Just thinking about it is impossible!

Even if it is opened as a national chain, it cannot support Wang Yan's current consumption level, and it is obviously a joke.

But how could Mr. Wang be so good at barbecue skills?

They can't figure it out no matter how hard they are.

"Mr. Wang, you are simply a mystery..."

Bai Jie was amazed.

Chen Xi nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice and praised him.

"You didn't see Mr. Wang filling out the credit card application form, and his writing is super good... No, that's the level of calligraphy, not casual writing."

"Why didn't I see it? There are screenshots in the group, and they all spread... It's really good. Many sisters just saw the words and cried, 'I want to marry'."

"Are you sure it's not because you saw the credit limit at the same time?"

Wang Yufei swears: "It's really not! The screenshots are only the two lines of the promise letter, and there is no other way!"

Wang Yan suddenly remembered what she was talking about.

When filling out the form, there was a paragraph that wanted to be copied according to the text, "I promised..." Balabala. At that time, Wang Yan copied out three lines in total, and the font used was regular script.

He asked with great interest: "Why are you intercepting that thing?"

Chen Xi hurriedly explained: "It's not the picture I took, it's the head office card... I guess it's rare to see such beautiful words, just show off after cutting them out."

Wang Yan believed it because Wang Yufei didn't insert a knife.

Bai Jie added: "There are fewer customers in titanium cards. You are already very famous in card offices and personal business departments. It is normal for you to have unexpected good words to cause a sensation."

Young Master Wang laughed and shook his head: "Your confidentiality management is really bad."

"yes."

Bai Jie nodded calmly.

"The high-end customer information management system is like a colander, handling more than two people, and one person will be sold privately for you. Just your name, mobile phone number and address, you can sell it for more than 500 yuan."

"Ho! I said why I can't stop me from having so many spam messages every day."

Wang Yan took out his cell phone to check it out, and there were a lot of credit cards in his SMS box to apply for invitations.

It has it in all major banks, and it has only appeared in recent days.

Chen Xi smiled with a pursed lips: "If you don't open a whitelist protection, you will receive at least 200 calls from banks, securities and insurance companies in a day. I'm not exaggerating at all, but that credit card has already made you stand at the top of your personal financial service system."

There was a wonderful glimmer in Wang Yufei's eyes: "The phone cannot be connected now, so wait and see. There will be many salesmen visiting the door, and the chances of beautiful women appearing are extremely high!"

Bai Jie giggled: "Yes! A rich man who has not been harassed by a beautiful salesperson is not considered a real high-quality rich man!"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows but did not respond.

Beauty?

I dare to go to the Wangting Entertainment door, I am afraid that you will feel inferior...

However, their "scaredness" reminded Wang Yan - it's time to get another private number for daily life.

Information leakage cannot be avoided, but this is the environment in China.

Separating numbers from external to internal will be a good way to reduce trouble.

After getting the equity distribution and getting the 600 million experience, you can upgrade the system with only 20 million consumption. Anyway, there is nothing to buy for a while, maybe you can buy a very terrifying mobile phone number?

Put this in my heart and continue to listen to their nonsense.

"The little peripheral just now called you a racing god, you can still race cars, right?"

"No, I'm just having fun."

Wang Yan shook his head decisively, and was humble.

The key is that there is no need to brag about anything with them. The nature of the relationship is different, and having money is enough.

As a result, Chen Xi lowered his head and poked for a while, and suddenly raised his cell phone: "Mr. Wang, is this you?"

Wang Yan looked closely and saw that it was the short video of Rafa running for only half a lap.

The video is less than 30 seconds long and is called "The new generation of car gods in the Magic City have broken records on three turns".
To be continued...