beauty hunter

Chapter 86

Chapter 86

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

"How do you know it's done?" In the car, she thought of this.

"I've already made a move, what if it doesn't work?" Wen Yan said as a matter of course.

Surprisingly, Michelle didn't scoff at his arrogance, but instead glanced sideways at him.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Wen Yan wondered.

It's not like the usual Michelle.

"Grandpa asked a question at the end, guess what it is." Michelle looked away and concentrated on driving.

"But how old is this young man, has he married a wife or something?" Wen Yan said casually.

"Hmph, he said, 'Who can tell me whether this person is reliable'." Michelle recalled the previous events, "You can't think of who helped us."

"Who?" Wen Yan was curious.

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

"Huh?" Wen Yan was startled.

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

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

Michelle agrees with this view.

In common sense, Song Tian should keep silent even if she is angry with Wei Heng, but she actually said that she thinks Wen Yan is a good character!

"Forget it, it's useless to overthink." Wen Yan gave up.In his experience, it was futile to guess what a woman was thinking.

"Don't go home for dinner tonight, I'll treat you!" Michelle excitedly said, "All the future employees of Feixue Beauty are invited!"

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, the established members of the new company headed by Michelle "majorly" killed Zuixianju.

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

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

"Fei Sun is busy and can't come." Michelle took the menu and ordered, "The other members will be recruited in a few days."

Wen Yan said "Oh".

He is not good at organizing companies, so he can only listen.

"The boss decided to re-recruit all the employees." Yan Qingyan explained, "so as not to be stumbled by the old Mi's underwear."

Wen Yan nodded and said, "Sensible."

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

Wen Yan was thoughtful: "I said she couldn't be so wise..."

Snapped!

Mi Xue slapped the menu on the table and said angrily, "You two are deceiving people too much!"

The waiter next to him suppressed a smile.

These three are so funny!

After ordering the dishes, the three of them were eating and talking over the pre-dinner snacks just served, when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"So fast? Come in!" Michelle thought it was the food she ordered.

The door opened, and the three of them were stunned at the same time.

Song Tian, ​​who was outside the door, came in, called "Miss Mi" first, and then said, "I was eating here with my friends, and I heard your voices. Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Yan was particularly easy-going towards beauties who met his aesthetic standards, "Harassment is welcome—ah no, interruption is welcome!"

Mi Xue glared at him and asked, "What's the matter, Minister Song?" The other party helped her, so her tone naturally became polite.

"Well, I have a little doubt." Song Tian blushed slightly, "I want to have a few words with Wen Yan alone."

"No problem!" Wen Yan stood up without waiting for the two girls to speak, "Come on, let's talk outside."

Seeing the two go out, Mi Xue suddenly said, "He won't be fascinated by Song Tian, ​​is he?"

Yan Qingyan looked strange: "I feel that 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 know my...my real size?"

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

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 can actually see her real size. You must know that for some reason, she usually wears underwear that is a cup too big.

"I can judge the relevant information from your shoulder width, height, waist circumference and other parts, combined with age, skin color and other factors, and of course the most important thing is the appearance of your chest." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, "Because it is Comprehensive judgment method, so the misjudgment rate is very low, I think it can be ignored.”

Song Tian was dumbfounded: "From the shoulder width, height and waist circumference? How can you tell?"

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

Song Tian opened her mouth wide.

How to practice this?

Is it possible to watch on the road every day, guess a woman's size when she sees her, and then go up to pick up the clothes to see if she guesses right? !

"There are two types of braggarts in the world." A male voice suddenly sounded next to him, "One is for showing off, that is, grandstanding, and the other is for pleasing others. You obviously belong to the former."

Wen Yan turned his head to look and smiled: "Minister Zeng, I really didn't expect that, ha ha."

It was Zeng Minghai who came. In order to make up for his mistake the day before, he specially invited Song Tian to come here for a meal to make amends. Unexpectedly, not long after he arrived, he heard the voice from the private room next door.At this time, hearing Wen Yan's few words, Song Tian seemed to believe it, and couldn't help it anymore.

"Didn't expect anything?" Zeng Minghai said coldly.

"I never thought you would dare to confront me after being slapped in the face by me." Wen Yan said with a smile, "It's very courageous."

"You!" Zeng Minghai couldn't hold back anymore.

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

"..."

Zeng Minghai's face turned red and then turned pale. He didn't expect Song Tian to disrespect him so much. At least they came together!

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

"Hmph!" Zeng Minghai was furious, and snorted, "Tiantian, don't listen to his nonsense, this guy was obviously cheating yesterday, it just happened to be right!"

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

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

"If you want to know if I'm bragging, just ask her." Wen Yan said slowly.

"Ask what?" Zeng Minghai was stunned.

"Nonsense, of course it's about the size!" Wen Yan didn't need to be polite to him.

After hesitating, Zeng Minghai resolutely stopped the waiter who was about to pass by: "Miss, I'm sorry, can I bother you?"

The waitress smiled sweetly: "You say."

Zeng Minghai bit the bullet and said, "What is the size of your underwear?"

The waitress grinned.

Wen Yan burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Zeng Minghai is also an old fritter, pretending 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, seeing that she didn't lose her temper for Qian's sake, she resumed her smile: "33c. I wish you a happy meal."

Seeing her walk away, Zeng Minghai slowly turned back.

"Do you want another one?" Wen Yan asked provocatively.

"Come on!" Zeng Minghai, who was also a man, gritted his teeth.

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

After a while, another eight waitresses passed by, each of whom was right by Wen Yan.

Of course, the key is to ask for the size, and each of them accepted a few old people's heads from Zeng Minghai.

The strange thing is that only two waiters passed by in the first 2 minutes, but then the number of waiters increased sharply during these 2 minutes, as if to cooperate on purpose.

Wen Yan said calmly: "Come again?"

Not far away, another waitress walked over with a plate, and looked at the three of them frequently as she passed by, as if she was saying why she didn't stop me.

No matter how stupid Zeng Minghai was, he could see it. Most of the girls came here on purpose to make extra money after the waiters told their colleagues. He couldn't help but sighed.

Today is considered to be planted at home.

This kid's eyes seem to be equipped with a chest-penetrating radar. Everyone's size can be seen accurately. If I had known it, I wouldn't have bet with him!

After all, Song Tian came with him, smoothing things over: "It's almost time for me to go back, Minister Zeng, aren't you going to send me off?"

……

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

When Zeng Minghai left, his face was so heavy that he almost fell to the ground. After all, being rescued by a beautiful woman is not something to be honored.

However, the ambiguous look that Song Tian cast before walking was worth looking forward to.

Is she interested in me?

In terms of appearance, she is more than one level behind the two sisters of Mi Xue, but in terms of figure, at least she is not an airport, enough to kill the second daughter of the Mi family.

"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.

"what do you say?"

"Practiced."

Yan Qingyan looked at him in astonishment.

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

"How did you practice?" Yan Qingyan asked.

"No comment." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses.

"Cut!" Michelle looked disdainful.

This guy is so mysterious, I really think who wants to know!

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart; if you want others to not know, unless you do nothing..."

A thick male voice suddenly sounded, saying various famous aphorisms without interruption.

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 was cut off immediately.

Wen Yan looked at her tongue-tied.

This ringtone is too weird!

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

Yan Qingyan and Wen Yan looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Michelle hung up the phone, and said with a weird face: "Today's karaoke event has been canceled after dinner, the old man wants to see you!"

Wen Yan pointed to himself: "Me?"

Yan Qingyan looked at him thoughtfully.

"Be careful." Michelle said suddenly.

"Can he still eat me?" Wen Yan was puzzled.

"He's been a little...a little..." Michelle stammered.

Yan Qingyan coughed twice, and said: "Anyway, I heard the boss's advice this time."

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

How does this feel weird?

......

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

Wen Yan asked in surprise, "You live here too?"

Mi Xue let out a thoughtful "hmm".

Wen Yan has been to this place many times, but I never expected Michelle to live here too.But looking at her current demeanor, Wen Yan couldn't help but smile.