Chapter 04. Actively having a backup plan is a kind of wisdom in marriage and love.
You have to pay hundreds of dollars for a ticket to see an exhibition, so why don’t those people say that the exhibition hall is materialistic or money-worshipping?
Just before getting in the car, Ruan Tang suddenly asked: Do you have any wine?
Feng Xue's tavern usually opens in the afternoon. There are only the two of them in the shop. The smell of alcohol from the previous night seems to have not dissipated yet, creating an ambiguous atmosphere around them.
Feng Xue asked her if she was cold, then turned around and found a shirt for her to change from the closet, without even glancing at her.
It is rare to find a gentleman who is almost pure. Ruan Tang wanted to laugh, but there was an inexplicable fire of being offended burning her self-esteem.
She went to the bathroom and simply took off her wet dress and put on the shirt that covered most of her body.
When he went out, Feng Xue placed two bottles of low-alcohol cocktails on the bar and was busy behind the bar alone.
Hearing the clacking sound of Ruan Tang's high heels, she subconsciously looked up and glanced, and calmly added: I bought this shirt, washed it once, and haven't worn it yet.
Ruan Tang swallowed back the many flirtatious remarks that were about to come to her lips and whispered "thank you".
She was used to gulping down half a bottle of wine, and the sweetness made her eyebrows almost tangled together.
Seeing Feng Xue also frowning at her, she narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile: At the beginning, I thought you were Jia Yingjun and actively pursued you, and later I treated you badly. Do you also think that I am particularly materialistic and ridiculous?
But Feng Xue just shook his head and said that there is nothing wrong with pursuing material things, it is human instinct for survival.
Ruan Tang smiled brightly and sighed softly. Is it really instinct?
Is it really her instinct to love money? She's pondered this question countless times. Growing up in poverty, she's come to believe that only having an endless string of numbers on her card can truly provide her with a sense of security.
She still remembered that when she was in the second year of junior high school, her mother bought her a discounted bra. Because it was a discounted end-of-year item, it could not be returned or exchanged. For the next two years, she had to squeeze her growing breasts into the two pieces of pitiful fabric. Even in the summer, she tried to wear a loose school uniform jacket to cover up the uneven shape of her breasts.
She also remembered that her pretty face had earned her a lot of preferential treatment since she was a child. Ruan Tang gradually realized that beauty was the currency of her life. This was why, despite earning only a few thousand yuan a month, she was willing to spend most, or even all, of it on hyaluronic acid and botulinum toxin injections.
After spending so much money and effort, why shouldn't others pay for it? After all, it costs hundreds of yuan to go to an exhibition. Why don't those people say that the exhibition hall is materialistic or money-worshiping?
Please, beauty is expensive. Why can't it be paid for like the knowledge promoted by some Zhang San and Li Si on the Internet?
Ruan Tang didn't know why she suddenly said so much to Feng Xue. Perhaps it was because she had been suppressing it for too long, or perhaps Feng Xue was the first person in all these years to whom she could express these opinions without any scruples.
After all, if these words were said to Xu Wei, she might get another soul-stirring lecture.
"You're opening so early today..."
Even though she was drunk and emotional, Ruan Tang still recognized Jia Yingjun's voice instantly and jumped up from the high chair.
At this moment, most of her makeup was off, and she was only wearing a men's shirt. The wine bottle on the table was half empty. She didn't look innocent at all.
Feng Xue seemed to have the same idea as her and pointed to the upright wardrobe behind the bar, signaling her to hide for a while.
"Boss Zhao is here to deliver the goods today, so I have nothing to do and am here to wait for him."
"What a coincidence! I was worried you weren't here. I had to reschedule a meeting this afternoon. Why don't we go to Huairou for fish later? A friend of mine recently opened a private kitchen."
"Get lost! We working people don't have the time or mood for you."
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Ruan Tang breathed a sigh of relief, probably because no one noticed anything unusual.
Whether it was deliberate revenge or love born out of hatred, although Jia Yingjun publicly announced that he wanted to pursue Xu Wei and even took action for it, Xu Wei had made it clear that Jia Yingjun was still within her target.
Although she admits to being money-worshiping and materialistic, Ruan Tang feels that she is a principled person.
One of them is not to compete with women for men, especially friends’ men.
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It was already afternoon when Ruan Tang returned home, but her roommate's boyfriend came out of the room wearing only his underwear and looking sleepy.
He was a game anchor, probably in his early twenties. He often came over early in the morning after finishing his broadcast. After the two had a "deep and intimate communication", the boy continued to sleep at home while his roommate went out to work.
Sometimes when Ruan Tang went out in the morning, she would hear the ambiguous but continuous panting and colliding sounds coming from next door, and she couldn't help but think of Lucy Liu in "Desperate Housewives": Oh! Youth!
"Sister Tang, good morning."
Seeing his gradually focused gaze occasionally passing over the hem of his shirt, Ruan Tang felt a little unhappy. She quickly walked into the bathroom, slammed the door, and said with a smile: I may have to trouble you to wait a little longer.
After hearing the other person whisper "Fuck!", there was a loud door slamming shortly afterwards. Ruan Tang was sitting on the toilet feeling smug when her phone suddenly vibrated and almost slipped into the toilet.
My mother sent me a photo and said that he was the nephew of her second uncle’s old boss. His boss said that as long as the person was nice, it was acceptable for him not to have a job.
Ruan Tang clicked on the photo, glanced at it, and asked, "Is it a leader?"
My mother was surprised: "How did you know? Did you like him? I like this guy too."
Ruan Tang looked at herself in the mirror wearing a white shirt and replied nonchalantly: You can tell from my belly and hairline that I can’t reach such a high position.
When the sweet talk failed to work, her mother simply video-called her, her brows knitted into a river shape, and resorted to a self-torture tactic: "Tangtang, I know you're like me, strong-willed, but men are also realistic. You're beautiful, but our family's financial situation is like this. Even if you really marry into a wealthy family, what if you get bullied? Will I be able to rest in peace when I'm old and dying?"
Ruan Tang was already familiar with this set of words. When she was in school, she said that if she didn't get into a good university, her mother would not be able to sleep peacefully. After graduation, she said that if she didn't find a stable job, her mother would not be able to sleep peacefully... Ruan Tang always felt that her whole life seemed to be for that moment.
Ruan Tang didn't care: "If there's real money to be made, what's the point of being bullied? Isn't it just living by others' wishes? Isn't that how I spent the first twenty years of my life?"
While I was dealing with my mother, a WeChat message from Jia Yingjun popped up in the notification bar.
"Going to the suburbs to eat fish?"
"Call Xu Wei."
Ruan Tang's mood brightened instantly. She smiled and waved to her mother, saying: I promise to marry myself off in style within two years, so don't worry about me.
After hanging up the video, Ruan Tang replied to Jia Yingjun with a series of "ha"s, as bold as if they had known each other for many years, and said, "I can do this, but what are the benefits of helping you make an appointment with Xu Wei?"
The other party quickly replied: I will consider anything except marrying you.
About half an hour later, Jia Yingjun arrived at the gate of her residential complex. Ruan Tang quickly showered, put on makeup, and curled her hair. She wore a large Moschino T-shirt and a pair of Gi sneakers, her heels protruding casually when she stepped on them.
Unexpectedly, the other person was even more casual than her, wearing a basketball uniform and flip-flops. Ruan Tang asked, "How can you drive like this?" The other person calmly replied, "I have a driver."
Ruan Tang begged for Xu Wei for about ten minutes, risking her happiness for the rest of her life, but she still didn't give Jia Yingjun a good face.
As for why Ruan Tang was so willing to be Jia Yingjun's wingman, firstly, she believed Xu Wei wasn't someone easily impressed. Secondly, it would allow her to interact with Jia Yingjun more and also give him a chance to make her presence known, potentially giving her a chance to get to know the up-and-coming entrepreneurs and unmarried young people in his area.
Being a backup plan is a kind of wisdom in love and marriage, Ruan Tang said to Xu Wei.
The suburbs, where the city's heat waves cannot reach, are particularly cool and pleasant in the evening.
The private kitchen is located at the foot of the mountain. The spicy aroma of the grilled fish accompanied by the cool breeze with the smell of mountain grass hits your nostrils, making it hard not to be intoxicated.
Jia Yingjun picked up a piece of fish and gave it to Xu Wei, and asked: You look so bad, haven't you gotten over the shadow of heartbreak yet?
Xu Wei shook her head and replied with a smile: It's because the situation is so pleasant, but President Jia is right in front of me, which makes me feel a pity.
Jia Yingjun glanced at Ruan Tang, and she immediately turned to look at the pale moon in the sky. He said frankly, "I thought Teacher Xu Wei was a generous person. Didn't we agree to let bygones be bygones?"
Xu Wei picked up another piece of fish and put it into her mouth, nodding and saying, "Holding a grudge and hating someone are two different things."
"Actually, I did date quite a few girlfriends before, but that can't be used as a criterion for you to judge me as a playboy. It can only be said that my trial and error costs are relatively high. But I think you are very different."
Xu Wei nodded in agreement and said, "I am indeed different. My difference is that I can see through your true colors. People who always say that the cost of trial and error is very high, have you ever thought that it is very likely that he himself is a mistake?"
Listening to the two bickering, Ruan Tang wanted to laugh, but for the sake of her future with Jia Yingjun, she held it back.
Seeing Jia Yingjun becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, Ruan Tang suddenly realized that although she was confident that she had understood men's thoughts and personalities, she herself lacked some challenge.
Ordinary men and women examine each other and weigh the pros and cons, but men with some achievements prefer to conquer. To a certain extent, they return to their primitive animal nature and enjoy the thrill of hunting.
After dinner, Jia Yingjun sent them home one by one. Before they parted, Jia Yingjun asked if they wanted to play Texas Hold'em together this weekend.
Ruan Tang crossed her arms and looked embarrassed: But I have a client appointment this weekend, so it may not be possible.
Jia Yingjun still refused to give up, adding, "It won't affect my work in the evening. Several of my business school friends are coming. Didn't Xu Wei just break up? She should participate in more social activities."
emmmm…Ruan Tang pretended to be embarrassed and said okay, she would finish the work as soon as possible.
No problem! Jia Yingjun smiled brightly, as if he had forgotten all the things he had been scolded about all night: We will adjust the arrangements according to your time.
Ruan Tang waved at Jia Yingjun's car as it drove away. After watching the Bentley disappear from her sight, she turned around and walked briskly inside.
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