I'm A Baller

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Is my cell phone number that easy to find out?”

Wang Yan had ridiculed An Xiaofang, but instead of getting angry, she pursed her lips into a smile and did not reply.

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Fine, she was part of it.

In fact, this matter was very normal. The circle was neither big nor small, and it was easy to get in touch with people through two twists and turns. If someone wanted to find out one’s cell phone number, it was not appropriate to hide it from them.

The young master’s blacklist could block calls, but it could not block text messages.

Banks, insurance companies, communication companies, and all sorts of random organizations could send text messages with a special name.

Wang Yan did not understand the specific mechanism. In any case, he had never stopped sending spam messages.

The cell phone numbers nowadays were too hard to remember. It was really time to change to a high-level, beautiful number.

There was no hurry to change the number though. Wang Yan had nothing to do, so he began to type a text message.

In short — typing all kinds of invitations.

There were euphemistic, straightforward, explicit, were of all types.

When he opened an MMS message that he received, the young master was shocked.

What the heck, this is a pink butterfly!

It was a tattoo on a body part that was pulled open by two fingers and displayed everything in the middle of the photo, revealing every detail.

Such a beautiful tattoo… it should have a score of 90, right?

Wang Yan felt some shock, and his mood started to stir… because he was not allowed to move anything else.

Tsk tsk, this girl really went all out!

Looking at the text in the text message, the young master quickly thought of the girl’s situation —

Non-professional class, 18 years old. The audition was for the little princess’s role. Her pure and small face was bulging in front and back. Her three aspects were not terrible, but her acting skills were.

Should he… give her guidance?

As soon as Liu Li’s relatives arrived, the young master started to hold it in. Sparks flew everywhere, and every morning, when there was no wind, it would spontaneously ignite.

If he could settle it with money, Wang Yan did not mind spending money to ruin it.

The women in the immovable company were basic leaders, but the independent ones outside did not have such concerns. They only needed to see the scores.

Wang Yan did not know what other rich and powerful young masters thought of such things. In any case, he felt that it was very exciting.

What the young master hated the most was that unfamiliar women wanted to talk about feelings with him after only meeting him twice. For example, the art academy senior Li Shuyun, did not want to give her a chance at all.

If she clearly coveted his money and his body, then she was a normal girl.

Come on, society was in such a mess, who was she pretending to be pure for?

Everyone was busy, so it was better to be simple and direct. Don’t be like a dying hypocrite at the most passionate and brilliant age.

There were still at least 40 years left for him, but there was only so much of his youth left. It was shameful to waste it, and it was a sin to squander it.

The biggest waste of one’s youth was to be muddleheaded and cowardly, not daring to go according to one’s own intentions, and missing out on everything.

Ever since Wang Yan got the system, he had no intention of indulging in that habit.

Restrained waves were still waves in nature, they do not follow the rules.

Controlling desire was not the same as abstaining from passion and lust, the young master had always been very clear in his heart.

So he cheerfully replied to the girl with a word: “Beautiful!”

He casually flirted with her and then did not continue, intending to discuss it again when the time was right.

In any case, she would always be prepared. There was no rush.

After flipping through a few more messages, she felt that they were all the same. Just as Wang Yan was about to lock the screen, he suddenly saw a “special” message.

The special message was in the first few words.

“Producer Wang, this is Wang Hai’ou…”

Eh?

What is this?

The young master opened the message with great interest and continued reading.

“… Thank you very much for your support and support. Hai’ou is deeply honored and pressured. When are you free? I would like to treat you to a simple meal. I have many questions to ask you…”

It was a very official and very polite text message.

This was the difference between a celebrity and a rookie.

Text messages, Wechat messages, and even phone calls were not safe. They were euphemistic, a reflection of self-protection.

Rookies did not have the right to be euphemistic. Seizing the only opportunity to climb up was the right thing to do.

Wang Yan thought about it for about three seconds and decided to give them a chance.

She greeted An Xiaofang and Wang Muye, “You guys are busy. What the heck? I’m going to make an appointment.”

Then, under the tacit gaze of the two of them, he slowly retreated.

He went out and took the elevator to the 79th floor, where he found International Trade Restaurant 79.

It was dinnertime. There were empty seats in the restaurant, but there were no private rooms.

Wang Yan was not in a hurry. She smiled and asked the beautiful lady at the front desk, “Can I trouble you to get the executive chef of your hotel? My Golden Ring VIP points should be quite high. I might have some special privileges.”

The little beauty was very surprised, but looking at Young Master Wang’s style and aura, she decisively reported it.

In fact, Young Master Wang’s privileges in Xiangji’s hotel were not just “quite high”, but very high.

Thanks to the unified management, after Young Master Wang reported his name, in less than three minutes, the hotel executive chef rushed downstairs and warmly welcomed him.

This was a middle-aged white man named Griide. He was holding a set of Mediterranean Beijing movies. He immediately arranged a four-person lounge for Wang Yan and pulled in the head chef of the restaurant, Nathan.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Yan began to send them text messages.

The message sent to Wang Hai’ou was: “I’m about to have dinner with my friends. If you don’t mind, you’re welcome.”

The message sent to Lu Fei was: “International Trade Restaurant 79. Just report Mr. Wang’s name to the front desk.”

Lu Fei was the girl who was very bold and had a pink butterfly tattoo. He emphasized once again: her face was pure and innocent.

Wang Yan was really quiet when he was not boisterous. When he was boisterous, no one could stop him.

The two women, who were completely unrelated but had some thoughts, were forcefully gathered together by him. They were afraid that it would not be exciting enough.

Daring people with great skills?

In fact, it was more that they did not care about the result.

It was just a meal. The process itself was interesting enough.

Lu Fei did not go far after the audition. She soon arrived at the restaurant. She was only happy to see Wang Yan. Less than a minute after, Wang Hai’ou also arrived.

The waiter brought Wang Hai’ou in. The two beauties were stunned when they saw each other.

Wang Yan held back a smile and introduced them.

“Wang Hai’ou, the second female lead of my movie.”

“Lu Fei, an interesting little sister.”

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Lu Fei forced a smile and greeted, “Hello, Sister Wang…”

Wang Hai’ou was even more composed. She smiled appropriately. “Hello, nice to meet you.”

Then, they continued to stare at each other.

The two of them were not familiar with Wang Yan, and they were even less clear about the relationship between the other party and Wang Yan. With their hands tied, it was difficult for them to find a topic to talk about.

Wang Yan was especially bad. He focused on reading the menu and communicating with the chef, Nathan, about the dishes. He had no intention of helping at all.

However, the young master was still very charming. His elbows were resting on the table, and his hands were clasped together. He was focused on listening to Nathan’s chit-chat — that guy was speaking either French or Spanish, and the two beauties did not understand a single word of each language.

Looking at the calm manner in which Young Master Wang nodded his head from time to time, she suddenly felt a sense of respect.

Young Master Wang’s posture was elegant and he had learned a lot. She had fallen in love!

While she was still in a daze, Wang Yan finally opened his mouth and used his broken English to form a sentence, “Just do your best!”

Lu Fei’s English was particularly terrible, but she was a little skeptical. This accent… why was it a little strange?

In a trance, she suddenly thought of Charlotte’s troubles, and the song “Oh my God, I’m in Jiegetun”suddenly echoed in her mind. The magical melody made her tremble.

Wang Hai’ou knew more, and his expression almost collapsed.

This sentence could be used like this?

Actually, there was nothing wrong with it. Nathan obviously understood it, and he raised three fingers up. “Okay, okay!”