Chapter 100 The Art of Pulling

"We just know each other's names, so we are acquaintances?"

In the simple yet bustling Malatang shop, two young people, a man and a woman, were sitting on a bench beside a small round table that was almost patinaed.

A hole was dug in the center of the round table, and inside the hole was a small stove filled with red-hot coals. On the stove was a clay pot, in which bone soup with red oil was boiling.

Amidst the excitement, Wan Qian's voice could be heard faintly, sounding both a tease and a dissatisfied complaint.

Wang Hao's face was also hidden behind the snow-white steam. At this time, he did not immediately answer the other party's words, but looked at the table in front of him.

On it, the ingredients that need to be cooked for a long time have been processed and soaked in boiling soup. As for those that can be eaten after just a dip, they are placed on plates and aside.

Wang Hao casually picked up a string of tripe and put it into the boiling bone soup. He counted 15 seconds in his mind, then took it out and put it into his mouth.

The boiled tripe is at its best time to be tasted now. Just take a bite and the chewy and crispy taste will burst out in your mouth.

Crunch!Crunch!
"call!"

After Wang Hao took a mouthful of tripe, his body, which had been feeling a little cold, immediately warmed up.

It was not until this time that he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wan Qian with a smile.

This was specially printed for himself after he returned to Beijing this time.

"As the saying goes, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar. This is the second time we have met. Come on, let's get to know each other again."

Wan Qian watched Wang Hao eat and her stomach suddenly made a slight sound. She stretched out her chopsticks to scoop out a piece of mushroom from the pot, took the business card from the other party and looked at it in the dim light above her head.

"Chairman of Galaxy Interactive Entertainment Culture Communication Co., Ltd. Wow, I didn't expect that this guy who ate spicy hot pot with me on the street is actually a big boss!"

While she was teasing, she did not forget to pick up a string of hot and spicy meat slices and stuffed it into her mouth.

With these foods as a base, Wan Qian's cold body seemed to thaw, and she felt more energetic.

Wang Hao ate and waved his hands:

"I'm not a big boss, I'm just a small director. I usually make movies and so on. It's convenient for me to have a company to handle the accounts."

However, Wan Qian didn't want to let him go just like that. For some reason, whenever she saw the man in front of her, she always felt angry.

Maybe it was because he didn't leave his contact information on the plane last time. Or maybe it was because he always showed an indifferent attitude in front of him.

"Oh, so you are a great director. Please forgive me for my neglect.

But, great director, why are you still driving around outside so late at night? Are you waiting for a little girl like me?"

Wang Hao was experienced, so he would not fall for her trick. He smiled helplessly and said:
"If I say I just happened to pass by, you won't believe me.

But that's the fact. I'm currently filming a movie in Beijing, the same script you read last time.

I just finished filming tonight and was planning to stay at my grandfather's house for the night, and I just happened to pass by your place."

"Where is your grandfather's house?"

Wan Qian immediately asked back, and Wang Hao's reaction was also very fast, almost blurting out the question.

"Songzhuyuan North Lane and the Huaxia Children's Theater where you are performing are just on opposite sides of the same street, less than two kilometers apart."

Wan Qian snorted when she heard this, somewhat noncommittal. But after eating a few skewers, she suddenly raised her head, looked at Wang Hao through the thin mist and asked:

"Are all prodigals like you?"

Wang Hao's heart trembled, knowing that the other party was conducting a useless test. He immediately decided to remain unchanged in the face of all changes, pretending to be stupid and snorted calmly.

"Ok?"

Wan Qian didn't want to let him go just like that. While eating the skewers in her hand, she continued to test him, "Casting a wide net and eliminating regularly, isn't this what prodigals often do?"

Faced with this kind of question, if you continue to play dumb, it would be tantamount to agreeing.

So Wang Hao immediately changed his response and chose to answer the girl's question sincerely:

"I just like making friends with them. Of course, once I find that it is not suitable, I will politely withdraw immediately."

"No problem, Prodigal Son, I understand."

Wan Qian looked at Wang Hao with a smile, but there was no smile in her big eyes. She perfectly demonstrated her strength as a drama actor and explained what it meant to smile on the outside but not on the inside.

Of course, Wang Hao would not indulge her like this. Sometimes when facing a girl's aggressive temptation, you have to maintain your own frame, fight back, and let the other party know that you are not so easy to control.

"I finally understand why you were waiting for the bus alone on the side of the road late at night."

His words were implicitly saying that Wan Qian was unpopular, which made Wan Qian's teeth itch. She wanted to pounce on him and bite him, but she couldn't really do it. She could only say viciously:

"I shouldn't have gotten in your car!"

"Ha," Wang Hao smiled helplessly, spreading his hands and said, "Don't worry, Miss Wan, I just want to make friends with you. As a director, I simply admire you and have no other intentions."

At this time, he had already noticed the other party's concerns, so of course he chose to adjust his strategy, retreating to advance, trying to lower the other party's vigilance.

Many men just don’t understand this point. When women resist, they don’t know how to retreat, but keep trying to win over women. This will only make women hate you more.

Wang Hao's method was very good and his attitude was very sincere. At least although Wan Qian did not express her opinion, she did not continue to resist.

At this time, Wang Hao of course chose to continue sending signals and test the other party's reaction.

"Of course, if you want, I can."

The expression on his face was very sincere, but the place where he said it was a little inconsistent.

But neither of them cared about these things at the moment. On this night, a man and a woman had already started playing a tugging game.

"I'm sorry, you're not my type."

Wan Qian said this with a smile, and it was clearly a rejection, but when Wang Hao heard it, he knew that there was hope.

After only meeting each other twice, I started thinking about that. It was like there was a play.

Wang Hao laughed out loud this time, and Wan Qian also smiled slightly. The two looked at each other, and an inexplicable emotion began to germinate and grow in this exchange of eye contact.

That exciting and interesting feeling is like two actors playing against each other on the stage, a general meeting a talented person and a chess player meeting a worthy opponent.

interesting!
really interesting!
(End of this chapter)

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