Chapter 202: Wang's Dinner
As early as noon, Li Yan received a QQ message from Wang Hang. It was very abrupt and direct. This young man invited Li Yan to his home for dinner.
Since Wang Hang added Li Yan on QQ, he basically never sent any messages, except for a few inexplicable messages like "Are you free at XX time?" Unfortunately, Li Yan was busy with tasks and time anxiety at that time, so she replied "No time" to everyone.
I just didn’t expect that the next step would be to go directly to my house for dinner?
Wang Hang stroked his hair and walked into the secret base alone - it was indeed rare that he did not appear with his four animal friends.
"Li Yan, this dinner tonight..."
"Your father asked you to invite him."
"Fuck, how did you know?"
"If you really want to ask me out, we should definitely go out for dinner sometime on the weekend. We can't avoid those four big darlings. We'll go to your house on Wednesday night..."
"Tsk, you're really too smart to be annoying." Wang Hang said this, but his expression was not aggressive at all. "Let's go, my mother should be at the door."
"I didn't promise you that."
Wang Hang froze, "Huh?"
"I'm afraid you will sell me out."
Wang Hang couldn't help laughing, "In my father's eyes, you are more precious than me. If anyone dares to mess with you, he will be more anxious than your father."
What the hell, why do we have to do a metamorphosis?
"You need to tell me why your father invited me to your house for dinner."
"You are so smart, guess it." Actually, Wang Hang really didn't know, but Wang Peihua had been asking him since last week to ask Li Yan when she was free and invite her to his house for dinner.
"Last week you asked me if I was free on the weekend, but this week you didn't ask me at all, and it's on Wednesday. I guess Director Wang has to go on a business trip or attend a meeting this weekend, so he doesn't have time to wait until the weekend." Li Yan analyzed on the spot, "That means this weekend's schedule is likely to have something to do with me, so you have to have this meal before the weekend. No matter what, Wednesday night is definitely not a good time to invite me to your house."
Wang Hang opened his mouth slightly.
"Your father and I contact each other about you and work. Don't mention it. We are not familiar with each other. If he really wants me to tutor you, he should let you contact me first, or let the principal or teacher know. It's a small matter, so there's no need to treat us." Li Yan became more and more confident as he analyzed. "So it can only be a work-related matter. At work, he is the director of the Education Bureau, and I am a conspicuous good student. In his eyes, I am a living political achievement. We achieve each other."
Wang Hang was stunned.
"So, he invited me to dinner tonight. It's very likely that his work this weekend has something to do with me, and he needs to get to know me better in person. I can't guess more specifically. After all, I'm just a junior high school student. I don't know a lot of things about the system. I need you to fill in the gaps, Wang Hang."
"I can't add more. I really don't know." Wang Hang shook his head sincerely.
Damn it, you only took out your earplugs after singing for a long time?
"Let's go, let's go. My mother is waiting outside." Wang Hang quickly put everything that had just happened behind him, straightened his schoolbag and walked towards the school gate.
Next to Li Yan's stature, Wang Hang looked a little petite, which made him unwilling to walk side by side with Li Yan, and he had to walk a few steps faster.
Li Yan saw through the little thoughts and just shook his head and smiled. He understood very well because when he first came to New Taipei First Middle School, he was not very willing to stand with Bai Xiaosheng.
Now he wishes he could stand every day.
As soon as she greeted Wang Hang's mother, who was full of noble temperament, Li Yan immediately felt the bombardment of enthusiastic compliments coming towards her.
Wang Hang's mother's temperament is very similar to Lin Zhiyuan's mother, but she dresses more plainly, with a light-colored long skirt, short hair, a thin figure, and good facial features. There is an inexplicable familiar temperament about her, especially when her rapid-fire words clearly hit Li Yan's eardrums.
"My mother is a teacher." Wang Hang added quietly.
I see. No wonder I have such a strong sense of déjà vu. The wife of the director of the Education Bureau is a teacher... It seems that Wang's mother's work experience should be full.
"You don't know, Wang Hang's father has been talking about Li Yan all the time since he saw your performance." Mother Wang's voice is very penetrating. She is indeed a good material for a teacher. Li Yan can imagine the deterrent effect of her shouting out a student's full name when she gets angry. "I said he almost forgot who his son is."
Well, it’s okay to praise, and it’s okay to praise continuously, but isn’t it a bit too bold to praise to this extent in front of Wang Hang?
Li Yan glanced at Wang Hang next to her. The child pursed his lips, exuding a lost and listless aura.
Mother Wang is using the classic "look at XX" repressive education method, but the students may be awakened by a little stimulation. If her own children are suppressed like this every day, they may really not be able to wake up.
"Auntie, you're exaggerating. I feel embarrassed to praise me like this in front of Brother Hang."
Only then did Mother Wang realize that she had not considered Wang Hang's feelings. She just smiled and concentrated on driving.
As for Wang Hang, the word "Brother Hang" made him confused. So Li Yan has always considered me his elder brother?
Seeing Wang Hang's touched and proud expression, Li Yan knew that this boy had misunderstood.
Different from Yang Chengzhang's high-profile luxury, Director Wang's home is in a slightly old ground-floor residential building. Looking at the community, it is far from being wealthy, but the location is very good and the supporting facilities can be said to be complete. It is located in the most central area of the old city.
This kind of place often represents status rather than wealth.
The parking space for the car turned out to be a ground parking space covered with a canopy. After getting out of the car, Li Yan discovered that the distance between the buildings on the ground floor was very sufficient... With such a high population density in such a core location, one cannot judge a building by its appearance.
However, the reactions of Wang Hang and his mother were very interesting. Mother Wang was well aware of the dignity of living here, and after getting off the car, her whole aura was full and she was very confident; Wang Hang obviously only knew that these buildings were very old, and maybe he even envied the newly built bright and beautiful big houses in the suburbs, so one could actually see a hint of inferiority in him.
He walked hurriedly, eager to bring Li Yan into the house as soon as possible instead of staying in the simple community garden looking at the old exterior walls of the building.
"Was the elevator a later installation?" Actually, this is a nonsense question. It is an old house built in the 1990s, and a new external elevator shaft was built. It can only be a later installation.
Asking nonsense questions is also one of the communication skills. Li Yan will inevitably ask a few more questions of this kind tonight.
"Yes, this community is quite old. It was originally used as a residential building for the district party committee compound and then upgraded to a residential area," Wang's mother became interested. "Later, the district party committee compound moved to a new location, so this place became cheaper for us."
"Uncle Wang looks quite young. Has he been working for many years?"
"Oh, what a good talker! He was so happy listening to her all night." Mother Wang entered the elevator and pressed the fifth floor button. "It's an old leader in his unit. He thinks highly of Wang Hang's father, so he did a favor for him."
Is it true that a house in this location is only worthy of being a favor?
Wang Hang's house is unexpectedly down-to-earth and looks very simple. The old stainless steel security door has lost its luster.
As soon as Mother Wang opened the door and entered the house, Li Yan smelled a strong aroma of chili peppers.
The sizzling sound of stir-frying could be heard from the kitchen. Wang Peihua, still wearing his signature slicked-back hair and gold-rimmed glasses, was stir-frying in the kitchen wearing an apron.
"Auntie, Uncle Wang also has this skill?" Li Yan asked with a smile.
"Well, when he first married me, he cooked every day and always called himself a great chef. But after Wang Hang was born, I started cooking." Mother Wang said as she brought over the fruit plate. "He didn't even cook on our anniversary. It was all thanks to you, Li Yan."
Li Yan was so overwhelmed by the praise that she actually looked forward to Wang Peihua coming out of the kitchen soon.
Wang Hang was still so moved by the words "Brother Hang" that he took the initiative to hand Li Yan an apple.
"Hang'er, that's good. Now you know how to treat people."
"He is very good at this." Li Yan said that my words came from the heart.
Suddenly, the kitchen door was opened, and a young man with the same slicked-back hair and even wearing a white shirt came out.
Who the hell cooks in a white shirt?
No, who are you?
"Hey, Sister Dan, you guys are back?" The young man spoke in a high-spirited tone, "Xiao Hang is eating fruit? Is this Li Yan? So tall?"
Even though he saw Li Yan at first sight, he still greeted Wang Hang and his mother first. It seemed that she was not a relative of the Wang family or a particularly close friend.
"Hello uncle, I'm Li Yan." Li Yan stood up and stretched out her hand.
The young man smiled awkwardly. He was not even as tall as Li Yan and was only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, but he was called uncle by a junior high school student.
He would be even more sad if he knew that Li Yan also called Wang Peihua "uncle".
"I'm not married yet, just call me Brother Wei."
"Li Zhuowei, Wang Hang's father's assistant."
Bring an assistant for a meal?
Brother Peihua, please don’t give me a whole dinner table interview.
(End of this chapter)