Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

Chapter 230 Misunderstanding & Dinner

Jiang Wan could of course sense the different looks from the people around her, but she was used to it, so she didn't care much. Instead, Gu Ying, who had finally mustered up the courage to invite her to sit next to him, couldn't help but whisper in her ear:

"Wanwan, there are always so many people looking at you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Wan took out a book from his bag and smiled, "It's okay. I'm used to it."

Seeing that her reaction was indeed normal, Gu Ying couldn't help but relax, and then he remembered something.

"By the way, Wanwan, did you see the notice about our business competition sent in the class group this morning? The college has assigned seniors to each of us who can provide us with guidance and suggestions. I looked at the list and found that both of us are seniors of Wang Yan."

Jiang Wan's eyes moved slightly, and after a half-second pause, he curved his lips and replied softly, "Yes, I saw it."

Whether it was the business competition or the name list, they were all things she had experienced in her previous life and had no impact on her. The only thing that concerned her was perhaps Wang Yan.

Speaking of which, Wang Yan should be considered the person with whom she has the closest relationship at Peking University, and the person who really takes good care of her.

It was Wang Yan who recommended her to the golf course where Yin Xi worked, and she later shared some information about part-time jobs with her many times.

That is why even after Jiang Wan returned to Rong City, he still kept in touch with Wang Yan.

When I think about these past events now, it feels as if they were a lifetime ago.

However, Jiang Wan did not stay immersed in his thoughts for long, as the old professor in charge of this professional course walked into the classroom.

Although this old professor is one of the teachers with the longest teaching tenure at Kyoto University Business School, his teaching style has always been lively and interesting. He often shares his views and insights on the latest financial news, so he is very popular among students.

Even though Jiang Wan had heard it once, he was still quickly absorbed in it.

Time passed by unknowingly, and just as I remembered, after all the afternoon classes were over, Meng Shuyi announced that her birthday was this Thursday and invited all her classmates to the birthday party prepared for her at home.

After all, she was a daughter of a wealthy family and a famous lady, and she had been influenced by Meng Huainian for so many years. Even though school had only started for two days and they were not familiar with each other, she could still speak polite words easily as if it was engraved in her bones.

Most of the people present had some family background and were discerning. They also had a good first impression of Meng Shuyi, so they naturally would not refuse to give her even a little face and all agreed.

Jiang Wan didn't express any opinion. Just when he stood up and was about to say goodbye to Gu Ying and leave, he was stopped instead.

She turned around and saw Meng Shuyi walking down the stairs. She said softly, "Wanwan, although there are some misunderstandings between us, I still sincerely hope you can come on Thursday night if possible."

Misunderstand?

After hearing these two rather sensitive words, people around who had not yet left the classroom almost instantly smelled the scent of gossip.

But facing the two parties involved, Meng Shuyi and Jiang Wan, they did not dare to eavesdrop openly, so they could only leave with regret as if they had not heard anything.

Jiang Wan had long been accustomed to the fact that she would become particularly innocent and even appear a little pitiful whenever there were outsiders around, so he felt almost no emotion when he saw this.

After staring at her for two seconds, she curled the corners of her lips and said softly: "You also said it was a misunderstanding, how could I take it to heart."

"Don't worry, I'll be there."

Meng Shuyi smiled faintly: "That's good."

As soon as she finished speaking, she passed by Jiang Wan, and the smile in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Of course Meng Shuyi knew that Jiang Wan was beautiful. In fact, the closer her face was to her, the more she could not help but feel how beautiful she was.

She thought this was most likely the main reason why Fu Chi was obsessed with Jiang Wan and even cut off ties with her more and more ruthlessly despite their years of relationship.

But he was just a good-looking person. Meng Shuyi couldn't understand what was so good about Jiang Wan. It was bad enough that he was involved with Xie Heng and Shen Yan. She had already found out that Jiang Wan had a mother who gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock and passed away a few months ago.

An illegitimate daughter with an unknown father, one can imagine how shameful her inner life is.

She just didn't believe that the Fu family would let such a person in.

However, it was this person who made her feel frustrated time and again...

Of course Meng Shuyi was unwilling to accept this. Sooner or later, she would get back little by little the humiliation she had suffered from her father and Fu Chi because of Jiang Wan, as well as the slap in the face.

Jiang Wan didn’t know what she was thinking, but even if she knew, she wouldn’t care much.

She just didn't expect that there would be another unexpected change today.

Just as she turned around and prepared to leave, Gu Ying gently pulled her arm.

"Wanwan, Senior Sister Wang Yan asked us if we have time later. If it's convenient, she wants to invite us to meet for dinner and get to know each other."

*

This dinner was completely unexpected for Jiang Wan.

The Financial Elite Business Competition three months later would be completed by individual students of the Department of Finance and would not require cooperation with each other. Therefore, in her previous life, until she was forced to drop out of Peking University, Wang Yan had never organized any dinner parties.

Not to mention...the dinner was held in a place that clearly has a basic consumption threshold.

The name of this hotel is Jinglangyuan. It’s hard to say whether it is a high-profile or low-profile name, but its location is always excellent.

Jinglangyuan is only a ten-minute drive from Peking University, less than two kilometers away, yet it is located near the mountains and water, and is quiet in a bustling city. From the inside to the outside, it is filled with extremely luxurious configurations that are visible to the naked eye.

Beijing is full of top-notch places with high consumption, so there are naturally many that Jiang Wan has not been to or even heard of.

This was indeed the first time she knew there was such a place near Kyoto University, so she didn't notice anything wrong on the way here.

It was not until he got off the car and saw the environment around the hotel, and then followed the waiter into the private room with background walls on both sides dyed in dark clouds, that Jiang Wan frowned, and a hint of complex emotions appeared in his eyes.

Compared with ordinary people, Wang Yan's family is indeed well-off, and her family also runs a small business. However, in a place like Beijing where powerful businessmen are everywhere, the Wang family has no reputation at all.

Needless to say, the Beijing business world has been up and down in the past two years, and the situation has become increasingly treacherous.

This is also the main reason why Wang Yan, as an only daughter, has to work everywhere for the sake of her family and get to know celebrities from all walks of life through the opportunity of being a etiquette receptionist.

In Beijing, a prosperous city where the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest is particularly fierce, if you don't try your best to climb up, you will be eliminated in a moment.

But the more this happens, the more low-key Wang Yan should be.

In Jiang Wan's memory, Wang Yan was indeed a very versatile person at a young age who would even consider the consequences of everything she did.

Obviously, this is not Wang Yan's style.