"Who hasn’t awoken from a grand dream; only I know myself in this life.
The grass hut in spring is filled with sleep; outside the window, the sun lingers."’
...
The ancient poems of Huaxia always possess a unique beauty, which can express Zhou Wang’s current mood, one that is difficult to articulate with common language.
Wrapped in Loro Piana bedding filled with the world’s rarest cashre rino wool, Zhou Wang feels extraordinarily comfortable, even though the room’s air conditioning is set low, and it’s not yet ti for heating.
He lies face down, lazily sprawled in bed, half of his face subrged in the pillow. In the dim light, with rely a hint of illumination, he half-closes his eyes, not wanting to move at all.
Even though Zhou Wang knows it’s long past morning, possibly even noon.
He has been awake for half the day, yet inexplicably feels this mont is rare, a blend of half-dream and half-awake in leisure...
Or rather, Zhou Wang finds it difficult to move now.
Last night’s extended "hour" at the spa lasted until three or four in the morning. Since it was so late, Zhou Wang considerately let Yun Rou and Yun Lan sleep here too.
After all, the bed is large enough.
Two Spidern outfits, now tattered like ragged clothes, snuggled up to him on either side. In Zhou Wang’s slightly blurred vision, white, red, and purple mixed together, sealing him warmly.
Zhou Wang is but a re mortal, unable to resist.
The key point is, under Yun Rou’s persuasion, Yun Lan unexpectedly unlocked a new "SPA skill," even incorporating twin ponytails.
The guilty feeling brought by those youthful faces, ahem...
In short, that’s how it was.
"I’ve indulged for another day; no good. I must work hard tomorrow."
Zhou Wang squinted, his gaze passing through the tangled strands beside him, catching that faint gleam at the curtain’s edge, silently thinking to himself.
After lying for a while longer, Zhou Wang finally exerted great effort to free himself from the supple legs pressing on him and sat up.
He gestured to the drowsy Yun Rou and Yun Lan to continue resting, as Zhou Wang went downstairs alone.
Once the phone’s "Do Not Disturb" mode was turned off, a host of notifications chid in.
Zhou Wang was accustod to this. If there was an urgent matter needing his attention, Huang Duming could reach him through property managent. So Zhou Wang rely browsed through, confirming there was nothing urgent, then began dealing with ssages on WeChat.
After replying to various ssages, Zhou Wang finally called Lin Ran.
"Hello, boss?"
Lin Ran answered imdiately, her tone carrying a hint of grievance.
Yesterday, after Zhou Wang sent her so details about a Priest, he lost contact, leaving Lin Ran confused without a way to ask, and she didn’t sleep well last night.
Zhou Wang did not realize he had caused Lin Ran so much trouble; having never experienced the tough life of a worker, he didn’t heed Lin Ran’s eccentric tone and simply instructed: "The information about the person I gave you yesterday..."
"Boss, I’ve looked at it, and even morized most of it!"
Lin Ran quickly replied.
"Why did you morize it?" Zhou Wang asked, puzzled. "I just gave you the information to keep it safe."
"...You didn’t ntion that at the ti!"
Lin Ran felt deeply aggrieved.
"Alright, it’s not important, send the information to Qi Jiayi, let her handle it; she should know what to do once she finds this person..."
Zhou Wang issued his instructions in such-and-such manner.
In the afternoon, Zhou Wang visited the airport to see off Young Master Zhang, Tang Yiming, and others who had exhausted their energy.
...
Zhou Wang is not like ordinary people; for most, "tomorrow" is just an excuse, easily falling into a cycle of "tomorrow will co again tomorrow," but Zhou Wang genuinely busied himself again the following day.
October 13, 2024, temperature 19℃, light fog turning to drizzle.
On the 51st floor of Jingcheng Building, without inviting any dia or making any announcents, "Wangyuan Chamber of Comrce Beidou Branch" officially opened.
The first batch of founding mbers, totaling 14, consisted entirely of local enterprises or organizations from Beidou.
This included Shen Yun Digital Group run by Qiu Zeyu’s mother, Di Hai Investnt Holding Group from Yan Lingchuan’s family, Jiantou Real Estate Company backed by Citic, Zhong’an Securities where Zhou Zihan’s father is chairman, Zhang Group’s Beidu Branch, and the famous Jingbei Mall backed by several capitals...
Through Xia Xiwei, Zhou Wang subtly extended an invitation, originally receiving interest from Xia Xiwei’s aunt, but Xia Qixian personally called Zhou Wang, tactfully expressing the Xia Family’s decision not to participate, so Zhou Wang let the matter rest.
On the sa day, far away in Yunan Province, hosted by Jiang Qingkui in Ming City Linlan International’s top floor, "Wangyuan Comrce Southwest Branch" was also established.
In contrast to the grand opening of Beidou Branch, which despite no publicity, was well-attended and celebrated, the inauguration of Southwest Branch was rather quiet.
Only five founding mbers were present initially, besides Zhou Wang’s Wangzhou Culture, there were only the enterprises operated by Tang Yiming, Zhou Yiquan, Old Ruan, and Cheng Qing.
Though they are branch founders, the benefits they enjoy won’t differ much from those of the main branch. At least one thing is clear: they’ve secured the primary channels for Wangzhou Pharmaceutical’s sales in the Southwest Region.
As for Guo Bing and Shao Xiaoqi, Zhou Wang plans to have them join when the Magic City branch is established. In previous phone communications, Shao Xiaoqi’s mother, Luo iling, and Guo Bing’s father, the affluent Mr. Guo Wangshan from Magic City, have expressed their understanding and support.
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