Most influencers didn’t have such great bases, to begin with.
Without the beauty filters and lenses, even with high-end makeup and decent outfits, Zhou Wang’s evaluation of most female influencers was... just ordinary beauties.
On a scale of one to one hundred, those between sixty-five to eighty likely made up the majority.
Hua Suisui and End fell into the category of over eighty points; just considering the face, End reached ninety in Zhou Wang’s personal aesthetic.
At this mont, in the pavilion, among this group of girls, up close, Zhou Wang thought that the ones who didn’t disappoint were probably only Sunny and i Xiaobao, along with Princess Yu Yao.
But since they were all above the passing line, together, they presented a delightful scene of fragrant shoulders and snowy legs, with various perfus intertwining in the air, creating a generally pleasing sight.
Interestingly, these eight or so girls, when ignoring any exaggerations, had a combined fan count of over forty million online...
In fact, even now, so still thought Douyin paid based on the number of followers, as if a million followers equaled a million in earnings, which was laughably absurd...
While letting his thoughts wander, Zhou Wang accepted the special wine glass brought by Xiao An. Quick to act, Sunny imdiately picked up the champagne on the table, moved closer to Zhou Wang, and poured him a drink with a sweet smile.
Other girls, who were a step slow, originally didn’t think much of it until Yu ng also moved closer and asked with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, would you like so ice?"
Watching Yu ng add ice to Zhou Wang’s glass, taking up the position beside him, other girls were a bit regretful, realizing they just lacked a bit of sharpness at the crucial mont.
"Hello, most of you are probably eting for the first ti, I’m Zhou Wang."
At this point, there wasn’t a need to act high and mighty. Zhou Wang raised his champagne towards Sunny and Yu ng, then faced the other girls and toasted.
Although Zhou Wang was very easygoing, all the girls imdiately stood up. Earlier, they were at a distance, Zhou Wang couldn’t see who was who, so they dared to joke freely. Now that they were closer, they beca a bit restrained.
After clinking glasses with the girls holding up theirs, amidst a chorus of "cheers," Zhou Wang took a sip of champagne and found it surprisingly good.
He curiously looked at the table, "What is this wine?"
"Mr. Zhou, it’s Dom Pérignon Champagne King..."
At this mont, all the girls focused their attention on Zhou Wang, so when he looked over, Princess Yu Yao quickly raised the champagne bottle for him to see clearly.
Zhou Wang recognized the logo and nodded in realization.
He knew about Dom Pérignon, ranked high among authentic champagne brands and now part of the LV group. This 2013 vintage Dom Pérignon was common, not too expensive, with a market price of one or two thousand a bottle, perhaps.
Tonight, all the alcohol was provided by a bar brand owned by Wuyou nad "Dream Field LiveHouse," shipped directly after confirming the venue. Using this champagne for the party was classy yet not extravagant, quite a thoughtful choice...
"Everyone, have a seat, no need to stand."
Zhou Wang smiled and invited, sitting down in the middle first.
Sunny sat closely next to Zhou Wang, and as Yu ng was about to sit on the other side, soone even faster, or perhaps a preditated move, nudged Yu ng aside and sat next to Zhou Wang on his right.
Yu ng was montarily stunned, then glared angrily at Miss Xiao Cheng, who had taken her spot, but the latter didn’t even glance at her.
Although Yu ng was angry, she couldn’t act on it now and just sat down sullenly.
Zhou Wang watched with an amused expression. He certainly didn’t feel goodwill towards Miss Xiao Cheng, and due to previous incidents, he even had a slight aversion.
However, Miss Xiao Cheng guessed correctly that Zhou Wang wouldn’t bother to argue with her... too low a level, just dirtying one’s hands.
"Mr. Zhou, how much does this house cost?"
"Probably less than two small goals."
"Mr. Zhou, will you open your own account in the future?"
"Not sure, it depends..."
"Mr. Zhou, if you need, I can help you shoot any video!"
"Even the inappropriate ones?"
"If Mr. Zhou strongly insisted, well... it could be considered, rember to pay more, hehe!"
At this party, as the host and making his debut in this new role at a group event, Zhou Wang’s set strategy was to blend in with everyone. Naturally, he didn’t put on any airs, responding with a smile to all questions and even cracking a few jokes himself.
Because of Mr. Zheng’s resignation, these female influencers were curious and sowhat in awe of Zhou Wang. As the atmosphere ward, they found Zhou Wang’s personality genuinely easygoing and gradually relaxed.
"Mr. Zhou, you lost, your penalty... drink a cross-arm toast with ~"
Later, Zhou Wang played several rounds of gas with them. The first punishnts were mild, but it was the bold Wang Miaomiao, egged on by the others, who ended up sharing a cross-arm drink with Zhou Wang...
Even though no one was quite sure if her final chest-out motion was intentional.
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