"Uh... huh?"
Jiang Mo, who had been responding subconsciously, looked up startled. It had been a long ti since she had experienced any major emotional fluctuations, and at this mont, she suddenly felt a kind of nervousness. "You... you an family as in..."
"Of course, I an my family, uh, just... eting my parents..."
Zhou Wang felt a bit awkward. He also didn’t know why he had to say that; he just suddenly couldn’t control it.
But since he had already said it, he mustered up the courage to keep going.
Jiang Mo instantly fell silent, just staring dazedly at Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang was thinking of saying sothing more when suddenly, with a "ding," a system prompt rang out.
Ding!
[Reality interaction completed, relevant docunts have been signed by a proxy lawyer, Host has successfully acquired a 0.1% share in "Bytedance"]
[Please proceed to the Beidou headquarters of "Bytedance" within 30 days to sign relevant shareholder docunts and fulfill shareholder responsibilities. A "Job Package" will be issued at that ti.]
Zhou Wang’s mind was imdiately drawn to the system prompt. The "Bytedance equity" reality interaction was completed?
Another [Job Package] to claim, not bad, not bad.
Just as Zhou Wang was feeling a bit happy, his phone vibrated. Looking at it, there was a text from an unknown number, and Zhou Wang imdiately called back.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhou?"
On the other side of the phone, a rich, lodious female voice quickly ca through.
"It’s ."
"Hello, Mr. Zhou, I am Qi Jiayi, a Senior Partner and Deputy Director at Beidou Yunshangyun Law Firm. You can just call Jiayi. I am handling the acquisition of Douyin stock on your behalf..."
The lawyer nad Qi Jiayi called Zhou Wang mainly to confirm the ti he was going to Douyin Group, as she had to accompany him the whole ti to ensure Zhou Wang’s rights.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Wang added her number to the whitelist, so she could contact him at any ti. It was then he rembered; he’d seemingly forgotten about his senior.
Looking up again, it turned out Jiang Mo had lowered her head slightly at so point.
"Senior..."
Zhou Wang had barely called out when Jiang Mo leaned over, pressing her full weight against Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang couldn’t say anything more because, although he couldn’t see it, he could feel sothing warm seemingly flowing over his shoulder.
Jiang Mo didn’t make any sound, only her body trembled slightly.
She was crying again.
...
The restaurant wasn’t far from the plaza. Just five stops on Line 1 of the Batong line, and they reached their destination.
Wang Ying and the others’ performance was at a restaurant near the East Third Ring, not far from Sanlitun and the Workers’ Stadium, also in a bustling part of Beidou.
The restaurant was on the top floor of a mall. When stepping out of the elevator, Zhou Wang took a look; this high-end Western restaurant called "Half City · Furongli" occupied almost half the top floor, including the terrace. Judging by its location and decor, a multi-million investnt wasn’t just boasting.
Looking out from the terrace in the waiting area, you could see the building of Huaxia TV Station diagonally across, one of the landmarks of Beidou known as the "Big Trousers."
Zhou Wang took a look and understood. This restaurant followed a path that could be likened to an upgraded version of "Hutaoli": live performances, gourt food, and alcohol, catering to those with a taste for sophistication but not fond of the noisy clubs.
Although Zhou Wang wasn’t really confident in this business model—after all, Hutaoli, while catering to refined tastes, was relatively affordable—it was clear "Furongli" would have extravagant prices.
Those willing to spend that kind of money would rather have authentic French cuisine, and those wanting to drink might find this place lacking...
But since it wasn’t his business, Zhou Wang rely thought about it and wasn’t going to critique anything.
Today was the restaurant’s first day opening, and though it wasn’t the set ti yet, flower baskets were already piling up at the entrance, displaying congratulations from various enterprises and individuals, reflecting the broad social connections of the owner.
When Zhou Wang and the others arrived, they could vaguely see so guests lingering inside the restaurant, while at the entrance, Qu Jie and Wang Feiyu were obediently gathering around several middle-aged n and won, laughing and chatting occasionally.
The stylish and sexy Jiang Mubai stood to the side, but her face showed so signs of boredom. When she saw Zhou Wang appear, her eyes lit up, but she quickly restrained the impulse to run over.
Just as Zhou Wang and the others were about to walk inside the restaurant, a low voice suddenly called out from the side.
"Sister Ying, Momo, over here!"
They turned their heads to see Zhang Jie and Yueyue waving at them from one side of the terrace, prompting them to change their direction and walk over.
"You guys are so slow; we’ve been here for quite a while... Now that Master Qu and the others need to accompany the guests, let’s wait here on the terrace for a bit," complained Yueyue, explaining why she called them over after they arrived.
"Who’s beside Wang Feiyu and that Master Qu?"
Wang Ying glanced over and curiously asked.
"I vaguely overheard earlier, the man next to Wang Feiyu is his dad, who is also a shareholder of Cat Music and very established in the entertainnt industry..."
"The fashionably dressed woman beside Qu Jie is his mother. She’s here to support him today, and that man in the middle, who looks very imposing, is even more impressive. He’s the president of Qiangsheng Real Estate... Oh right, this building is also owned by Qiangsheng Real Estate."
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