The last "Perfect Fortune Bag" produced three Basic Resus. One was used when recruiting Wu Nala to beco Wuyou’s vice president, leaving two remaining.
"How about this, buddy, today is a perfect opportunity. Let help promote you a bit, see if we can lock in a few quality mbers for you. Zihan, for sure, will be willing to support you..."
"Thanks a lot."
Zhou Wang didn’t decline. As Xia Xiwei ntioned, from their interactions, Qiu Zeyu seed like a decent person, soone who could beco a long-term friend.
While they were chatting, four or five more young people trickled into the lounge. They were evidently quite familiar with Qiu Zeyu. As Qiu Zeyu introduced them, indeed, they were either "startup bosses" or "rising stars" from organizations.
They didn’t know Zhou Wang as well as Qiu Zeyu did, but since Qiu Zeyu had clearly stated that this gathering was organized to welco Zhou Wang, their attitude toward Zhou Wang was very courteous.
"Brother Yu, Jiang Minghao and his brother are here too, they’re playing poker next door... Want to go say hi?"
The last young man who arrived, nicknad "Captain Feng," said with a smile as he entered the lounge, turning to Qiu Zeyu.
"It’s not surprising, Zihan gets along with everyone. In the circle, when they gather like this, everyone shows up."
Qiu Zeyu first shook his head, then explained to Zhou Wang, "That’s how it is in the Beijing Circle. If you don’t show your face at an important gathering, you have no presence. As the Old Beidou would say, it’s ’losing face’..."
Noticing Zhou Wang’s expression, Qiu Zeyu curiously asked, "Do you know Jiang Minghao?"
"I was just wondering what kind of poker Captain Feng was talking about..."
"Texas Hold’em, the legitimate kind... What did you think it was?"
Qiu Zeyu was both amused and exasperated.
"I’ve never t Jiang Minghao, but I have dealt with his brother Jiang Yisen."
"Oh, that middle-school syndro boy..."
Qiu Zeyu suddenly realized, "His brother and he have completely different personalities. Although I’m not on the sa page as Jiang Minghao, I do admire him quite a bit."
"How did you guys get picked as the ’Beidou Four Young Masters’?"
Finally having the chance to interview in person, Zhou Wang asked a question that he had been curious about for so ti.
"One thing’s for sure, I didn’t apply myself..."
Qiu Zeyu replied with his characteristic dark humor before explaining, "The origin is actually the sa as what you can find online. Initially, it started because of a TV drama of the sa na, and then so netizens made a list of so young masters in the Beijing Circle, which is how the term ca about. Now the four of us are already the second generation..."
"You, Jiang Minghao, Si Cong, and another Xue sothing, right?"
"Xue Peng... He might be here today too, but chances are he won’t co up to the second floor."
When ntioning this na, a visible look of disdain appeared on Qiu Zeyu’s face.
"What’s the story?"
Zhou Wang keenly picked up on his subtle expression and asked with interest.
Information on these four people is all available in online encyclopedias, and at least on the surface, they’re all quite powerful. Judging by their family backgrounds and fortunes, Zhou Wang, at this stage, isn’t really qualified to compare financially.
"I told you earlier, I didn’t apply myself. As far as I know, neither Jiang Minghao nor Mr. Wang likely did, but it’s hard to say for others..."
Qiu Zeyu said aningfully.
"Don’t tell , this thing can actually be self-applied for?"
"It’s nothing more than finding soone to create a buzz. It was just a bored netizen’s selection in the first place. Manipulating such public opinion isn’t hard at all, right?"
Qiu Zeyu laughed, "You could say Xue Peng is quite clever, and he knows how to use this title to make money. However, so of his thods are too underhanded, which makes people disdain him. He does have self-awareness though, and rarely associates with us."
After chatting about so more anecdotes, Qiu Zeyu lifted his glass, calling everyone in the suite to have a toast. Rembering the promise he made to Zhou Wang, he ntioned Zhou Wang’s recent acquisition of a club.
"Wow, Zhou Wang, you indeed have so clout, starting a club in these tis..."
"Hahaha, since President Qiu brought it up, I’ll definitely support it!"
"My work makes it hard to frequent these places, sorry, Mr. Zhou."
Everyone in the suite chid in, with so teasing, so making polite excuses, and others directly declining.
Zhou Wang didn’t mind. Qiu Zeyu had good intentions, but it was never sothing that could be expected to yield much effect...
Just then, there was a knock at the suite door, and Zhou Zihan, wearing a lace cocktail dress, peeked her head in, "Hey, Zhou Wang, and all you handso guys, the show is about to start. I also invited Miss Yang over, so don’t just sit here discussing state affairs, co down and have a look!"
The crowd laughed at her words. After Zhou Zihan left, Zhou Wang asked, "Is Miss Yang Yang Mi...?"
"Yes, she and Zihan are neighbors. I’ve t her a few tis before... If you want to et her, you can go yourself. She ca to support you after all, I’ll chat with them a bit more."
"Alright."
Zhou Wang nodded, without any pretense.
After all, being a major celebrity often seen on screen, Zhou Wang was quite curious to at least take a look.
At this ti, Qiu Zeyu and the others were discussing their own recent happenings, in which Zhou Wang had little interest. After a mont’s thought, he stood up and left the lounge.
...
In the side hall on the first floor.
Cheng Yiyi, whose cheeks were already flushed, was holding a champagne-filled glass, sowhat struggling, "Brother Peng, I, I really can’t drink anymore..."
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