Since everyone had gotten a bit familiar, no one felt awkward, and some even pushed a few dishes towards Zhou Wang. Seeing Zhou Wang enjoying the food, Young Master Jian cheerfully called over a waiter and ordered a few more dishes.
More than half a bottle of Margaux Vineyard’s wine also went into Zhou Wang’s stomach, but he didn’t consider it particularly tasty; he just needed something to wash down the food.
Bzz bzz!
The phone vibrated again.
Noticing Zhou Wang was still clinking glasses with Young Master Jian, Xu Wenqian quietly reminded him, "Boss, your phone..."
Zhou Wang glanced at it—an unfamiliar number. He felt strange, gestured to Young Master Jian, and casually picked up the call, "Hello, who’s this?"
There was no sound from the other side, and after a while, the call hung up by itself.
"Boss, what’s up?"
"Strange, I shouldn’t be getting spam calls... But today, a lot of people want to contact me, so maybe someone found a way."
Feeling a bit puzzled, Zhou Wang muttered to himself but soon dismissed the thought.
He came to Magic City this time, though he hardly mentioned it to anyone beforehand. Only Guo Bing in the group knew, but some curious people were still paying attention to his movements.
This group of people, from certain circles in Magic City, had already heard through various channels about the establishment of Wangyuan Commerce and Wangzhou Pharmaceutical, and knew Zhou Wang intended to set up a branch of Wangyuan Commerce in Magic City. Naturally, they wanted to connect with him first.
Since Zhou Wang got off the plane, his special phone number prevented too many inquiries; he only received some messages. However, Lin Ran’s phone never stopped ringing, and even Jiang Qingkui, far away in Guizhou, received more than one call.
Later at the hotel, more than one group specifically came to visit him, which made Zhou Wang secretly lament—indeed, in this damn big data era, his whereabouts can’t be hidden from those who are interested.
But where would Zhou Wang have the mind to deal with those people now, especially since those attaching themselves at this time aren’t the top tier in Magic City. Zhou Wang felt no psychological burden in putting them aside for later.
He just wanted to rest for two days and enjoy life before considering anything else.
"Hey, Wenxi, what did you just call him?"
At this moment, Wang Lijia vaguely heard something and turned her head suspiciously to ask.
"Uh, I..."
"She called me hubby, what’s the problem?"
While Xu Wenqian was a bit flustered, Zhou Wang already had his arm around her shoulder, laughing heartily.
"Eww~ you guys are so lovey-dovey!"
Amid Wang Lijia’s mock disdain, Xu Wenqian’s pretty face blushed slightly as Zhou Wang leaned close to her ear.
"Don’t slip up, baby. I’m here to relax today, not to pretend."
"Mm..."
Xu Wenqian nodded obediently.
"Aren’t you going to say it out loud for me?"
Xu Wenqian knew exactly what Zhou Wang meant. Her body felt a bit weak for a moment, but she still whispered, "Hub-, hubby."
Zhou Wang felt a thrill in his heart and was about to squeeze Xu Wenqian’s round thigh wrapped in black stockings when Young Master Jian suddenly waved his hand and spoke:
"Everyone’s done eating, right? If you’re full, let’s head out. I’ve already booked a spot at BSK; let’s go and stir things up together!"
"BSK? Is Young Master Jian talking about BOOMSHAKE bar, the one Li Chen from Running Man invested in?"
Huang Hui’s eyes lit up.
Every gathering has an after-party, which has become a customary rule among this group of young people. Today, since Young Master Jian is present, everyone tacitly refrained from suggesting anything, because, according to past experience, as long as Young Master Jian is there, he usually has everything nicely arranged in advance.
Even if others wanted to get involved, they couldn’t really do so. One reason is that their finances and influence don’t allow it, not even AA is realistic. Another reason is that Young Master Jian wouldn’t welcome interference, as it concerns face.
"Yeah, that’s the one. BSK has many big-time shareholders; those celebrities and internet influencers you know are the minor shareholders at best, just to attract popularity. The real bigwigs behind this bar are names you couldn’t possibly know..."
Young Master Jian nodded, explaining casually.
"Yeah, yeah, BSK is really fun. I went there once with colleagues; the atmosphere was so good..."
Huang Hui quickly nodded.
The others naturally had no objection, since they’re all young people. Even if some don’t love clubbing, occasional visits wouldn’t meet any resistance.
Xu Wenqian seemed hesitant, glancing at Zhou Wang. But before she could feel troubled, Zhou Wang was already laughing heartily, "Damn, Young Master Jian, we were thinking the same thing! I originally planned for BSK to be the first bar I hit in Magic City..."
Who knows why, but Young Master Jian felt Zhou Wang’s words always struck a chord with him. His tone just sounded pleasingly comfortable, and Young Master Jian laughed along.
"What are we waiting for, let’s go!"
Everyone got up, and Zhou Wang held Xu Wenqian’s hand. After everyone else walked out, he whispered to Xu Wenqian:
"Qianqian, I know you don’t like these settings. Don’t worry, I’m here; just treat it as relaxation... You’ve been doing so well lately."
Xu Wenqian felt a sourness in her nose, and tears almost welled up again.
She couldn’t say anything, only tightly clenched Zhou Wang’s hand, murmuring, "Not, not hard at all... not at all."
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Ten Miles of Foreign Market, a flamboyant place; where winds and clouds meet at Shanghai Beach.