Zhou Wang remained silent for a moment.
At this moment, Young Master Jian seemed to finally sense that invisible pressure and realized that today Zhou Wang was different from that day in many ways.
He exuded an aura that only their fathers’ generation would possess...
No wonder when they first met, Young Master Jian intended to give Zhou Wang a hug to show friendliness, but ultimately, under Zhou Wang’s influence, he subconsciously switched to a handshake.
Jian Sihan suddenly had a moment of realization.
So this was the difference.
Because Zhou Wang hadn’t spoken for a long time, the pressure seemed ready to spill over like water. Young Master Jian lacked the experience to handle this kind of situation, and although Wang Lijia was a bit smarter, she didn’t fare much better. After a pale explanation, she was completely at a loss.
With no other option, Wang Lijia glanced at Xu Wenqian nearby, hoping she might save her.
But Wang Lijia was clearly disappointed.
Because Xu Wenqian just slightly lowered her head, not looking at her.
But that glance made Zhou Wang sigh softly inwardly, his expression softened a bit.
Xu Wenqian was unconditionally on her side and knew she had no standing to speak at this moment, but Zhou Wang didn’t want to make it too difficult for her.
Moreover, his stance had been conveyed, and continuing to fuss with these two "youngsters" seemed pointless.
"Lead the way."
So in the end, Zhou Wang shook his head and spoke.
"Mr. Zhou, this way please."
Relieved, Wang Lijia exhaled and quickly turned to lead Zhou Wang up the stairs at the end of the lobby. It was then that Wang Lijia realized her back felt sticky, and her inner clothes were uncomfortable to wear...
She had already sweated quite a bit.
Wasn’t Wenxi’s boss from a grassroots background? How could he have such a strong aura?
Wang Lijia, smiling wryly inside, found herself unable to utter any of the numerous pleasantries she had prepared. She could only awkwardly lead the way with a smile.
At this moment, Young Master Jian stepped forward, lightly coughing to break the silence, "Zhou... Mr. Zhou, I wasn’t sure what you liked to eat, so my dad booked a place at Weijing Pavilion. The Magic City cuisine here is quite authentic, and it’s more to my taste. You should try it later."
"You guys can still call me Zhou Wang."
Noticing Young Master Jian’s awkward address, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but smile.
"Really?"
Young Master Jian’s eyes lit up, but hesitated, "But my dad told me several times to treat you as an elder, and he wanted me to address you with respect..."
"We can work it out. You are Qianqian’s classmates, so you’re my friends too."
Zhou Wang then gently squeezed Xu Wenqian’s hand, who was quietly following beside him, and said with a smile, "If you’re willing, you can also call me Brother Dog. Some close friends address me that way."
"Refreshing!"
Young Master Jian instantly relaxed, happily patting Zhou Wang’s arm, "Then it’s settled. From now on, I’ll call you Brother Dog... Hey, it’s actually not a bad deal for you; besides relatives, I’ve never called anyone else brother!"
"Do you think just anyone can call me brother?"
Zhou Wang smiled faintly.
Falling short in the art of showing off, Young Master Jian could only give Zhou Wang a thumbs up. They exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
Truth be told, Zhou Wang genuinely liked Young Master Jian’s personality.
Even though he loved to show off, he was loyal, as was evident from the last gathering with Xu Wenqian and the others. Ignoring the common flaws of the second generation, he was genuinely a friend worth keeping.
Watching the two of them laugh and chat, Wang Lijia couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.
Although Zhou Wang addressed her similarly, she couldn’t be as natural as Young Master Jian.
It ultimately boiled down to differences in family background.
Her dad was also a businessman in Magic City, but compared to Jian Sihan’s father, they fell far short. By Wang Lijia’s definition, her family could probably only be considered middle-class in Magic City...
At this moment, Xu Wenqian came over and gently patted her hand, whispering, "Lijia, sorry about earlier..."
"Why apologize to me?"
Wang Lijia immediately said coyly, "I know you wanted to help me, but from your position, you really couldn’t say anything... Oh, by the way, Wenxi, I brought you a gift. I’ll give it to you later."
As the two girls smiled and talked in private, the atmosphere returned to normal. Lin Ran, who felt out of place earlier, naturally joined the two girls, glancing around at the historically rich interior decor, curiously asking, "Miss Wang, there’s more than one restaurant here, right?"
"Yes, indeed. The Waldorf is, after all, an ultra-five-star luxury hotel, so it’s more than just one restaurant."
Knowing the mature woman before her was also one of Zhou Wang’s assistants, Wang Lijia didn’t dare slack off and immediately explained with a smile, "Pelham’s, the Western restaurant here, has a Michelin chef. In the Chinese restaurant, Linglong Magic City and the unique Pink Oyster Restaurant are quite distinctive, especially that Pink Oyster... because it only seats eight people. Next time, if there’s a chance, I’ll treat you and Wenxi to try it."
"Oh, sounds great!"
Amidst the women’s lively chatter, soon, the group reached the fifth floor of the building, where the Chinese restaurant called Weijing Pavilion was located.