"So that Miss Xu works for this young man named Zhou Wang. She offended He Jiang to help you, and now this Mr. Zhou has stepped forward..."
Although his head was still throbbing painfully, Yu Zetao quickly sorted out the logic within. Seeing He Jiang being dragged over by Zhou Wang’s bodyguard, Yu Zetao’s face did not show much joy; instead, a trace of worry appeared.
"Xiao Fei, I ask you, you just said this Mr. Zhou is also from Yunan Province, so his family..."
Upon hearing Yu Zetao’s question, Yu Fei also reacted, hesitantly saying:
"What I found out is that this Mr. Zhou started from scratch and became a billionaire at a young age. That’s what I admire most about him."
Yu Duo was still somewhat confused, while Mrs. Yu understood something and couldn’t help but say:
"So, this Mr. Zhou comes from an ordinary family? Isn’t offending He Jiang like this..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Duo finally realized where the worry on her father’s face came from.
Are billionaires impressive?
Of course.
Are young billionaires who start from scratch impressive?
Certainly Plus.
But, ultimately, Zhou Wang is just from an ordinary family in Yunan Province.
And at this moment, the seemingly embarrassed He Jiang is a top elite from Magic City.
The gap behind this is so vast, something Yu Zetao, who has witnessed many rising powers above his own class, knows all too well.
Let alone the young Zhou Wang, even during his unbeaten peak before bankruptcy, when faced with He Jiang’s humiliation in the same scenario, he would have no ability to counter.
Because he knows in his heart, passively accepting the situation might result in minor immediate losses, but if true enmity arises, what awaits might be a real catastrophe.
"Duoduo..."
Under the surprised gaze of Yu Fei and others, Yu Duo suddenly ran over there with pursed lips.
"Let’s go over and take a look too."
At this moment, seeing the crowd moving over there, Yu Zetao also signaled to Yu Fei to help him up, and the family quickly followed.
...
In the open space at the end of the corridor, Xiao Wang silently brought over a chair beside Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang glanced at him as he sat down, "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine, just some flesh wounds... Sorry, Mr. Zhou, I embarrassed you."
Xiao Wang said somewhat shamefully.
Zhou Wang did not comment.
It wasn’t that he wanted to blame Xiao Wang, but from his daily attitudes, Zhou Wang could already determine that Xiao Wang had accepted his proposal: he was planning to resign from Tyrant Security and become his personal bodyguard.
In other words, Xiao Wang was more or less his own person now, so his expression was expected, and Zhou Wang applying some pressure through attitude was also appropriate.
"Those two people aren’t ordinary, are they?"
"They should be retired soldiers as well... Brother Gao should be able to see where they served before; my judgment might not be accurate."
While the two were speaking softly, accompanied by cursing, He Jiang was already dragged over by Gao Xing clutching his neck.
Only at this moment did Jian Zhuoran and others wake up as if from a dream, displaying panic-stricken expressions.
"Mr. Zhou, what are you... What are you doing?"
"This is He Jiang, Mr. He! Mr. Zhou, you’d better ask your bodyguard to release him quickly, or the misunderstanding will grow huge..."
Shi Tian even thought Zhou Wang mistook the person, or didn’t know that the person before him was He Jiang, and hurriedly reminded him.
"I know who he is; it’s him I’m looking for."
Zhou Wang chuckled softly.
"?"
Jian Zhuoran and others suspected that they had misheard.
What do you mean it’s him you’re looking for?
Weren’t you saying different things in the private room earlier!
Uh, also not quite right...
It seemed Zhou Wang actually didn’t say anything before; it was all their own assumptions.
But regardless, things shouldn’t unfold this way!
Jian Zhuoran and others were almost going crazy.
Their understanding might not be as superficial as Yu Zetao and Yu Fei’s, Zhou Wang, though starting from scratch and coming from an ordinary family, managed to reach this stage, stirring up storms in Beidou, becoming the manager of a top club pursued by dignitaries—it’s impossible without any background or foundation...
But, considering Zhou Wang’s age, how strong could such a foundational background be?
Alright, even if their judgment was flawed, this is Magic City, He Jiang’s stronghold, the only son of a top financial tycoon family second to none. The sheer horror of He Jiang’s power can be seen from those gathered around him, his "bootlickers."
The CEO of Ginkgo Capital, a top-three private equity firm in Magic City, Xu Qing...
The trusted Secretary Ge, confidant to a key department’s authoritative figure...
The person dubbed as "the founder of luxury hotels," Mr. Elva, Waldorf’s executive director for Greater Huaxia...
In the inner circle known as "Little God of Wealth," Director Gao of Zhao Hang Magic City Branch’s finance department...
Jiahui International, with Hong Kong Capital Consortium background, has Wang Chunsheng, Dean Wang, as the helmsman at this table, only capable of associating at a subservient seat.
Though it seems that no one has spotted him now, unsure of where he’s run off to.
In sum, no matter how shocked Jian Zhuoran and others were, or even how they felt the urge to escape, this scene was happening tangibly before their eyes.
After dragging He Jiang in front of Zhou Wang, Gao Xing released his grip. He Jiang finally gained a bit of strength, struggled to get up from the ground, his scanning eyes quickly fixed on Zhou Wang.