Chapter 147: Chapter 120 Everyone Wants to Chat with Mr. Zhou_3
The words spoken directly by Zhang Zhiyuan sent shockwaves through everyone’s hearts, no less than when Zhou Wang acquired the Dianwang Club.
They had all basically heard about who Zhang Zhiyuan’s second uncle was…
The head of Wuyou Media, a leading figure in the MCN industry, and a representative of the Zhang Group that was perennially active in the business world of Hang City’s financial circles…
Compared to someone who could truly be called capital, they, the second generation, were practically a joke not worthy of the spotlight.
And the dinner Zhang Zhiyuan arranged today, was it actually at the behest of his second uncle?
This was just…
“Can’t make sense of it?”
Looking at the dumbfounded Brother Tu, Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head and sneered, “If you’ve got the capability, go acquire 10% of Wuyou Media’s equity, and my second uncle would treat you as an honored guest just the same.”
The equity change information could be found online, and since Zhang Zhiyuan had already brought it up, he might as well lay it all out.
Once again, everyone was surprised.
Especially Yang Zhen, who had just somewhat agreed with Brother Tu, his face changed. His e-commerce company was booming now, partly due to the resources Zhang Zhiyuan had connected him with, and at the end of those resources was the industry giant Wuyou Media.
And just now, he had actually formed an opinion about the new shareholder of Wuyou Media…
Breaking into a cold sweat, Yang Zhen hurriedly tried to recall if he had made any inappropriate expressions earlier and whether he needed to make amends…
“You think Zhou is pretending, but whether Zhou Wang is pretending or not is beside the point… do you even have the right to evaluate him?”
In the end, Zhang Zhiyuan showed no mercy, looking at Brother Tu, and coldly mocked again.
To Zhang Zhiyuan, Brother Tu’s words and actions not only targeted Zhou Wang but also insulted him, something that a genuinely conscientious Northeasterner like Young Master Zhang could not tolerate.
This was the fundamental reason why he wouldn’t hesitate to damage his own face to help Zhou Wang maintain his.
Did they really think Zhang Zhiyuan didn’t have the temperament of the second generation?
To put it bluntly, this matter was far from over today, but the consequences were something Brother Tu would likely only feel later.
…
The embarrassed Brother Tu, his face alternating between red and green, skulked away; it was no surprise that he effectively bid farewell to this little circle.
The atmosphere in the private room quickly returned to normal, and everyone started chatting and laughing again as if none of it mattered.
Only Brother Ruan, who was relatively closer to Brother Tu, sighed privately for a moment then took out his phone and deleted Brother Tu directly.
Friendship?
In this circle of theirs, there was hardly much of such a vague thing…
The reason they could hang out together was less about having similar temperaments and more about connections driven by interests.
Brother Ruan was the eldest, and he had seen such things too often. Brother Tu wasn’t the first to fall behind, nor would he be the last…
Meanwhile, Shen Yutong sat restlessly, her mood complicated.
Zhou Wang casually suggested that she stay and eat with them; Shen Yutong had a lot she wished to say to Zhou Wang but didn’t know how to start.
What surprised her the most was that Zhou Wang was actually a shareholder of Wuyou Media.
Suddenly, she found herself somewhat laughable.
Previously, she had comforted herself with the thought that although Su Yajing had found a perfect support in Zhou Wang, she was not simply after money alone; she also craved success in her career…
But the truth was, her internal jealousy was about to drown her, and she used this excuse to numb herself all along.
It was only today that she realized Zhou Wang could actually give her everything she wanted…
At this moment, the overwhelming feeling inside her was one of a kind of dread.
Because she knew from the first time they met, Zhou Wang hadn’t had a good impression of her, and today, because of her, Zhou Wang had been troubled once again (from her perspective), and she didn’t know how Zhou Wang would view her now.
From the moment she sat down, she had wanted to say something to Zhou Wang, but she simply couldn’t find an opening.
People coming to toast Zhou Wang were unending, and those second-generation scions kept loudly joking with Zhou Wang, never straying from topics about him, leaving her with no opportunity.
Additionally, there was a mysterious pressure coming from that other side, from the girl who was astonishingly beautiful.
In a table full of people who paid her no mind, Ding Yi was the only one who chatted with her a bit, even complimenting her dancing skills.
But for some reason, faced with the cheerful smiles from this girl, Shen Yutong felt uneasy and inexplicably embarrassed, sensing a sort of inferiority.
“Ah, careful, your sleeves are too long… let me pin it for you, which one do you want?”
Feeling a bit at a loss, Shen Yutong was about to eat something to ease the awkwardness, but she was still wearing that set of ancient-style clothes, and her sleeve had accidentally slipped down, nearly falling into the soup.
Ding Yi quickly helped to gather up her sleeve and asked with a smile.
The movement attracted the attention of a few other girls seated nearby, and faced with the stares of individuals like He, Shen Yutong felt even more overwhelmed with embarrassment.
“Well, um… you guys go ahead and eat, I’m going to change my clothes.”
Putting down her chopsticks, Shen Yutong initially wanted to turn and say something to Zhou Wang, but by the time she looked over, he was surrounded and not even glancing in her direction.
Unexpectedly feeling a bit disappointed, she bit her lip, stood up quietly, and left.
“No more, I really can’t drink any more, need to take a breather!”
After a while, faced with a new round of toasting led by Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhou Wang quickly pleaded for mercy.