But the most important thing was that he finally felt a sense of pride.
Many girls pretended in bed for the sake of their boyfriend’s self-esteem, some even went the extra mile to make their moans sound convincing...
But Zhou Wang received feedback from the system, so he knew Jiang Mo was truly satisfied. At least when facing Jiang Mo, he stood tall with confidence.
The [Reputation Value] was currently at 8583 points, still within the "slightly famous" range. He guessed it would require 10,000 points before any new changes would occur.
At the current pace, it would only take a week or so.
Reflecting on it, Zhou Wang realized that he had an unutilized benefit, which was the already lit-up [Domestic Magic Lamp]. According to the rules of the third action round, he still had one free wish to grant for Jiang Qingkui.
But things had been so hectic lately that Zhou Wang almost forgot about it.
After pondering for a moment, the doorbell rang, and Zhou Wang picked up the takeout, only to find Jiang Mo was already up. She wore a white silk nightgown and was bending over, quietly tidying up the master bedroom’s mess. From Zhou Wang’s angle, there was a generous glimpse of creamy skin.
Although they had housekeeping service, such intimate clean-up was not something to leave to outsiders. Zhou Wang thought for a moment and chose not to go in and help.
His senior had a thin skin; there was no need to embarrass her again.
Breakfast consisted mainly of light dishes like vegetable porridge and steamed dumplings, which Zhou Wang did not particularly enjoy, though occasionally, it was nice.
The casually ordered Hong Kong-style shrimp siu mai surprised him pleasantly; each cost $5.50, and Zhou Wang had six of them before stopping.
"By the way, senior, the Mercedes-Benz you wanted has arrived. I’m picking it up this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?"
Knowing Jiang Mo did not like crowded places, Zhou Wang asked. Anyone else would have jumped at the chance to see their new car as soon as possible.
What amused Zhou Wang was that Jiang Mo blinked blankly, and only after a while did she realize what Zhou Wang meant by the new car. She shook her head and then hesitantly asked,
"Do I... need to go?"
"No need, if you don’t want to, just rest at home."
Zhou Wang wiped his mouth, gulped down the remaining iced soy milk, stood up to change clothes, and remembered something.
"Oh, right, senior, with the lawsuit settled, you need to start thinking about your future. Once you’ve decided, let me know anytime... yeah, just like I mentioned before, but you could be a bit bolder."
Jiang Mo’s total consumption funds had exceeded ten million; it was at a stage where she could spend as she pleased.
Zhou Wang figured Jiang Mo hadn’t had time to ponder over it recently, so he brought it up again.
To Zhou Wang’s surprise, Jiang Mo nodded quickly, as if she had already formulated some plan.
Zhou Wang didn’t press her further, waiting for her to figure it out and tell him when her thoughts were clear.
...
At 10:30 a.m., Zhou Wang drove the sky-blue Ferrari 812C back to the Spring Eye.
As Zhou Wang stepped out of the elevator, Jiang Qingkui was already in the garden’s outdoor area with Chen Mei, along with several sturdy property staff members. Around them were many unopened packages of various sizes.
"So, what’s going on here?"
Zhou Wang chuckled as he approached.
It wasn’t quite clear on the phone, but Jiang Qingkui had only mentioned that many packages arrived in the morning and that, as they were quite personal, she couldn’t handle them on his behalf.
"Mr. Zhou, as you might expect, these are your festival gifts. Sister Mei and I have already sorted them a bit for you..."
Jiang Qingkui greeted him, pointing to the neatly categorized packages on the ground: "The pile on the left is personally mailed, and the ones on the right are from major brands. Since they all asked for your personal attention..."
Zhou Wang approached with curiosity, seeing over twenty packages, either expedited by SF Express or locally delivered with urgency, all well-timed to arrive that morning.
It was quite amusing...
He had entirely forgotten it was Valentine’s Day and didn’t expect so many people to remember for him.
Pondering, Zhou Wang first approached the stack of packages from major brands, signaling to Chen Mei.
Naturally, he didn’t need to unbox them himself. Chen Mei, with the property staff’s help, quickly unpacked them all.
Numerous brands sent Zhou Wang Valentine’s gifts.
Not just Hermes, LV, Versace, but also luxury car brands like Mercedes-Benz, Ferrari, and Bentley sent gifts.
Discussing luxury brands gifting members, there indeed existed unseen thresholds.
Ordinary members might receive New Year’s gift boxes, the slightly advanced ones might get Mid-Autumn Festival gifts.
But someone like Zhou Wang, even receiving gifts for the Chinese Valentine’s Day, wasn’t a common privilege.
After all, many sales staff thought of him often, and even if a brand didn’t plan for it, frontline salespeople would figure out how to send Mr. Zhou some heartfelt blessings.
In the rare chance that Mr. Zhou was single and lonely on the holiday, their consolation would be especially meaningful... even if this possibility was nearly negligible.
The gifts varied widely, though mostly conventional - mugs, pens, cufflinks, perfumes.
Ferrari sent him a miniature car model, though it wasn’t a replica of his 812C; from the looks of it, it seemed to be of an older Enzo model.
Among them, Zhou Wang favored two gifts most.
The first was a Sun, Moon, and Stars poker gift box sent by Mercedes-Benz.
This card game "poker" had recently become incredibly popular. Zhou Wang had heard that even some big shots were playing it, possibly replacing poker in certain circles. It might be worth trying when time allowed.
The second satisfying gift was an electric toothbrush gift box from Hermes.
Weighing two kilograms, the gift box looked genuinely sincere and was designed to be quite appealing.
Besides an electric toothbrush set, the box included a dryer and cleaner and a bone china mug, which felt rather nice in hand.
Hermes was genuinely treating him well, fostering a feeling like he could be their favorite son...
Zhou Wang chuckled, feeling his fondness for the brand increase once again.
After viewing the various brand-sent Valentine’s gifts, overall, it felt like they had re-sent Zhou Wang a bunch of typical gifts, aiming to express their intentions. There was a lack of personalized surprises...
But it was nice they cared.
And indeed, such attention to detail in their services proved effective.
Like Balenciaga, who didn’t send anything to Zhou Wang, naturally got remembered for not doing so.
During his next shopping spree, Zhou Wang would subconsciously lean toward those who had shown thoughtfulness...
"Mr. Zhou, our property center also prepared a small gift for you. Please, don’t mind it, and happy Valentine’s Day."
At this moment, Chen Mei received a gift box from a nearby property staff member and handed it to Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang opened it to reveal an assortment of imported candies, entirely filling the box in a heart shape.
Being a simpleton when it came to confections, Zhou Wang could only recognize the well-known Ferrero Rocher among them. The rest, with their foreign wrapping, were unknown to him.
Though they seemed not to be cheap.
Additionally, there was a handwritten greeting card from Chen Mei: "May the spring breeze accompany you a thousand miles, bringing heartfelt truths every day."
Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned, feeling that the seemingly simple blessing carried deeper meaning.
"Thank you, much appreciated."
Handing the candy box over to Jiang Qingkui, Zhou Wang thanked them before directing his attention to the pile of personally sent packages.
In truth, Zhou Wang was a bit puzzled.
He reflected for a moment, acknowledging that the number of women he had unintentionally captivated seemed substantial. But it didn’t quite match the number of gift boxes here...
The pile of personally sent gift boxes exceeded even those from the brands.
"I’ll open these myself."
Driven by curiosity, Zhou Wang took the scissors from Chen Mei’s hands and picked up the first package.