"Zhou Wang, you’ve been hiding things pretty well, haven’t you? Such a big deal and you didn’t even share it with us, we had to find out on our own."
Zhang Zhiyuan also spoke with a hint of grievance, "Do you even consider us friends or not!"
Awards like the "Top Ten Outstanding Youth" are held in many places across the country. In the second generation circles, some might scorn this kind of honor, but many are just sour grapes because...
They know that barring any accidents, no matter how illustrious their family background, such honors that can get them in the newspapers or the local records are pretty much out of reach for them in this lifetime.
So in Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming’s circle of friends, even those who didn’t know Zhou Wang before would mostly become curious about him.
Thanks to this, there were a lot more members than usual gathered here today, something even Zhang Zhiyuan hadn’t anticipated...
"Sigh, it’s not really something you go around announcing on your own, is it? If I didn’t consider you guys as friends, I’d have just come to pick up the car and left instead of standing here chatting with you."
Zhou Wang laughed, "Do you think I have a lot of free time? Every minute could be costing me hundreds of bucks, you know..."
Of course, Zhang Zhiyuan and the others weren’t truly blaming Zhou Wang. Zhou Wang was a little touched, after all, since they had specially arranged a little ceremony to show they truly considered him a friend.
In the end, after Zhou Wang promised various treats, the matter was dropped, and Zhang Zhiyuan had the banner taken down.
It was just for atmosphere anyway, some things aren’t to be joked about...
At this point, Zhou Wang finally had a chance to take a look at the people around.
There really were quite a few people, about twenty or thirty, including some female car owners. Though they wore all sorts of luxury goods, none of them stood out as particularly attractive.
But because of their aura, at least they looked decent enough.
Some were familiar faces he had met at the Dianwang Club before, but most of them were strangers to Zhou Wang.
While everyone chatted and laughed, there were a few sitting casually on sofas not far off, just watching the scene and not coming over.
"Those people aren’t from our Ming City circle, they’re friends of Young Master Zhang from the Magic City and Hang City circles. I heard they came along with the club meetup for fun. People from the Magic City tend to be somewhat exclusive, Young Master Zhang said we don’t need to pay attention to them..."
As Zhou Wang noticed those people, Tang Yiming walked over to Zhou Wang’s side and explained softly.
Zhou Wang nodded and didn’t mind.
Next up was the routine socializing session.
Led by Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming, introductions were made between Zhou Wang and the club members.
This process was not going to be quick. Being in such a laid-back setting, most were young people, and since many just contributed to the event, Zhou Wang was happy to chat with them.
A slightly different part of the introduction compared to the outside world was that what kind of car each person drove was usually mentioned in passing.
After meeting and talking with everyone, Zhou Wang realized he had some misconceptions about the Super Car Club’s makeup.
In the member group, at least on the surface, not all were second-generation; there were plenty of elites among entrepreneurs, involved in all sorts of professions.
There was an Aston Martin owner who started from scratch (self-proclaimed) and now runs dozens of beauty and hair salon chains.
Another GTR owner was a partner in an accounting firm, also a group of highly educated ones.
There was a Rolls-Royce owner who was a Chinese medicine practitioner, just back from a house call...
Of course, there were some posers among them, and while Zhang Zhiyuan treated everyone equally on the surface, some differences could be heard in his introductions.
Yang Zhen, who once had a small fall-out but later "made up" with Zhou Wang, was also there. Although he seemingly chatted with Zhou Wang normally for a bit, he didn’t dare bring up any collaboration with Wuyou Media.
It wouldn’t have made a difference—
Zhou Wang wasn’t one to hold grudges, but he was particular about friends.
The few female car owners were all quite warm towards Zhou Wang, joking without reservation. Since they lacked nothing, their standards for men were simple—
Good looks and a good build would do.
Zhou Wang undoubtedly scored full marks in that aspect.
One female Porsche owner even sent Zhou Wang a conspicuously suggestive message right after adding him on WeChat:
"I know a nice hot spring resort and wanted to invite you for a getaway. Are you free this Sunday? If not, you could come over to my place... Oh, sorry, typed it wrong, to my house."
The last introduction circled back to the car dealer owner that Tang Yiming knew.
He seemed to be the oldest present, possibly a few years older than Ruan, probably nearing forty, yet his style was quite trendy.
"Brother Dog, this is She Baichuan, Boss She. We’re somewhat related. Though his dealership is in Ming City, his connections span nationwide. As long as there’s a car available in the market and you’re willing to wait, he’s the guy to go to!"
Listening to Tang Yiming’s introduction, Zhou Wang knowingly smiled and shook hands with the very cordial She Baichuan.
"Boss She, hello."
"Brother Dog, I’ve heard so much about you, hahaha. The car you ordered has already arrived, want to take a look now?"
She Baichuan didn’t waste words. He knew the main reason Zhou Wang was here today, so he got straight to the point.