Of course, Zhang Shihao wasn’t foolish enough to investigate really, but it didn’t stop him from expressing genuine admiration once again.
"Don’t take it to court. Buy back shares below market value, and also make sure he quiets down those little rumors. We also can’t let this damage Wuyou’s image. Can it be done?"
Zhou Wang thought for a moment and then spoke up.
"It’s a bit tricky, but it should be possible. For the share buyback, would two million be acceptable for both CEOs?"
Zhu Yunlong replied with a relaxed tone.
"Yes!"
Zhang Shihao nodded immediately without hesitation.
Although he had said he’d only give 500,000 to Zhang Dada, Zhang Shihao knew well that 500,000 wasn’t realistic.
Two million was too cheap!
"All right, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zhang, you both wait for my update. I’ll try to get Zhang Dada to propose a peaceful termination with Wuyou within three days."
Once Zhu Yunlong finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Zhang Shihao didn’t say much more, only insisted on personally lighting a cigarette for Zhou Wang, making Zhou Wang feel awkward.
Looking up at the luxury starry ceiling of his office, Zhou Wang exhaled a puff of smoke, unreasonably reminded of a line from a movie:
"Ball evidence, circumstantial evidence, hosting, co-hosting, all units are my people. How can you fight with me?"
Ah, Zhang Dada, you’re so confused!
...
After Zhang Shihao left, Jiang Qingkui, who had been quietly making tea but saying nothing, couldn’t help but softly speak:
"Boss, about that vice president position..."
"You’re not suitable, don’t think about it."
As soon as Jiang Qingkui started to speak, Zhou Wang knew what she was thinking and immediately rejected it, adding, "I still can’t be without you."
Jiang Qingkui pressed her lips together, said nothing more; actually, she didn’t really want to take a position at Wuyou. It’s just that since yesterday, she suddenly felt a little scared of spending every day and night around Zhou Wang...
At the same time, Jiang Qingkui had a tinge of regret. She really was bewitched to believe in that so-called "Secretary’s Work Laws."
Thinking about it now, it was Zhou Wang who tossed it to her in the first place, didn’t this mean she fell into his carefully woven trap from the start?
Moreover, she initiated everything herself, making it impossible to get off the tiger now, not knowing what to do moving forward.
But one thing was certain, she couldn’t maintain her previous normalcy anymore.
If Zhou Wang knew her thoughts, he would certainly feel ridiculous. No matter how smart Jiang Qingkui was, she was just a woman after all. Once she started overthinking, she trapped herself in.
Little did she know, this was, indeed, the first step toward self-entrapment, my wise Sister Qingkui...
"Manager Lin Ran has been waiting outside for a long time, boss, do you see..."
Clearing her thoughts, Jiang Qingkui asked.
"Hmm, let her come in."
Zhou Wang nodded.
Jiang Qingkui got up, and shortly after, she brought in Lin Ran, who looked slightly apprehensive, and then she left.
"Mr. Zhou!"
Unlike the scene from the night before last, there were only two of them in the office now. Lin Ran was noticeably more restrained, immediately bowing deeply to Zhou Wang, her silk shirt collar pure white.
"Ahem, sit down."
Zhou Wang cleared his throat and pointed to the opposite side of the tea table.
"Mr. Zhou, you called for me, what’s the matter?"
"Oh, it’s nothing much. I’m planning to start my own short video account and need someone to help me manage and maintain it..."
"Mhm...huh?!"
Lin Ran initially responded instinctively, then looked up in surprise.
"Although you’re an agent, you’re clear about operations, too, right? I’ve heard that your work behind your account’s growth from tens of thousands of followers to 7 million is indispensable."
Zhou Wang smiled, "I’m not too familiar with other company folks. Do you want to give it a try?"
"I... Mr. Zhou, this... is so sudden, I’m definitely willing, but I’m worried I won’t meet your expectations."
Lin Ran initially stammered with excitement, but quickly, she feared Zhou Wang would misunderstand and miss the opportunity, nodding eagerly.
"No need to feel pressured; just consider it a trial. Feel free to experiment. If there’s anything uncertain, we can discuss it."
Zhou Wang chuckled, "We’ll try it for a while first. If it works out, I’ll formalize a contract with you."
"Then, Mr. Zhou, do you have any requirements?"
Lin Ran took a deep breath, asking.
"Firstly, I’m not doing live streams or selling products. You can temporarily treat this account as my personal one, for sharing bits here and there. There might be commercial considerations down the line, but that’s for the future."
Zhou Wang tapped his fingers on the tea table as he thought aloud, "My only requirement is rapid follower growth. The target audience doesn’t need to be fixed, but they have to be real followers... even if they’re haters."
"Okay, Mr. Zhou, I’ve taken note."
Although slightly puzzled, Lin Ran didn’t express doubt, just nodded.
"As for your compensation, I can’t promise job grade or wages, as that’s a corporate consideration, but I can provide an additional personal bonus for you."
Zhou Wang pondered, "How about a dollar per follower?"
"Ah, Mr. Zhou, that’s too generous. I can’t accept it!"
Startled, Lin Ran quickly waved her hands.
For no-name amateurs, a dollar per follower isn’t so outrageous. In this era, plenty are willing to pay a high price to gain popularity.
But given Zhou Wang’s conditions and existing buzz, Lin Ran couldn’t guarantee millions of followers, but three to five hundred thousand could surely be achieved easily.