"Qingkui, hello, we meet again."
Ignoring Zhang Zhiyuan’s complex thoughts, Zhang Shihao chatted with Zhou Wang for a bit before specifically greeting Jiang Qingkui again.
This scene left Shao Xiaoqi and the others momentarily stunned.
They had to be cautious about their attitude towards Jiang Qingkui because subconsciously, they believed that Zhou Wang’s "secretary" was probably more accurately termed as his "lover."
But a person of Zhang Shihao’s status clearly did not need to worry about such things.
"Mr. Zhang, hello."
Jiang Qingkui, who had already met Zhang Shihao once at the company, was similarly impressed by him and hurriedly returned the greeting with a smile.
"In my life, the people I admire the most are you impressive scholars, just like our old man. It’s a pity that the younger generation of the Zhang Family is not up to par. Sigh, if someone could become a top scorer in the college entrance exam, the Zhang Group would absolutely be handed over to them to inherit, and we would all have to step aside!"
After learning about Jiang Qingkui’s educational background, Zhang Shihao was incredibly envious of Zhou Wang.
To him, Jiang Qingkui’s beauty was secondary; after all, beauty is only a relatively scarce resource. But combining a Ph.D. from Harvard and a top scorer in the college entrance exam made her truly one of a kind.
Having such a remarkable talent as a personal secretary, regardless of actual ability, the status alone was enough to elevate one’s prestige!
Top scorer in the college entrance exam?
Shao Xiaoqi and Guo Bing both changed their expressions, a look of admiration from academic underachievers.
Zhang Zhiyuan snapped back to reality, equally surprised once more.
Having experienced nine years of compulsory education’s torment, who wouldn’t recognize the value of a top scorer in the college entrance exam?
At this level, it wasn’t something one could achieve through simple hard work. Setting aside family background and external advantages, someone like Jiang Qingkui was truly heaven’s favorite...
"Come on, brother, come inside, let Mr. Luo introduce you to the other shareholders..."
As Zhang Shihao called out to Zhou Wang and was about to head inside, Zhang Zhiyuan silently held him back.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Shihao looked at Zhang Zhiyuan in confusion.
"Second uncle, why... why are you treating Zhou Wang as an equal? He’s my friend!"
Zhang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment but couldn’t help expressing his thoughts in a low voice.
Zhang Shihao glanced sideways at Zhang Zhiyuan: "Let me ask you, what is my status?"
"Ah?" Zhang Zhiyuan was taken aback, "You... you’re Wuyou’s boss!"
"And Zhou Wang?"
"He’s a shareholder and supervisor at Wuyou..."
"So you think I should treat him as a junior?"
Faced with Zhang Shihao’s retort, Zhang Zhiyuan was momentarily speechless. He understood the logic, but he just couldn’t accept it!
"And there’s one more thing you got wrong." Zhang Shihao spoke expressionlessly at this point.
"What?" Zhang Zhiyuan instinctively looked up.
"Zhou Wang is not your friend, at least not in front of me."
After patting Zhang Zhiyuan on the shoulder with a meaningful look, Zhang Shihao entered the private room.
It took Zhang Zhiyuan quite a while to roughly understand his second uncle’s meaning, his expression abruptly changed...
No way, second uncle, are you really telling me to call Zhou Wang "uncle"?
...
Publicly, BSK had a total of 22 shareholders.
For this gathering, all 22 shareholders showed up.
Yes, even Zhou Wang didn’t expect everyone to come so completely.
Typically, not even a formal shareholders meeting could gather everyone, let alone a privately organized event like this.
"In fact, when BSK was first established, the idea wasn’t to make a lot of money from the bar, but to have a platform where everyone could play together and have a connection for shared resources, similar to a private banking club..."
To this, Luo Meiling laughed and said, "For gatherings like today, there’s nothing important, but instead, no one would miss it."
Upon hearing Luo Meiling’s whispered explanation, Zhou Wang had a sudden realization.
Indeed, aside from the Magic City store manager who became a shareholder due to operational involvement, the others generally had their own industries, and BSK was not a major part of their personal asset portfolios.
Even Pi You, a social media influencer, had other income sources. According to public advertising income and revenue from live sales, in just the past three months, Pi You’s personal income reached 20 million, and that was just on the surface...
Of course, whatever the initial intention of the original shareholders when they founded BSK, now that the brand’s name had been established, its money-making capability was likewise impressive; even the single Magic City store had a monthly net profit of over 2 million.
Though the Magic City store was an exception, nationwide, with so many stores, the annual revenue summed up to the billion-dollar unit, which was terrifying in the bar industry.
However, because it was still an expansion phase, the profit available for dividends wouldn’t be much. Regarding the periodic financial report sent by Luo Meiling earlier, Zhou Wang merely gave it a glance before passing it on to Xu Wenqian, not paying much attention.
Under Luo Meiling’s guidance, Zhou Wang exchanged greetings and jokes with the arriving shareholders, followed by adding them as friends.
Zhou Wang used to be quite resistant to such formalities, especially with this many people. Engaging in conversations one by one was truly exhausting...
But somehow, Zhou Wang felt extraordinarily relaxed today and even quite enjoyed the process.
It wasn’t until Li Chen and Pi You, who were only small shareholders in BSK, finally found a chance to toast him, that Zhou Wang, seeing the once unreachable TV stars now appearing slightly reserved in his presence, suddenly came to a realization—