"There’s no need, did Secretary Chen forget that two months ago I was still living here every day, I can still find the parking lot..."
Upon hearing Zhou Wang’s joking refusal, Ni Hong, who had harbored a bit of expectation, felt her eyes dim completely.
This was still the first time she was so proactive with the opposite sex, almost to the point of stripping herself to lie on the other person’s bed.
In school, she was the ice goddess adored by countless teachers and students, yet it seemed she did not hold much attraction for Zhou Wang...
Watching Zhou Wang and Jiang Qingkui leave one after another, Ni Hong felt a deep melancholy within, sighing gently.
...
"Qingkui, how is the charity foundation coming along?"
The melodious piano music filled the cabin of the Mercedes G63, as Zhou Wang leaned slightly against the backseat with his eyes closed to relax, suddenly speaking.
When Zhou Wang started speaking, Miao Ying fiddled with her fingers, turning down the music volume a bit.
Jiang Qingkui, who had been somewhat lost in thought gazing at the city night scene out the window, heard this, brought her mind back, and said, "Only the last civil affairs procedure is left. In the past two days, Wenxi has been running these audits in Magic City. If fast, all procedures should be completed by next week and officially listed."
"Hmm..."
Zhou Wang responded, though he was pondering.
With the 100 million special donation fund obtained through [Aike’s Time Gift Package], there was still over eighty million left. If he donated thirty million more to Cai University, it would leave about sixty million.
Sixty million sounds like a lot, but if it’s only spent without generating income, it won’t last long.
After all, the foundation also needed to rent office space, hire office staff, and find a qualified manager through a headhunting company, or Zhou Wang would have to use another [resume].
These are unavoidable expenses, and after establishing the foundation, the pressing issue was how to get the charity foundation running in a healthy cycle.
Zhou Wang had been exploring this area’s strategies recently, having come up with some ideas but not entirely figured them out.
"Mr. Zhou, Wenxi and I have fairly consistent thoughts. Although you established the foundation, it certainly needs to absorb donations through various channels to continue healthily. I think the first step is to host a charity gala when the foundation is listed to expand its influence..."
"Will it be held in Magic City?"
Zhou Wang nodded, as this was indeed one way.
"Yes, Magic City is certainly the most suitable location, gathering the wealthiest circles of Huaxia. As long as the charity gala can be hosted smoothly, the ’Wang Foundation’ would gain a reputation..."
"Do you and Qianqian really have no other ideas for the foundation’s name?"
Hearing Jiang Qingkui mention the charity foundation’s name, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but cock an eyebrow.
Looking at his investments, like the "Dianwang Club" and "Wangzhou Culture," already had some personal idolization connotations. The naming of this "Wang Foundation" still made the young man in his early twenties feel a bit embarrassed.
"Mr. Zhou, Wenxi and I both think ’Wang Foundation’ is the most suitable. Just like you once said, wealth without social status and corresponding reputation is just a castle in the sky. Naming the foundation this way also considers how to help you personally build a reputation."
Jiang Qingkui said seriously, "When the foundation’s operations mature, Wenxi and I plan to help you apply for the ’Huaxia Charity List’ to win some awards."
"Alright."
Zhou Wang could only nod reluctantly.
"However, Mr. Zhou, there are quite a few issues with hosting this charity gala now..."
"For example?"
Zhou Wang was taken aback.
"The application procedure is secondary. The biggest problem is that we lack the necessary connections in Magic City and may face resistance from some local circles."
Jiang Qingkui mentioned this topic with slight helplessness, "Therefore, Wenxi and I are discussing whether to change the charity gala location to Hang City. After all, you have already established a foothold there, with Mr. Zhang and others’ support..."
Zhou Wang thought briefly before asking, "If it’s held in Hang City, the effect would be much worse, right?"
"Yes, we can only use some other means to make up for the influence gap..."
"Forget it, just do it in Magic City."
Zhou Wang interrupted Jiang Qingkui, "If there are any issues at that time, I’ll handle them."
Jiang Qingkui was slightly startled, though she didn’t know where Zhou Wang’s confidence came from, she still nodded in agreement.
"The charity gala should be held in early October, and I’ll let you know once the schedule is finalized."
"Have you bought the ticket to Beidou?"
"Yes, it’s a flight a week from now."
...
At half-past ten in the evening, Zhou Wang returned to "Spring Eye."
After taking the elevator upstairs, Chen Mei came forward to help Zhou Wang with his coat, and Jiang Qingkui was stretching out, about to go to her room for a bath and facial, when she suddenly heard Zhou Wang say unexpectedly,
"Qingkui, come to my room later."
"Hmm?"
An astonished Jiang Qingkui lifted her head as Zhou Wang was already heading upstairs, not giving her a chance to ask further.
This person... What does he want me to do in his room?
Jiang Qingkui’s heart began to pound rapidly.
She had also drunk a little alcohol earlier, and now with a faint flush on her skin, she was stunningly beautiful, leaving Chen Mei envious alongside.
Once, she too was so youthful and radiant...
But according to her cousin Chen Shu, Mr. Zhou apparently doesn’t dislike mature women either.
Chen Mei returned to her senses, seeing that Jiang Qingkui had also gone upstairs, Miao Ying had returned to her room, and she adjusted the room temperature and lighting, then instructed via intercom for all property staff not to go upstairs tonight before returning quietly to her room.
...
On the other side, Jiang Qingkui looked at her reflection in the dressing mirror, feeling incredibly conflicted.
Her main point of contention was that because she was unsure of Zhou Wang’s intention for calling her over, should she...
Should she touch up her makeup or change her clothes?
The color of this lipstick didn’t seem quite right either, appearing too flashy at night...
A suddenly alarmed Jiang Qingkui snapped out of her thoughts, realizing that wasn’t right!
Since when... had she become so concerned with appearances?
This wasn’t like her at all.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Qingkui abandoned those needless thoughts, deciding to go see Zhou Wang as she was.
Calmly, she thought about it, while Zhou Wang often told dirty jokes and liked to take small advantages, he hadn’t really gone too far.
If he was looking for her, it was likely for something proper to discuss, right?
Thinking this, Jiang Qingkui felt increasingly convinced that was the truth.
Nonetheless, before leaving, Jiang Qingkui hesitated, eventually changing to another lipstick, applying a light layer, and seeing her balanced and coordinated face in the mirror under the dim light, she finally stepped out of the room.
...
In the master bedroom, Zhou Wang, wearing a light nightgown, poured himself a glass of soda water, then sat on the sofa.
His gaze gradually became unfocused, and his consciousness sank into the system interface.
...
[Resume—Jiang Qingkui]
...
"Special Note: Her underlying personality has never been conformist, and she has long been weary of a life with no surprises in sight. Although at this stage, she can’t achieve a different lifestyle through entrepreneurship, the vibrancy of life doesn’t solely come from startups. Being brave to try new things and learning to view life from different perspectives isn’t a bad start either..."
(Editable Times: 2)
Staring at the "Special Note" for a while, Zhou Wang pondered slightly, clicked the "Edit" option, and started typing, continuing from before:
"Discovering unique joy in new experiences, Jiang Qingkui seemed to have opened a door to a new world. She began to develop an uncontrollable curiosity about untouched new fields. She feared yet longed for them..."