Wang Ruixi’s voice wasn’t loud, but it reverberated like thunder, exploding in Liao Jianli’s heart.
He was... He was?
What does it mean, what on earth does it mean!
The ultimate shock and a sudden surge of fear engulfed Liao Jianli at this moment.
"You heard it, my wife said... no forgiveness."
Zhou Wang looked at Wang Ruixi and received a slight nod in return.
Zhou Wang didn’t know Wang Ruixi well enough; he was unsure whether Wang Ruixi could handle it, but at this moment, he chose to trust him.
If Wang Ruixi couldn’t do it, then he would use [Greyfores’s Beret].
I’ve got a trump card!
Zhou Wang’s thought process was just that simple.
After speaking, in full view of everyone, Zhou Wang had already taken Jiang Mo’s hand and turned to leave the restaurant.
After just a few steps, Zhou Wang suddenly remembered something. He stopped and turned to look at the slightly unresponsive Qu Jie and Wang Feiyu, then nodded his chin toward them.
"Hey!"
"Actually, you could have called me ’uncle’..."
"?
Zhou Wang shook his head and, with a final remark, he was already leading Jiang Mo towards the restaurant doorway amidst Qu Jie and Wang Feiyu’s bewildered gaze.
The corridor was crowded, and at the entrance to the restaurant, Vice Director Zhou from Huaxia TV stood there.
Zhou Wang noticed him because the way he looked at Zhou was peculiar, so Zhou Wang gave him a glance as well.
That glance made Vice Director Zhou instinctively lower his head, but as he fully saw Zhou Wang’s face, waves of shock surged within him—
About a year and a half ago, back when Director Zhou wasn’t yet a director and was working in some external department, he secretly participated in a project coded "Wu Guang."
The term "Wu Guang" originated from an ancient Taoist text called "Dun Jia Zhong Jing," where the original text is:
"Avoid the troubled world, disappear into famous mountains, so that no worries or illnesses arise, take the Ding Mao day of the Upper Jinin, this is called the time of Yin virtue, also known as Heavenly Heart, it allows one to be hidden, as the saying goes daylight in the depths of the land, the sun and moon are without light, humans and ghosts cannot see."
Director Zhou didn’t know the full content of the plan, as with his rank, he was only responsible for a few minor parts.
However, this didn’t prevent Director Zhou from knowing who the protagonist of that plan was. He didn’t actually know Zhou Wang’s name until now, seeing the young man who had only appeared in documents, his memory began to overlap with reality...
And Wang Ruixi was one of the hosts of the "Wu Guang" plan.
It was also because of the smooth conclusion of the plan that Director Zhou was promoted without a hitch, though he was transferred from his original department, but still fulfilled his wish to come to Huaxia TV, a place he desired in his youth.
Upon realizing Zhou Wang was the young man from the plan, and combined with his brief exchange with Wang Ruixi, Vice Director Zhou began to step back as he became aware...
He knew he couldn’t stay here any longer.
Looking up, someone like a vice-chairman of the Beidou Business Federation had already left before him, already stepping into the hall.
"Old fox!"
He cursed under his breath, and before leaving, Vice Director Zhou thought for a moment, and nudged Director Jin Lu beside him, who was quietly discussing something with Qi Lingtong, then gestured for them to "leave."
...
Wang Yaolong and Cao Meijuan didn’t feel it as clearly as Liao Jianli did. While they were still confused, Liao Jianli, whose expression changed dramatically, looked at Wang Ruixi:
"Mr. Wang, I, I don’t understand, what exactly are you and Mr. Zhou..."
Wang Yaolong and Cao Meijuan were somewhat surprised. For all of Liao Jianli’s composure, he actually stuttered for a moment.
What happened to him?
Wang Ruixi had been watching as Zhou Wang disappeared through the side door of the restaurant, then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Liao Jianli.
"Mr. Zhou is my friend... a very good friend."
This sentence sounded strange, making Wang Yaolong and Cao Meijuan feel baffled—
No way, Mr. Wang, since you and Zhou Wang are friends, why didn’t you say so earlier?
Only Liao Jianli had cold sweat beading on his forehead.
At this moment, his memory seemed to return to a year ago, when Qiangsheng Real Estate was on the brink due to a financial crisis, and the desperate Liao Jianli even entertained thoughts of suicide.
Until one day, Wang Ruixi sat in front of the drunkenly lost Liao Jianli in a small bar.
"I can help you."
Wang Ruixi handed a business card printed with "Cloud Trust" in bold characters in front of Liao Jianli, saying.
A year later, Qiangsheng Real Estate was revived and even became one of the well-known real estate groups in the Beidou Territory.
Reflecting on this process now, it seemed like a dream, because everything went so smoothly.
The seemingly omnipotent methods exhibited by "Cloud Trust" made Liao Jianli revere it as a deity from then on.
That day, he had also asked Wang Ruixi why he helped him, and at that time, Wang Ruixi merely smiled, tapped his glass against his, and asked:
"You are from Yunan Province, aren’t you?"
"Yes..."
"That’s enough."
"Huh?"
"My big boss is also from Yunan Province, let’s just say... making a friend."
Back then, Liao Jianli only thought Wang Ruixi was joking, so he didn’t dwell on it. After a year, the details of that conversation had long blurred, until now, upon hearing the word "friend," he suddenly remembered this forgotten dialogue.
Wait a minute!
The owner of Cloud Trust is from Yunan Province... Zhou Wang is also from Yunan Province... Could it be... Zhou Wang is a descendant or relative of the Cloud Trust boss?
This would also easily explain Zhou Wang’s "rags-to-riches" success story, which was the only thing he was curious about regarding this young man...
With the sudden recollection, painfully dispelling the fog, Liao Jianli suddenly realized something and his face changed dramatically.
What foolish thing had he just done!
But to one side, Cao Meijuan and Wang Yaolong obviously couldn’t know his inner turmoil, they still couldn’t figure out why Liao Jianli suddenly started "face-changing" like a Sichuan opera.
"Mr. Wang, it turns out you and Mr. Zhou are also friends, then this incident... Old Liao, how could you just let Mr. Zhou leave like that?"
Cao Meijuan’s mind worked a bit faster, she figured Liao Jianli must be embarrassed, so she quickly smiled and tried to diffuse the tension, "Old Liao, hurry and get Mr. Zhou back, I’ll get Xiao Yu and the others to toast Mr. Zhou and resolve the misunderstanding earlier!"
"That’s how it should be... Xiao Jie, why are you still standing there, go get the kitchen to prepare a fresh table, and bring out a bottle of E.Me Mouton!"
Wang Yaolong hurriedly echoed with a smile.
To one side, Qu Jie was a bit disgruntled, why was it us who had to toast Zhou Wang?
But this change obviously came from Wang Ruixi, so Qu Jie dared not show anything and could only comply, quickly going to find the restaurant manager.
Meanwhile, Lele, unaware, merely dragged Sisi back to the still-stunned Liao Jianli, muttering, "Brother Liao, do we really have to apologize to that Zhou Wang, can’t we leave first, I want to take Sisi to the hospital to see..."
Smack!
"Ah!"
Lele was stunned by the sudden slap from Liao Jianli, and her face started to bleed, but holding her face, Lele didn’t dare cry out, because she had never seen such a menacing expression on Liao Jianli’s face.
The usually suave and refined businessman, in this moment, glared at her viciously, seeming as if he wanted to peel her skin and eat her alive...
After a bit of venting, Liao Jianli couldn’t be bothered to argue with this contemptible woman, he quickly plastered on a smile more unpleasant than crying, looking at Wang Ruixi.
"Mr. Wang, uh, could we, could we discuss this again..."
"Wait here."
Wang Ruixi simply said calmly, then walked to a nearby table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
He fished inside his pocket, and in that moment, he who claimed not to smoke, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep drag.
The swirling smoke seemed to deepen Wang Ruixi’s features, as if it were an illusion of the group, and even the lighting in the restaurant seemed to dim significantly.
After smoking a few puffs, Wang Ruixi glanced at Liao Jianli, whose expression couldn’t hide his panic, and softly reassured:
"It’s alright, it’s not like... we’ll let you starve to death."