"Not Jiang Mo, it’s us."
Wang Ying calmly shook her head.
Yue Yue was taken aback and looked at Wang Ying, confused.
Wang Ying stepped a little closer, staring steadily at Yue Yue.
"Do you know how much the watch on Jiang Mo’s hand costs... Let me tell you, it’s a Patek Philippe, three million. Just this afternoon, Cindy and I watched Zhou Wang buy it for Jiang Mo."
Wang Ying raised her wrist again, letting her Patek Philippe women’s watch catch Yue Yue’s eye, the elegant and bright watch glistening under the light.
"And, weren’t you asking where we bought this watch? That’s right, it’s also a Patek Philippe, a gift from Zhou Wang... It’s not that expensive, you could flip it for about two hundred thousand."
Wang Ying looked at the dumbfounded Yue Yue steadily, "Now do you understand why Momo has the decision power?... If you still don’t get that I’m doing this for your own good, then you don’t have to wait for Momo to decide, you can leave right now."
...
Just across the street, Minzhongshan Old Hotpot, Hujia Mountain Branch.
With an average price of a hundred or so per person, it wasn’t considered upscale cuisine for Zhou Wang these days.
But when it comes to hotpot, you really didn’t need to chase any upscale; it was pointless. Whether it had the taste was the most important.
In fact, if you were eating hotpot in Mountain City, you had to specifically look for those unremarkable little places down the alleys; eat that kind of "mouth-watering pot" or it’s not authentic.
But since they were eating Mountain City hotpot in Beidou, to ensure at least the most basic taste, Zhou Wang still chose a relatively reliable chain store.
Miao Ying drove Zhou Wang and Jiang Mo here, then turned around to pick up Jiang Qingkui from the hotel. Zhou Wang took his upperclassman into this hotpot restaurant and specifically requested a private room.
The restaurant’s decor was average, and the private room quite simple, but the fact that they had private rooms was fortunate. After Zhou Wang explained that he would be ordering at least a thousand yuan’s worth of food, the server, of course, had no complaints.
Ox tripe, duck tongue, spicy beef...
They ordered every specialty dish, with some directly checked for two servings. Zhou Wang later found it a bit tough to reach a thousand yuan, so he ordered a bottle of the restaurant’s most expensive 42-degree Qinghua Fenjiu to hit the price.
The liquor was prepared for Wang Ruixi, so Zhou Wang didn’t care. Once the dishes were served, he invited his upperclassman to dig in.
He really was hungry.
Even at the Western restaurant, there was no opportunity, but in such a hungry state, Zhou Wang simply preferred something spicy, for no other reason than it being appetizing without getting cloying.
But Jiang Mo barely touched her chopsticks, just sat quietly across from him, occasionally helping Zhou Wang dip a slice of ox tripe, but mostly just watching him in silence.
"Second brother, it’s fine, really fine... Hey, what about Beidou... Don’t worry, I won’t act tough. If I really need help, I would definitely rely on you..."
Zhou Wang was still on the phone with Zhang Shihao.
Since Lin Dantong and others were present earlier, Zhou Wang wasn’t surprised how Zhang Shihao got the news. Faced with the care revealed in the other’s words, Zhou Wang felt a bit warmed.
Even if he wasn’t sure how sincere Zhang Shihao was, making the call itself already illustrated the point.
Wuyou Media might not count for much, but Zhang Group was indeed powerful, so between the lines, Zhang Shihao’s confidence was evident.
After exchanging pleasantries and hanging up the phone, Zhou Wang glanced at his cell phone, which still had a few unread messages from Lin Dantong and Wang Xiaoxiao.
At the time, he didn’t notice their reactions, and it wasn’t important now anyway, but Wang Xiaoxiao’s message had attached a hotel’s address and room number at the end.
Zhou Wang smacked his lips. Adding Jiang Mubai’s, it meant he had two options to "grace" tonight...
Jiang Mubai was still quite decent. Although Zhou Wang only saw her warning message after leaving, it at least showed she was indeed on his side.
At the time, she didn’t know Wang Ruixi would help him. In Jiang Mubai’s eyes, he belonged to the "weak side," so her act was particularly valuable.
After a brief thank you, Zhou Wang put away his phone and looked at Jiang Mo helplessly, "Senior, does my face secrete adrenaline?"
"Hmm?"
Jiang Mo was puzzled.
"Then how could just looking at me make you full?"
Zhou Wang laughed then.
Unfortunately, Jiang Mo couldn’t get Zhou Wang’s "advanced cold joke," just blinking blankly before shaking her head, "I’m not hungry..."
"Okay, but by the way... Senior, your courage seems to have suddenly increased a lot?"
Zhou Wang asked seriously.
Before, although Jiang Mo would gaze at him too, she used to shy away from time to time, unlike now, when she stared straight at him unwaveringly. This was usually something only Su Yajing could manage.
This change seemed to have started at some point today, though not at the Western restaurant, leaving Zhou Wang unsure of the precise moment.
"Would you not like it?"
Jiang Mo pursed her lips slightly, then asked.
Zhou Wang was about to answer when he sensed something. Turning his head, he saw a man in a suit appear at the private room door... Wang Ruixi’s bodyguard.
After nodding at Zhou Wang, the man’s silhouette vanished, followed shortly by a slightly travel-weary Wang Ruixi appearing at the private room door.
Zhou Wang couldn’t bother with romantic chit-chat with his senior. His expression turned serious.
Without a surprise, the test of his Hidden Round had just truly begun...