Of course, although intentionally ten minutes late, there were inevitably still discussions in the livestream room, but no matter, just some speculations that could not cause any substantial impact.
...
On the other side, after Zhou Wang sent a message to Wang Xiaoxiao, he continued to browse Douyin.
He didn’t even consider whether Wang Xiaoxiao would refuse; that’s just the confidence of a seasoned pro.
The account he used to send gifts to Wang Xiaoxiao was, of course, a small account; after all, he was somewhat of a public figure, so he had to be mindful of his image. He had dozens of such small accounts, and if he needed more, he could always ask Lin Ran for new ones...
Of course, Zhou Wang didn’t pick this username himself; he was a decent person, so how could he use such a flashy username? It was all Lin Ran’s fault for picking such outrageous accounts...
But I must say, the data push on this account was quite interesting; it was either legs or curves. Zhou Wang watched for over ten minutes, discovering many fascinating new worlds.
The sound of water in the bedroom continued. Jiang Mubai’s work was quite tiring, so she probably sweated a lot. Besides, girls tend to take longer showers, so Zhou Wang wasn’t too rushed, since Wang Xiaoxiao would also need some time to come over.
After thinking for a bit, he switched accounts again and logged into his big account with 189 zeros.
The backend was still flashing with the "99+" red dot; the previous phone-giving video caused quite a stir, and after Zhou Wang’s followers surpassed two million, in just less than a day, it grew by nearly another 200,000.
However, the momentum slowed down at this point; to break through the next million level, he might have to wait for the next viral video.
Of course, as long as Zhou Wang was willing to spend money on benefits, every video was destined to be "viral."
At this stage, however, it needed to slow down a bit. Because of the collaboration, the phones were delivered by Jiuyi Net, and Zhou Wang only needed to pay their internal price. Initially, Jiuyi Net fronted the cost, and Zhou Wang only needed to settle the entire amount within a certain period.
Regarding the internal price, due to confidentiality issues, Zhou Wang couldn’t directly see their agreement with the manufacturers, but anyway, the price given to him was roughly 15% cheaper than the direct sale price.
It wasn’t bad, saving over a million on such a simple calculation from an order worth tens of millions.
It could have been much cheaper if Zhou Wang were willing to endorse them directly...
But Zhou Wang wasn’t really planning to take the artist route, so he refused.
Additionally, there was the company he founded himself, "Wangzhou Travel Department," which, after a month of adjustments, was already on track. Although initially, it only developed some mini-games, it also required quite a substantial investment.
Fortunately, there was still five million in the public account, which was the rent previously collected by Linlan International. Apart from paying salaries, Zhou Wang hardly used it; after Jiang Qingkui reported today, he let Xu Wenqian transfer two million from the public account, which should also sustain it for a while.
After calculating the time, Zhou Wang sent another message to Jiang Qingkui, letting her book a flight to Magic City in advance, but ensuring enough time to sort out staff expansion first.
After tossing about these things, the sound of water from the bathroom almost stopped.
Soon, the bathroom door was pulled open, and Jiang Mubai, who was drying her hair, walked out.
She looked somewhat bashful, but Zhou Wang could tell she was deliberately showing shyness... Though I must say, her outfit today was really top-notch.
Her upper body was the lace blouse she wore at the DJ booth today, and as per Zhou Wang’s request, she wore it as an underlayer, which means the flesh-colored underlayer originally covering her view was removed.
This created a peculiar effect of hazy yet full exposure.
Her waist was smooth, giving a sensation of slightly clasping grabbable feel; further down, the bath towel wrapped around her legs, making it impossible to see what’s inside for a moment, bringing a raw allure.
Feeling the burning gaze from Zhou Wang, Jiang Mubai coyly bit her lip, covering her chest with half-covering hands, "Can you wait for me to blow dry my hair first?"
This was essentially a teasing way of speaking, as Jiang Mubai didn’t care if her hair was dry; after all, she’d probably sweat again later, getting wet sooner or later...
But what Jiang Mubai didn’t expect was, after Zhou Wang glanced at his phone, he actually nodded and got up to leave.
Though baffled by Jiang Mubai, unable to figure it out, she simply turned to dry her hair again...
And out the door, Zhou Wang went downstairs to the entrance, naturally because Wang Xiaoxiao had already arrived.
Helping Wang Xiaoxiao unlock the elevator, after a minute, Zhou Wang opened the armored door just as the elevator door opened, and Wang Xiaoxiao, bundled in a coat, stepped out.
She wasn’t tall, but wearing stilettos, she appeared graceful with a unique beauty.
Her long, straight black hair cascaded down, and her sharp, slightly pointed chin had no makeup yet exuded a moist and fair glow; her simply done eyebrows and lipstick wonderfully complemented her complexion under the warm light, looking like a classical beauty stepping out of a lady’s portrait, captivating Zhou Wang.
Oddly enough, Zhou Wang wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but Wang Xiaoxiao seemed to have enhanced her beauty slightly, looking prettier than before.
Being stared at so intently by Zhou Wang, Wang Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but shyly lower her head, softly calling, "Mr. Zhou..."
"Don’t call me Mr. Zhou at times like this."
Zhou Wang knew she wasn’t acting, so he shook his head and said.
"Uh?"
Wang Xiaoxiao was initially stunned, but she wasn’t fundamentally slow-witted, and since she was not entirely naïve, at that moment, she sensed something from the deep look in the man’s eyes.
Thus, Wang Xiaoxiao bit her lip and mustered the courage to quietly call, "Hus-husband..."
Though it wasn’t exactly what he wanted to hear most, it was still some progress, so Zhou Wang didn’t push her further, just gestured her over, "Come here."
Wang Xiaoxiao, though timid, stepped forward a few steps, and Zhou Wang took her hand as they entered, before turning around and saying:
"Take off your coat; let me see your outfit."
Wang Xiaoxiao’s face immediately turned red, but she obediently unbuttoned her coat.
Seeing Wang Xiaoxiao’s flushed face, Zhou Wang realized he guessed right: there was something underneath that coat.
Actually, the clues were noticeable, as Zhou Wang observed the hem of the coat, wrapped around Wang Xiaoxiao’s lower leg, was a dark purple stocking...
Leaving aside other things, just the color of this stocking was quite something!
Once Wang Xiaoxiao coyly removed her coat, revealing the outfit underneath, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but gulp.
Indeed... it turned out to be some kind of purple-colored battle suit, worn by Wang Xiaoxiao in an unconventional manner, paired solely with a black denim short, sealing it up.
(Outfit reference picture)
Wang Xiaoxiao always had a rather pure type of innocence. Her personality was quite reserved, and the deep-V dress from Night of No Worries was already the most daring outfit of her life.
Now, this slightly alluring set formed an absolute contrast with her inherent temperament, making Zhou Wang’s breath heavy.
Zhou Wang ran his hand over her cheek, then down to her shoulder. Just then, as Wang Xiaoxiao’s body trembled and she instinctively closed her eyes, ready to let Zhou Wang proceed, Zhou Wang suddenly pulled her hand, leading her forward.
"By the way, come with me; I’ll introduce a sister to you."
"Huh?"
Wang Xiaoxiao was momentarily dazed.