The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1172 - 443: Confidants and Bedmates

Zhou Wang and Xu Qing chatted by the coffee table for about twenty minutes.

Bai Feifei stood nearby, holding her bag obediently, although she didn’t show any unusual expressions, she kept moving her ankles involuntarily.

Today, she wore Valentino heels with a red base and nude color, with thin heels as long as 8 centimeters, which accentuated her snow-white, curvaceous long legs, but standing for a long time made her feel pain.

But Bai Feifei couldn’t sit down.

Because Xu Wenqian and Lin Ran were whispering and laughing while standing nearby. They were also in high heels, although their heels weren’t as thin as hers, Bai Feifei just didn’t want to admit defeat at this moment.

One possible reason was that Bai Feifei always felt that the two assistants around Mr. Zhou looked at her strangely.

Maybe it was jealousy, or maybe they despised her from the bottom of their hearts.

The more she felt this way, the more Bai Feifei believed she should present a better image.

... She had won the "Daji Medal" three times during training. Even Li Nuoyi, whom she always regarded as a rival, only won one more than her. Among that cohort, no one could compare to the two of them.

"Alright, Mr. Xu, let’s wrap it up for today. I’m a bit tired."

While Bai Feifei was lost in her thoughts, she finally saw Zhou Wang stand up.

Naturally, Xu Qing prioritized Zhou Wang’s wishes. She also stood up smiling, shook hands with Zhou Wang, and sauntered away contentedly.

After Xu Qing left, Zhou Wang stretched and sensed that this long day was finally about to end.

Oh, wait... it’s not over yet.

Remembering something, Zhou Wang frowned and indicated to Xu Wenqian and the others before sitting down again to start the calling session.

The calls were naturally for those who helped him tonight but were not present in person.

Qiu Zeyu could be more casual, chatting another day. But contacting the big figures like Brother Qiang from Jingbei Mall, Qiu Zeyu’s mother, Zhou Zihan’s father, Young Master Zhang’s second uncle, etc., couldn’t just be done through a message. The calls were necessary.

Additionally, Guo Wangshan and Wang Shang couldn’t be ignored either.

It’s not just about calling, since they were all in Magic City, he even needed to arrange a time for a personal visit to repay this favor.

This is the most basic etiquette.

So Bai Feifei, who thought she could finally sit down and rest, could only widen her innocent eyes and endure a new round of torment...

Over half an hour later, Zhou Wang finally hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t find it annoying...

Many people don’t dislike social obligations; they just hate becoming the cautious party in social dealings.

When this relationship transforms into equality or even being the favored side, the process becomes much easier.

No one can escape these things in life.

"Let’s go... By the way, did any of you eat enough?"

Zhou Wang waved to the three girls at this point and then asked them before leaving.

All three girls nodded, indicating they were not hungry.

Seeing this, Zhou Wang felt embarrassed to admit he hadn’t eaten enough, as he noticed the three girls had been waiting on the side for quite a while.

Forget it, I’ll just eat some midnight snacks later.

With this thought, Zhou Wang stopped worrying and led the three girls, along with Gao Xing and Xiao Wang, towards the door.

Elva, who had been waiting on the steps early, led the restaurant manager, the lobby manager, and other management personnel to respectfully escort Zhou Wang to the entrance of the club, intending for them to recognize Zhou Wang’s face and provide him the best service when he returned.

...

The cold wind blew, causing Zhou Wang to squint slightly and feel a bit dizzy.

He hadn’t drunk excessively, but not too little either; there were seven people at the table, and by the time things happened, four bottles of Moutai and two bottles of wine were opened. Zhou Wang had at least drunk three measures.

He had been suppressing the alcohol effect to handle business earlier, but now it started to surge.

Two vehicles arrived, one driven by Miao Ying in the Aston Martin DBX, another by Xiao Wang’s subordinate in a Mercedes business car.

Here, an awkward situation arose.

Zhou Wang got into the Aston Martin first, but when Bai Feifei tried to follow, she bumped into Lin Ran, who also wanted to open the door and sit inside.

Because Xu Wenqian had been sitting in the front passenger seat on their way here, and Lin Ran was accompanying Zhou Wang in the back, she had this subconscious action.

Lin Ran and Bai Feifei exchanged glances at this moment, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Bai Feifei certainly wanted to sit beside Zhou Wang, so she didn’t want to back down.

For Lin Ran, although she hadn’t had any substantial interaction with Zhou Wang, she considered herself an assistant around him. In her eyes, Bai Feifei might seem glamorous, claiming to be a girl group member, but Lin Ran thought there was no difference between her and a call girl.

Bai Feifei wasn’t wrong; when Lin Ran and Xu Wenqian were chatting earlier, they murmured about her a lot...

If it were Xu Wenqian, Lin Ran would let it go, but not for Bai Feifei; Lin Ran wasn’t willing to back down.