The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1354 - 525: "The Higher-Ups

The owner of the guesthouse was called over again, looking thoroughly confused.

When he heard Zhou Wang, who was sitting on the sofa, requesting a "room cancellation and refund," the owner’s face changed dramatically.

"Are you out of your mind?"

He impatiently cursed in the local dialect and then shouted out.

"San Zi!"

As footsteps echoed, two strong, dark-skinned young men walked over with fierce expressions, standing behind the owner.

"I’ve made myself very clear, you can cancel the room, but you won’t get a penny back. Since you’re treating kindness as ignorance, you can’t stay in this room either. Now get out!"

Su Yajing and the other girls were astonished at the owner’s shamelessness, not only refusing to refund them but also demanding they leave immediately.

But seeing those two menacing young men behind the owner, they didn’t dare to speak up. As for Zhou Wang, who appeared calm, he silently counted down in his mind.

He had already sent a message to Huang Duming in advance. If Huang couldn’t arrive promptly at such a moment, Zhou would need to reassess whether Huang was worth his "focused cultivation."

Fortunately, Huang did not disappoint Zhou.

Just as the guesthouse owner assumed Zhou Wang had "chickened out" and was about to sneer while commanding his two nephews to throw the luggage out, hurried footsteps sounded and Huang Duming arrived.

It was then that the four girls finally witnessed a classic case of "externally tough but internally weak."

The unscrupulous owner, who had been brazenly bullying them to tears, instantly lost his nerve when Huang Duming appeared at the door.

Those accompanying Huang were not Gao Xing, but a lean, unfamiliar man. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

After visiting many places, Zhou Wang realized that each region indeed has characteristic appearances. Despite individual differences, some common facial features apply to most people.

For instance, the man following Huang had a typical diamond-shaped face, slightly prominent cheekbones, a narrow face, thick lips, and sun-kissed skin from years of UV exposure—clearly a typical local from the Guangfu region.

Zhou did not know his name, but the guesthouse owner and his two nephews clearly recognized him. As Huang respectfully nodded at Zhou, all three of their faces changed dramatically, with the owner especially looking unsure and apprehensive.

"Mr. Biao, how come you’re here?"

The owner immediately took out a cigarette to offer to the lean man, his hand noticeably trembling.

"Boss Chen, don’t flatter me. According to the family hierarchy based on the ancestral shrine poems, I should call you ’Uncle.’ If the elders hear you calling me ’Mr. Biao,’ I’ll be disciplined by the family rules."

The man known as "Mr. Biao" waved his hand, smiling as he accepted the cigarette offered by the owner named Chen, but refused to let him light it, speaking calmly.

While fiddling with the cigarette, Zhou Wang vaguely noticed densely colored tattoos on the man’s forearm under his sleeve.

"Yes, indeed, Mr. Biao, uh, Ah Biao, you’re right."

The guesthouse owner quickly replied, stealthily glancing at Huang Duming behind Zhou Wang, swallowing nervously before speaking. "Ah Biao, these guests are your friends, right? I was too abrupt, I will now..."

The lean man raised his hand to stop his words, then respectfully bowed to Zhou Wang.

"Mr. Zhou, please proceed, I won’t dare delay your time. Leave this matter to me."

By now, Zhou Wang had a vague understanding of his identity, and without saying much, he nodded and said, "Sorry for the trouble," before leading the shocked girls out of the room first, leaving only Huang Duming behind.

Once Zhou Wang and his group disappeared down the corridor, the lean man slowly stood up, his smile gradually fading. He stared at Boss Chen, whose face had turned pale, and said blandly:

"Uncle, you’re flattering me again. What am I, how could I be worthy of befriending someone like Mr. Zhou?"

...

Two black Lexus LM business cars and two equally black Mercedes S500L, all with Guangdong plates, stood quietly at the entrance of this old neighborhood.

Three drivers wearing white gloves and seven or eight men in black suits stood by the cars.

Residents passing by couldn’t help but distance themselves, yet couldn’t resist turning back to curiously gaze, wondering why such a luxurious fleet would appear in such a rundown place.

"Could they be filming a short drama?"

Young couples would speculate like this, as in today’s era, such scenes often remind people of the most popular short drama culture.

Many urban hit themes featuring rags-to-riches stories or the return of the ’Dragon King’ have scenes like these.

Zhou Wang, after descending the stairs, paused upon seeing the vehicles.

The two Lexus LMs were rented by Huang Duming before departing for the Magic City. He had informed Zhou in advance that one was for Gao Xing, Xiao Wang, and others, while the other was for use during Huang’s activities in the Guangfu region, as he had official duties.

But the top-tier S-Class Mercedes cars were beyond Zhou Wang’s expectations.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Qi waited near the vehicles. Seeing Zhou Wang approaching with the girls, they hurried over to take their luggage.