The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 1355 - 525: "The Superior" (Part 2)

The driver of one of the two Mercedes S-Class cars at the back also stepped forward at this time, accompanied by several men in black suits behind him, respectfully greeting Zhou Wang:

"Hello Mr. Zhou, President Mu sent us here to follow all your instructions."

Upon hearing the mention of "President Mu" from the driver, Zhou Wang’s previous suspicions were confirmed. He nodded, spoke no more, letting the girls get into the business car while he leaned against the side of the car and started smoking quietly.

"Brother..."

At this time, Su Yajing called him softly from the car window.

Zhou Wang turned around, and saw Su Yajing showing her phone, saying quietly, "The refund and deposit have been received, and he also transferred the car fare back to me..."

This result was within expectations, Zhou Wang responded with a sound indicating he was aware.

Not long after, accompanied by footsteps, Huang Duming and the man known as "Mr. Biao" walked out of the corridor.

Seeing Zhou Wang still waiting there, Mr. Biao quickly took a few steps forward, came to Zhou Wang, and then pulled out a bulging envelope from behind, respectfully handing it over with both hands.

"Mr. Zhou, mission accomplished!"

"What is this..."

Zhou Wang noticed the envelope was filled with money, raising his eyebrows in surprise, as the room charges and deposit had already been refunded to Su Yajing.

"There’s ten thousand in the envelope, compensation from Boss Chen to all of you, for the time Mr. Zhou wasted. Please forgive us."

Mr. Biao explained.

Zhou Wang stared at the man for a few moments without taking the envelope, just turned and waved to Huang Duming.

"Mr. Zhou?"

"Transfer fifty thousand to Mr. Biao as thanks..."

"Mr. Zhou, I wouldn’t dare take your money. You’re a friend of President Mu, which makes you my great benefactor!"

Mr. Biao was taken aback, then hurriedly spoke in fear and trepidation, "Also, please just call me ’Biao’. "

"Take it, it’s what you deserve."

Zhou Wang didn’t say much, just smiled.

Seeing Zhou Wang’s insistence, Mr. Biao sighed helplessly inside.

He knew Zhou Wang just wanted to resolve this with "money," not really owe him a favor.

But it was just a wishful thought anyway. Though Mr. Zhou looked young, being valued by someone like Mr. Mu already proved his extraordinary nature, how could he make the kind of low-level mistakes typical of inexperienced youngsters?

Soon, Mr. Biao collected his thoughts, cupped his hands:

"Then thank you, Mr. Zhou... Should you need anything from me in Peng City, just speak up. I do have some connections here..."

Zhou Wang nodded slightly, and Mr. Biao didn’t continue to pester him, exchanged contact information with Huang Duming, nodded at the Mercedes driver, and quietly left.

Not until now did Zhou Wang’s expression turn suddenly cold after only being surrounded by his own people.

Upon seeing Zhou Wang’s expression, Huang Duming’s heart skipped a beat and he quickly spoke nervously:

"Mr. Zhou..."

"Who allowed you to contact President Mu without permission?"

The so-called "President Mu" was actually the mysterious real owner behind Magic City Building No. 9 Club, whom Zhou Wang hadn’t met yet, to the extent he wasn’t even sure of the full name of "President Mu".

But even though they hadn’t met, they have had numerous interactions through intermediaries.

As Deputy Manager of Public Relations at Building No. 9 Club, Old Ma’s treatment and regard for Zhou Wang came from the owner’s attitude, including the almost-customized private Room 606 for Zhou Wang, all authorized by him.

Hearing the Mercedes driver mention "President Mu," Zhou Wang knew where Mr. Biao was from.

Because among the three clubs established by President Mu in different cities, the Hang City Club and Magic City Club were opened later from a timeline perspective, with Peng City Club being President Mu’s initial "base camp."

In other words, Peng City was where President Mu rose to power; his influence here must run deep.

This was evident from the local figure "Mr. Biao."

In Guangfu, a place where clan connections were extremely tight-knit, the "President Mu," who could command such local figures, must have far more power than others imagined.

But even if for President Mu it was possibly effortless, it wasn’t a reason for Huang Duming to have asked President Mu to come forward to solve the matter without consultation.

"Mr. Zhou, sorry, it’s just during the collaboration talks, I was in touch with President Mu’s assistant when you gave me instructions, so I mentioned this matter to his assistant, thinking... it would be simpler this way..."

The collaboration mentioned by Huang Duming stemmed from the introduction made by Old Ma in Magic City earlier regarding the cooperation between Building No. 9 Club and Wangyuan Commerce, a deal Zhou Wang was almost certain Nine Building was interested in because of the potential of the "Little Blue Bottle," sparking repeated courtesies towards him.

This time Huang Duming followed Zhou Wang south, not just to scout factory sites in the south, but also to discuss cooperation with the Peng City Club of Building No. 9.

"Simple?"

Zhou Wang said coldly, "Did you ever think about what impression this would create at President Mu’s end on my first day in Peng City, seeking his help to deal with just a small local B&B owner?"

"I..."

Huang Duming was instantly drenched in sweat.

This was indeed an angle he didn’t consider.

At this moment, Huang Duming was extremely remorseful.

Perhaps everything had been going too smoothly following Zhou Wang, particularly in the time alone in Beidou after Zhou Wang’s departure, as his proxy in Beidou, calling it "glory unlimited" wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Furthermore, leveraging the "force" Zhou Wang accumulated in Beidou, everything he did seemed to go smoothly, perhaps this smoothness led him to choose the easiest solution the moment Zhou Wang asked to solve a problem.

And he knew President Mu would surely extend Zhou Wang this favor.

"I think you’ve grown a bit arrogant."

Zhou Wang finally said lightly, turning to instruct Xiao Wang: "Give them a little tea money, have them pass on the message, saying thanks to President Mu’s goodwill, I’ll personally extend my gratitude later..."

Xiao Wang understood and immediately went to find the Mercedes driver who was still waiting.

As for Zhou Wang, he didn’t spare another glance at the crestfallen Huang Duming and got into the business car, instructing: "Drive."

As the driver Xiao Si started the vehicle, soon, following Xiao Wang’s second business car also started.

Only a disheartened Huang Duming remained standing at the entrance of this old community, a bit bewildered.

Su Yajing glanced through the rearview mirror, feeling somewhat compassionate as it was Huang Duming who picked and dropped her in Beidou, she quietly asked:

"Brother, are we just leaving Assistant Huang here? Or... are you planning to let him go?"

Zhou Wang’s previously tense face relaxed a bit, he shook his head and said: "I wouldn’t go that far, the ancient wisdom says ’Matters shouldn’t be repeated thrice.’ Maybe three chances are exaggerated, but I will definitely give him one chance..."

"Brother, are you doing it on purpose?"

In a relaxed environment, Su Yajing’s cleverness seemed to emerge again as a sly sparkle flash across her eyes, "I always feel, no matter how he resolves this trouble, you would find a reason to fault him..."

"You figured it out?"

Zhou Wang looked at Su Yajing with some surprise.

He was indeed intentional.

Even with Huang Duming handling things perfectly, Zhou Wang would nitpick, one way or another, ensuring Huang Duming wouldn’t feel comfortable...

The root cause was naturally from having caught some "rumors" originating from Beidou.

Regardless of whether Huang Duming was complacent or not, Zhou Wang had to admonish him.

Whether Zhou Wang liked it or not... this was the wisdom a ’higher-up’ must master.