The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Anyone who rises from humble beginnings to achieve immense success in any field has their own extraordinary qualities.

And someone like Tong Jingcheng, who succeeded at a young age, indicates that his exceptional qualities are more than just one.

Take his widely known "Pick-Up Art" as an example. Regardless of how relevant his teachings are to everyone, the fact that he articulates them so clearly at least proves...

He had a strong ability to observe and communicate, making him a textbook case of "high emotional intelligence."

So when Zhou Wang showed up, while Huang Dapeng was still wondering, "Who’s this dude?" Tong Jingcheng immediately sensed something was off.

First, Zhou Wang’s demeanor was anything but ordinary, and the presence of those two bodyguards behind him suggested he was someone of stature. The visible change in the expressions of the on-duty manager and other security further confirmed this...

But all that was still understandable. What was truly absurd were the reactions of Guo Bing and Shao Xiaoqi.

Others might not have noticed, but Tong Jingcheng did.

Guo Bing and Shao Xiaoqi first had a ’seen-a-ghost’ expression, then after exchanging glances, they simultaneously turned their heads, quietly shifting toward the other side of the booth, as if trying to vanish in silence...

The moment Guo Bing saw Zhou Wang, he felt like he hadn’t gotten drunk after drinking all night, but now, he felt like throwing up.

Damn it!

Ever since returning from Ming City last time, Guo Bing had been attending classes diligently. Just today, just today alone, he sneaked out and, for safety reasons, he came to Hang City to have fun, not daring to stay in Magic City...

And yet he still ran into Zhou Wang?

Compared to being caught by his dad, it was no better. No, wait, running into Zhou Wang was worse, better to be caught by the old man!

Guo Bing could only hope Zhou Wang hadn’t noticed him, but Murphy’s Law immediately told him that this was just wishful thinking...

"Hey, nephew, where are you all headed?"

As Zhou Wang looked over with a smile, Guo Bing and Shao Xiaoqi froze instantly. Zhou Wang’s call also shifted everyone’s attention over.

Nephew?

Who was Zhou Wang calling...

Everyone looked bewildered.

Until Guo Bing looked up viciously, "Zhou Wang, don’t call me that. Who’s your nephew!"

What the... Was Zhou Wang calling Guo Bing?

Everyone was stunned, thinking this couldn’t be. In the well-hidden circles of Magic City heirs, Guo Bing was a notable persona. How could he be Zhou Wang’s junior...

"Good thing I’m about to head to Magic City. Your dad told me to give him a call before I leave. Seeing you reminded me of that..."

Zhou Wang ignored Guo Bing’s fierce expression, just tapped his head and pulled out his phone.

"...Uncle, forget it."

Guo Bing deflated immediately, muttering softly.

If Guo Wangshan found out he was out fooling around again, he might not even get to stay in school, at least be grounded at home for two months.

Even though Guo Bing’s voice was low, quite a few people heard it, and at that moment, everyone’s expressions became extraordinary.

"Uh, what did you say?"

But Zhou Wang, this cunning guy, pretended to clean his ears, indicating it was too noisy and he heard nothing.

"I said... Uncle Zhou, forget it!"

Guo Bing seemingly figured it out and shouted decisively again.

"Ah, it’s indeed not a good time to disturb him since Brother Guo might be asleep at this hour."

Zhou Wang responded, immediately putting his phone away again.

Guo Bing’s mouth twitched. So, you realized it was already past midnight...

But he didn’t doubt at all that if he hadn’t said that, Zhou Wang would definitely make the call.

"So what if he’s younger than you? If, at this age, you could start from scratch and become a Billionaire, quietly securing 30% of Jia Hui International’s shares, I’d call you uncle too!"

Guo Bing could still recall that scolding from Guo Wangshan when he returned to Magic City and yet again talked about Zhou Wang.

"Jia Hui International? Isn’t that controlled by a consortium from Hong Kong? How could Zhou Wang..."

While Guo Bing was useless academically, he wasn’t completely indifferent to business matters.

At the very least, he remembered that when Jia Hui International settled in Magic City, his old man had wanted to participate in the project. Later, knowing Jia Hui International was fully owned by a private equity fund from Hong Kong, he gave up on the idea.

As Guo Wangshan put it, different circles couldn’t be forced together. He couldn’t get in.

And yet Zhou Wang managed...

At this point, others gradually came to realize from the brief exchange between Zhou Wang and Guo Bing, that Zhou Wang indeed knew Guo Bing’s father, and as... equals.

Their view of Zhou Wang shifted again.

Who on earth was this amazing guy?

Of course, no matter how oblivious Huang Dapeng was, he realized Zhou Wang was a formidable force. He quickly had his female companion apologize to Cheng Yiyi. He also stepped forward, shaking hands with Song Rui, who looked a bit flattered.

"Sorry, brother, my tone was not great earlier. That was indeed our fault... Tell you what, I’ll add you on WeChat later and transfer you fifty thousand, as both an apology and compensation for the clothes we stained. How about that..."

Huang Dapeng wisely didn’t bother Zhou Wang, instead, with his companion, repeatedly apologized to Song Rui and Cheng Yiyi, and their flight attendant colleagues.