The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

"He’s my brother without blood ties, my proudest partner, and... once the teacher who guided me through challenges."

Charles finished his speech in English, which sounded like poetry, and the audience fell silent.

Ding Junxian and the others looked at Zhou Wang in shock, probably not expecting the incredibly handsome young stranger before them to receive such high praise from Charles.

After a whole day of interaction, they actually all felt that Charles seemed gentle and polite on the surface, but was essentially very proud, maintaining a kind of polite detachment with everyone.

This was normal; after all, he was a direct descendant of the Morgan family and the most likely heir to that vast, ancient conglomerate. Someone like him was bound to be proud, wasn’t he?

While everyone was in shock, a vice president of the CJ Group was struck by a thought. Just now, when Han Suying insulted Zhou Wang, everyone had learned he was from Huaxia. Thinking of the story Charles mentioned earlier, the vice president cautiously asked:

"Mr. Charles, earlier you mentioned you helped a friend from Huaxia on Wall Street. Could it be..."

As he said this, everyone else recalled and their expressions changed suddenly.

Could it be such a coincidence?

Given Charles’s status, they naturally wouldn’t think the story of "10 dollars multiplied a billion times" was false.

Again, Charles simply wouldn’t bother deceiving them.

After all, even 1 billion dollars was just a tiny fraction compared to the enormous wealth of the Morgan family.

Furthermore, the main point of Charles’s story wasn’t to show off that mysterious Huaxia person’s business talents, but to boast of his own vision. It was because he helped that person, allowing himself to stand out and become the most qualified heir within the family...

Charles glanced again at Zhou Wang and then said unkindly:

"Of course, do you think just anyone can be called ’mentor’ and ’best friend’ by me Charles?"

It was indeed him...

Ding Junxian and others were boiling inside, covertly observing Zhou Wang, seemingly trying to discern what skills this young Huaxia man possessed to be able to earn 1 billion dollars in a year.

And the most bewildered, incredulous, and fearful person at the scene was naturally Han Suying standing to the side.

She was too shocked to display any appropriate expression and didn’t know what to say, but she heard every word of the conversation between them.

Han Suying felt a buzzing in her head, as if the world was collapsing.

What... Zhou Wang not only knows Charles but considers him a very good friend?

No, it was more than that, Charles’s tone could even be described as reverent.

He was the mysterious man who helped Charles gain the heir position?

What did I just do, say just now...

Great remorse overwhelmed Han Suying’s heart, her lips trembling, wanting to say something to remedy the situation, but she had no courage to intervene.

At that moment, Charles, seemingly reminded of something, frowned looking at Han Suying, then scanned the people from CJ Group, waving them away like swatting flies.

"All of you leave first, don’t disturb me catching up with Zhou."

"Cha- Charles, sir, I..."

Han Suying finally tried to speak but was silenced by a cold stare from Charles so she couldn’t utter a word.

Vice President Ding Junxian also remembered the previous scene, feeling a mix of fear and awkwardness. Seeing Charles displeased, they knew now wasn’t the time to address the issue.

Moreover, Han Suying foolishly aimed to beg Charles for forgiveness, unaware she actually offended this young Huaxia man surnamed Zhou...

Wise Ding Junxian quickly signaled Han Suying, then directed everyone to leave the yacht.

The priority was to find out from Han Suying who this young man surnamed Zhou really was...

After everyone left, the yacht hall became quiet, with only a few servers in black silk uniforms, stunning in appearance and figure, cautiously standing far away.

It was already past the regular business hours of yacht 17, but the sensible manager naturally wouldn’t spoil the mood by coming out.

Charles pulled Zhou Wang to a vacant table to sit and gestured for a server to bring a bottle of XO. With only the two of them now, his expression became more lively.

"Zhou, it’s been almost two years since we last met. But this drink isn’t to reminisce... although you might have already investigated, I still want to tell you, I had nothing to do with that incident."

Charles poured the wine for Zhou Wang and spoke seriously, raising his glass.

Zhou Wang processed the information and realized the "incident" he mentioned.

It was when, in Hawaii, he was suddenly attacked, with bullets and shells flying, leaving him seriously injured and unconscious for over half a month. It was after that he conceived the idea of returning to Huaxia, gradually retreating from the scene.

"I of course believe you, Charles. After all, you’ve helped me so much before."

Although Zhou Wang didn’t fully understand their past, when he saw Charles in [Time Gear], the system provided some notification. So he knew [himself] received substantial help from Charles when he initially entered Wall Street.

Charles observed Zhou Wang intently for a while, noticing his sincerity and feeling relieved, his smile turning increasingly genuine.

Charles had drunk quite a bit before, yet Zhou Wang remained sober. The two casually chatted, with Charles’s emotions running high, allowing Zhou Wang to effectively control the conversation pace, discreetly gathering plenty of information.

Nearby, Jin Zhixiu’s English was decent. As an escort, she listened to their conversation, her mouth agape throughout.

If not for the demeanor of CJ Group’s upper management revealing Charles’s status to be more esteemed than imagined, she would’ve suspected this to be a drunken street chat—

"What’s your take on Wall Street’s current financial situation? Zhou, I hope you’ll be frank, your opinion matters greatly to me."

"By the way, do you remember Princess Salma from the Jordan Royal Family... What, how could you forget? She fell for you at first sight and even wanted to elope with you. I heard she’s getting engaged, does this news make you a bit regretful?"

"Director Kevin of Beautiful Country Yuntong has been inquiring about your whereabouts. Last time he complained to me, saying you promised to borrow 500 million dollars but then disappeared, driving him almost mad. Shouldn’t you call him?"

What kind of topics are these?

One moment they’re talking about a few billion dollars, the next a royal princess, and even discussing international situations and monetary policy... and judging by Charles’s solemn manner, it seemed Zhou Wang’s remarks could truly influence these matters.

Jin Zhixiu felt completely overwhelmed.

Despite the shock, for the first time, Jin Zhixiu felt an irrepressible curiosity and urge to explore Zhou Wang’s existence.

She suddenly realized what she knew of Zhou Wang might not be real, only a minute façade shown by this mysterious man...

Watching Zhou Wang’s distinct profile with her chin propped up, Jin Zhixiu gradually grew captivated.

...

When she abruptly came to her senses, the two men had finished their conversation and were standing up. Realizing her lapse, Jin Zhixiu flushed, hurriedly lowering her head to stand up as well.

Luckily, Zhou Wang and Charles seemed not to focus on her at that moment.

"Zhou, I truly wish to have a long talk with you, but I can see you have other plans tonight. I won’t take up more of your time."

Charles spoke while putting on his coat with a playful hint, then casually mentioned, "By the way, it seems Director Han has upset you. Do you need me to handle this small inconvenience?"