The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

A rustling sound, followed by a "rip", caught Zhou Wang’s attention, who turned just in time to see Jin Zhixiu remove her pantyhose, which had already become worn into QQ attire, exposing her snow-white thighs in the air.

Jin Zhixiu was about to toss the tights into the nearby trash can, but detecting Zhou Wang’s gaze, she couldn’t help but cover her skirt, raising her head with embarrassment and fury.

"Chairman, you..."

"Uh, I’m not trying to peek at you, I just wanted to say, can you not throw away those tights?"

Zhou Wang couldn’t help but express his regret, blurting out his thoughts.

Jin Zhixiu looked blankly at the tights crumpled in her hand, and then dazedly at Zhou Wang, as if she couldn’t comprehend Zhou Wang’s logic for a moment.

Zhou Wang also realized he might seem a bit perverted, so he cleared his throat and waved, turning away.

"Forget it, pretend I didn’t say anything..."

Jin Zhixiu regained her composure at this moment, but merely blushed and continued to silently tidy up her clothing.

Soon after, Jin Zhixiu entered the restroom, tinkering with something inside, only the faint sound of water could be heard.

Outside, Zhou Wang, who had lit a cigarette, suddenly realized.

Something’s not right!

There’s only one restroom in this private room; why did Jin Zhixiu change clothes in front of him?

Zhou Wang fell into contemplation.

...

About ten minutes later, Jin Zhixiu emerged from the restroom.

By this time, Zhou Wang had already turned on the lights in the room, and as he saw Jin Zhixiu come out, he lifted his gaze to appraise her.

Her silky spaghetti-strap dress had returned to its original shape, albeit with subtle wrinkles and some spots wet from sweat, but unless one deliberately ponders on it, the details were still difficult to discern.

Besides, the tights were missing, showing her smooth long legs under the skirt, which hung above the knees, comfortably suited for indoor temperatures.

What truly distracted Zhou Wang was Jin Zhixiu’s makeup, which had been entirely removed, revealing a completely natural look...

Probably because her lipstick had been smudged clean by Zhou Wang, and her makeup had been rubbed messy, it seemed more natural to remove it completely.

What surprised Zhou Wang was how Jin Zhixiu’s appearance didn’t lose much without makeup.

Her white skin remained flawless, her big eyes still distinctly black and white, her lips displaying a faint, enticing soft red, and her delicate eyebrows maintained their original shape...

"Did you have surgery?"

Zhou Wang, compelled by curiosity, couldn’t help but ask.

"Of course not."

Jin Zhixiu glared at Zhou Wang, saying angrily, "Do you think all the girls from Korea have had surgery?"

"I actually realized it, but couldn’t quite believe it. Your natural look is so good, it seems makeup only makes you slightly more vibrant..."

Zhou Wang shrugged.

Hearing Zhou Wang’s sincere praise, Jin Zhixiu, who had often received compliments, couldn’t help but purse her lips to suppress a slight smile.

After hesitating for a moment, she spoke, "Could you possibly cover for me? I need to sneak across the corridor without being seen..."

"No, you need to come with me to meet them."

Zhou Wang shook his head and pulled Jin Zhixiu’s hand, leading her outside.

"Ah, this won’t do, how can we..."

Jin Zhixiu’s words were cut short as Zhou Wang opened the door, revealing several young men in suits standing in the corridor.

They wore uniformly tailored black suits, bowing slightly at Zhou Wang’s appearance, signaling agreement.

Jin Zhixiu’s protesting voice swallowed back as she realized, finding Zhou leading her into the opposite room.

It was still the room with the best view by the window.

Lee Jeong-jae, Jiang Dongyuan, and Jeon So-mi remained in the room, but from their subtle expressions, they were clearly not willing to stay.

Xiao Wang, who opened the door for Zhou, retreated to a corner after but didn’t leave, watching them closely.

The three inside were initially bewildered as Xiao Wang rushed in; seeing the corridor blocked and their phones confiscated, they imagined Jin Zhixiu’s parents angered a gang, causing the bar to be surrounded, until Zhou Wang’s entrance enlightened them.

What surprised them was Zhou Wang’s entrance hand-in-hand with Jin Zhixiu.

Jin Zhixiu was bewildered, initially unreactive, but seeing Lee Jeong-jae and others’ strange glances, she instinctively wanted to struggle, though Zhou Wang held tightly, and she couldn’t break free.

Not only that, after Zhou Wang sat arrogantly on the sofa, he embraced her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Jin Zhixiu, feeling Zhou Wang’s hand encircle her, froze completely, not daring to move.

...Perhaps a hug wasn’t too embarrassing, but if Zhou Wang started messing around at this moment, it would be humiliating.

Facing the stunned room’s gaze, Zhou Wang blandly asked, "So, have you all been bought off by Park Jeongyun, having no reaction to me, the legitimate chairman?"

The three people finally snapped out of it, even Jiang Dongyuan quickly stood up to bow to Zhou Wang.

"Chairman Zhou!"

Zhou Wang squinted at them, then picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table for Jin Zhixiu.

Jin Zhixiu indeed felt parched and was slightly moved by Zhou Wang’s considerate gesture, but when she unscrewed the bottle and took a sip, Zhou Wang shamelessly grabbed it, drinking afterward, her slight gratitude quickly vanished.

Annoyed, she huffed lightly and couldn’t resist poking Zhou Wang.

Only then did she realize Zhou Wang handed her the bottle because his hands were occupied, unable to unscrew it himself.

Zhou didn’t care for her small gesture; after taking several sips, he gestured for the trio to sit back down.

He first turned his gaze to Jeon So-mi.

This female singer, possessing typical mixed-race bright features, indeed had substantial beauty, and though it was the second meeting, Zhou Wang still showed a trace of amazement.

"Somi, I don’t care what conditions Park Jeongyun offered you, dismiss those ideas, and I can act like nothing happened... Jeon So-mi?"

Zhou Wang spoke mid-sentence and noticed Jeon So-mi seemed distracted, staring at Jin Zhixiu, prompting him to frown.

"I’m sorry, Chairman, I didn’t mean to be distracted..."

Jeon So-mi returned to her senses, apologizing somewhat frantically.

"Did you hear me?"

Jeon So-mi hesitated for a moment, but seeing Xiao Wang behind Zhou Wang, she chose to nod.

"I understand, Chairman."

"Of course, if you wish to move beyond the current situation, my lawyer is waiting downstairs. Sign the contract he brought, and I assure you your career can escalate."

For minor roles like Jeon So-mi, Zhou Wang felt such words sufficed and gestured for her to leave.

Jeon So-mi seemed somewhat reluctant, but ultimately grabbed her bag and phone to quickly exit the room.

Once Jeon So-mi departed, Zhou Wang turned to Lee Jeong-jae, who, under Zhou Wang’s playful gaze, grew tense and instinctively stood to pour Zhou Wang some wine...