The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 508 - 220: Good Uncle and His Nephews (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

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Chapter 508: Chapter 220: Good Uncle and His Nephews (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

As a result, Su Man was immensely motivated at the moment. According to Su Yajing, she averaged only four or five hours of sleep per day. Under these circumstances, naturally, Su Yajing couldn’t slack off either.

She complained to Zhou Wang more than once on WeChat, saying that she never felt a summer vacation could be this long.

So Zhou Wang wasn’t surprised that Su Yajing was already awake at this hour, but it did surprise him a bit when Hua Suisui also gave him a like.

Since she frequently had live broadcasts at night, Hua Suisui was a typical night owl. It seemed that after terminating her contract, her routine had become healthier.

"Zhou Wang, can I go back to see my parents and then wait for you in Mountain City?"

Their chat interface still lingered on the last message Hua Suisui sent when she left Hang City yesterday.

And Zhou Wang had not replied until now.

Zhou Wang found himself sometimes... truly a bit wicked.

Clearly feeling a bit reluctant, he was still tugging at Hua Suisui, wanting to see to what extent her so-called "determination" could go.

With a swipe of his finger, Zhou Wang quickly saw a conversation from several days ago.

Endme: "Message retracted by the other party."

Looking at the time, it must have been the day after she returned. When Zhou Wang saw it, she had already retracted it.

Zhou Wang didn’t know what she had said. Later, he asked her about it, but she never responded to Zhou Wang.

Moreover, she immediately took a sick leave, making Zhou Wang sense that she might be avoiding him, indirectly releasing a kind of signal, so Zhou Wang did not contact her again.

During this brief moment of Zhou Wang’s distraction, the red number at "discover" had already turned to 17.

He didn’t click to view those comments and likes but instead turned off the screen, then spaced out, letting his consciousness dive into the system interface.

Ding!

[Jiang Mo’s Soul Greeting Card has refreshed]

[Current Mark: 1]

This was a notification from the system sent early yesterday morning, only Zhou Wang had already fallen asleep by then.

It had been precisely a month since Jiang Mo completely entrusted herself to him. The continuously refreshing greetings from the demon had updated [Jiang Mo’s Soul Greeting Card], adding a new random "skill mark" to the card.

The first mark had quickly allowed him to master the "piano performance" skill, so what would it be this time?

The Hang City West Lake International Golf Course, as the golf event venue and training ground for the Asian Games, although named West Lake, was actually a long way from West Lake. The probable reason for its naming was simply because it was located in the West Lake District of Hang City.

Being a sport that depopulates ordinary people, even though the golf club now offered various seemingly cheap group packages, it was really just a novel experience for ordinary people.

Most people couldn’t even distinguish a driving range from a standard course. To this day, many still thought that golf was just standing mindlessly on the spot and swinging clubs continuously.

At this moment, on the second floor of the main building of the golf course, in a private room that included a driving range, an indoor course, and also contained a lounge and restaurant, five or six individuals had gathered.

Zhang Shihao was among the earliest to arrive, currently chatting with a few shareholders who had already reached there.

This room didn’t belong to him; rather, it was leased long-term by the Zhang Group behind him and was temporarily borrowed by him today as a gathering spot for BSK’s shareholders.

Thus, he was essentially a semi-host, and since Zhou Wang would undoubtedly not arrive early, he helped Zhou Wang entertain the shareholders arriving from various cities around the country.

In fact, Zhang Shihao was quite at ease because currently, at the room entrance stood a young man.

In a well-tailored suit, his hair combed into an adult style, Young Master Zhang Zhiyuan had a constant smile on his face, always ready to welcome each person entering the room on behalf of his second uncle, yet he felt somewhat frustrated inside.

Young Master Zhang had gone to Magic City to visit his mother, who was also Zhang Shihao’s elder sister. On his return trip this morning, he dropped by Hang City, wanting to see his second uncle and meet Zhou Wang as well.

Unexpectedly, at his second uncle’s house, before he even had a chance to settle in, Zhang Shihao took him straight to the West Lake Golf Club to play the role of a "doorman."

Although a bit displeased, among the elders, Young Master Zhang found his second uncle to be the most respectable (and daunting), and if he had a need, he naturally had to lend a hand.

Fortunately, coming from a prominent family, Zhang Shihao was well accustomed to such occasions, and in fact, he recognized a few among the numerous shareholders of BSK.

For instance, walking towards him now were the celebrity Li Chen and the top-tier internet celebrity from a particular circuit, Pi You.

"Ah, Young Master Zhang, long time no see!"

Pi You quickened his pace, smiling as he approached to shake Zhang Zhiyuan’s hand, and Li Chen hurriedly followed suit.

They had met Young Master Zhang at the opening of Shanghai BSK. Someone else might not have remembered them, but with Young Master Zhang being the son of Zhang Group’s eldest daughter, he was well-connected and a figure revered by many second-generation rich in Magic City, so their impression was strong.

"Long time no see, please come in. My second uncle and the others are already here."

Zhang Zhiyuan shook hands with the two in a reserved manner and smiled.

Pi You initially intended to exchange a few more pleasantries with Young Master Zhang, but at that moment, as the elevator doors opened once more, a beautiful woman with two young people emerged from the elevator and walked towards the room.

Zhang Zhiyuan’s eyes lit up, and without standing still any longer, he promptly stepped forward to greet them.

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