The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Zhou Wang dropped Jiang Mo off at the library. After she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek, drawing the admiring glances of passersby, his vanity was immensely satisfied, and he drove his Mercedes G-Class away.

Once you’ve experienced it, you’ll know this thrill is even more intense than driving a G-Class!

Most importantly, those passing boys added another “+1” to Zhou Wang’s Reputation Value.

Thinking about it, he figured he must take Jiang Mo to the shopping center during the busy weekend for a stroll, expecting it would earn him a considerable boost in reputation.

“By the way, I can’t pick you up this afternoon. If you don’t want to walk home, just get a ride.”

Zhou Wang called out to Jiang Mo before she got out of the car.

“Okay.”

Jiang Mo nodded and didn’t ask what Zhou Wang had going on.

Both Cui Lake Yipin and the Provincial Library were downtown, very close to each other, about a ten-minute walk away, so Zhou Wang wasn’t too worried.

“Also, send me your bank account number so I can transfer you some money. If there’s anything you need for the house, just handle it yourself. As I always say, no need to save.”

Zhou Wang said casually.

Jiang Mo hesitated.

Zhou Wang initially thought Jiang Mo intended to refuse, but then he suddenly remembered that Jiang Mo’s bank account had been frozen before…

“Hold on a second.”

Zhou Wang took out his phone and first called Xu Wenqian, but her phone was off.

He frowned and called Manager Wang, Xu Wenqian’s superior.

“Mr. Zhou, what can I do for you?” Old Wang’s attitude was warm, even more than usual.

The reason was that Zhou Wang’s current account at Zhao Hang had reached nearly forty million (including Jiang Mo’s money), and Manager Wang was preparing to invite Zhou Wang to become a private banking client. But before he could get in touch, Zhou Wang had already called.

“Here’s the thing, I have a friend whose bank card was frozen due to a lawsuit. I want to know if she applies for a new card, will it…”

“If it’s from after the incident, there’s no risk. Even the court can’t bypass our system to freeze a bank card directly; we have our own procedures…”

Old Wang explained in detail, with a hint of implication.

“Alright then, I’ll tell my friend to get a new card at your branch. I see there’s one at Cui Lake.”

“No problem, Mr. Zhou. If you don’t mind, send me a copy of your friend’s ID. I’ll inform them there to follow the VIP process, and it’ll be done quickly.”

“Okay… By the way, is Xu Wenqian not working today?”

“Xu took a sick leave. Is something wrong, Mr. Zhou? I can call her right away…”

“No, that’s alright. It’s not urgent. Let her rest.”

Zhou Wang shook his head, cutting off the offer.

After hanging up, Zhou Wang sent over Jiang Mo’s ID and turned to her, saying, “You heard that? Go to the bank and get a card first.”

Although Jiang Mo was puzzled about how Zhou Wang knew her bank card was frozen, she nodded.

Not having a working bank card was indeed quite inconvenient…

Driving a bit further, he dropped Jiang Mo at the entrance of a Zhao Hang branch before finally leaving.

…

He did have something going on today.

And to his surprise, this matter made Zhou Wang a little excited.

He had been waiting for this day!

While stuck at the traffic light, Zhou Wang slid open his phone and tapped on a group chat called “We Are Not Old.”

The name could be confusing, but with the group number “6,” it became clear.

It showed up on the phone like this:

“We Are Not Old (6)”

This silly group name was created by that fool, Yang Hao. The people in the group were all good friends of Zhou Wang.

In fact, Zhou Wang had initiated the group chat at first.

Besides Yang Hao and Liu Zixi, who borrowed money from him at the beginning of the month, there was his local roommate Li Cheng, a high school classmate, and a friend he got to know through Yang Hao.

To grace this, Yang Hao was also quite the character.

Initially, this group only had three people, and back then, the group was called “Old Count.”

Zhou Wang always worried that if one day the group became eight people, with Yang Hao’s quirk, who knew what eye-burning name he’d give it…

Although there were six people, the group chat was never really active. Guys didn’t chat much unless something important came up.

They only got lively when someone posted silly gif images.

Today, there was some excitement because yesterday Liu Zixi shouted in the group:

“Training’s over, I’m coming back to Ming City tomorrow. Shall we hang out?”

Liu Zixi was a pilot previously undergoing training at Chuanyu Civil Aviation College. Now, having graduated, he was returning to report at Eastern Airlines Ming City Company, where he had long signed a contract.

Ah Hui: “1, I’m in Ming City.”

Li Cheng: “I should be able to make it too… Is Brother Dog still in Ming City? @ZhouWang”

Yang Hao: “It’s a pity. I’m still in the grasslands riding horses with my wife and won’t be back until the end of the month. I can’t reunite with my godsons. Dog, take care of your younger brothers for me @ZhouWang”

Ah Hui: “Screw you, moron.gif”

…

Scrolling through the chat history, it was mostly various memes humiliating Yang Hao. Nothing much to see.

Last night Zhou Wang was also busy riding horses, so he hadn’t replied. He now asked Liu Zixi, “What time do you arrive in Ming City? Need a ride?”