The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1585: Chapter 635: Yacht No. 17_2

At this point, the two had reached a heavily guarded private dock along the Han River.

A large yacht, four stories high and approximately 60 meters long, was docked there, its lights dimly flickering. Uniformed waitresses in black stockings could be seen walking around.

After confirming the reservation name, a girl with looks rivaling that of a Korean Air flight attendant stepped forward, smiling as she guided the two onto the yacht.

The first floor of the yacht was an open kitchen for visitors to view, while the second, third, and fourth floors were dining areas—the second floor a hall, and the third and fourth floors containing separate booths and private rooms.

Even with Tyrant Security’s intervention, they couldn’t secure a booth; they only managed two seats in the second-floor hall. Fortunately, they were window seats, and Zhou Wang didn’t think it was bad at all.

Entering the warm hall, Jin Zhixiu removed her hat, scarf, and coat, revealing a light green strap dress underneath, her bright eyes and teeth, and skin like porcelain, prompting Zhou Wang to glance a few more times.

Jin Zhixiu gave Zhou Wang a harmless glare, leading Zhou Wang to mumble, ”Aren’t you dressed up for me to see...”

”What did you say?”

”Nothing.”

In public, Zhou Wang lacked the means to handle her, so he jokingly said:

”You seem more relaxed than outside?”

”The diners here might recognize me, but they won’t make a fuss... and probably not many know me.”

Jin Zhixiu giggled, ”If it were Sister Yun’er or Sister Zhixian, famed beauties, they’d probably be troubled.”

Lin Yun’er and Jeon Ji-hyun were renowned as ”Korea’s top beauties,” but to Zhou Wang, someone like Jeon Ji-hyun felt like an old auntie, so he wasn’t interested.

”You’re not worse than them.”

Zhou Wang casually retorted, leading Jin Zhixiu to counter, but from her slyly pleased look, it was clear she appreciated Zhou Wang’s compliment.

In such yacht restaurants, boarding times are strictly regulated, typically starting at eight-thirty. Now was the time guests were boarding for dinner. Zhou Wang glanced around; true to expectation, the boarding guests were all elegantly dressed, clearly wealthy.

After a moment, Zhou Wang withdrew his gaze, casually pulled out a cigarette and lit it, his eyes growing introspective.

Though he seemed unconcerned in front of Jin Zhixiu, solving the issue with Jenny’s mother’s CJ Group was truly an unavoidable problem for Zhou Wang.

CJ Group’s scale is beyond normal imagination, including biotech, television media, logistics, health and beauty, and even holding one of Korea’s largest movie theater chains. Its subsidiaries are all publicly listed companies.

Combined, CJ Group’s industries are estimated to be worth nearly $30 billion.

Faced with such a massive enterprise, even if Zhou Wang cheats with hacks, there aren’t many tools he can use effectively.

His Reputation Value has recently rebounded to nearly three million points, allowing him to redeem one Intermediate Industry Acquisition Card. But the Intermediate card’s limit is 1.4 billion RMB, approximately $1.4 billion, hardly enough for this giant, unable to shake its foundation.

An Advanced Industry Acquisition Card would be completely different, with a limit of ten billion RMB. Unfortunately, in the System Store, this level of card costs twenty million Reputation Value, far beyond Zhou Wang’s current reach...

The only not-too-bad aspect is that Jenny’s mother is just one of CJ Group’s shareholders, ranking low in the board, and their stake in YG Entertainment isn’t much. Even if targeting is impossible, Zhou Wang can let it go, as long as he suppresses and aligns Jiang Xin and Park Jeongyun, he can basically control YG Entertainment entirely.

”At worst, I’ll just disband BlackPink and form a new girl group, kicking Jenny and Rose out.”

Zhou Wang thought viciously.

If absolutely necessary, Zhou Wang could resort to this last measure.

In any case, no one can stop him from controlling YG Entertainment.

Zhou Wang isn’t entirely helpless; his system warehouse holds an untouched trump card of ”ace up the sleeve” level—

[Wang Ruixi’s Cigarette Case: light a cigarette from it, and you’ll receive assistance from Wang Ruixi]

Wang Ruixi’s strength equals Cloud Trust’s strength, and even glancing at a mere corner, Zhou Wang can foresee its terrifying might.

Using this cigarette case could easily resolve all of Zhou Wang’s troubles.

But using it here, Zhou Wang still feels it would be ”overkill,” so unless absolutely necessary, he doesn’t want to use this trump card.

Zhou Wang was pondering when Jin Zhixiu suddenly exclaimed ”Oh,” prompting him to look up. He saw Jin Zhixiu wearing a polished smile, standing up and walking into the aisle to chat with a glamorous middle-aged lady.

Zhou Wang vaguely heard her calling the woman ”Mrs. Han,” and after some undisclosed discussion, Mrs. Han looked at him in surprise.

After a pause, Mrs. Han approached with Jin Zhixiu, seating herself directly opposite Zhou Wang, scrutinizing him.

”Hello?”