The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1678: Chapter 681: Just Want to Be Quiet

No wonder it was the group’s director who personally negotiated with them and even made them make a special trip to Magic City.

After all this fuss, they practically handed Zhou Wang the leverage on a silver platter, and then hoped Zhou Wang would send them money...

Is there anything more absurd than this?

Fumo immediately thought of more.

Although he’s currently a paparazzo, he was once engaged in a legitimate financial industry in his early years.

What kind of entity is ByteDance?

Anyone with a little common sense knows it’s a behemoth that can be measured in billions.

And behind this behemoth, there’s a carnival of capital.

If it were during Douyin’s startup period, maybe it would be different, but now the Douyin Group has gone through countless rounds of financing, involving those hidden financial conglomerates. How could a ”personal shareholder” suddenly pop up?

To become a personal shareholder of Douyin Group, even at a minuscule fractional level, requires unfathomably terrifying financial backing that Fumo cannot imagine.

The key is... on what basis?

Certain financing opportunities are not open to just anyone with money; the most important thing is to have the ”qualifications”.

Who exactly is this Zhou Wang, Mr. Zhou? What is his identity, his background, his history...

Limited by his understanding, Fumo is unable to imagine.

Just thinking about it sends a chill up his spine.

He and his apprentice are like two clowns, naively thinking that Zhou Wang is just a ”internet celebrity” who rose through appearance and marketing.

”The stuff, let me see it, will you?”

At this moment, Zhou Wang’s voice sounded again in the meeting room.

A disheartened Fumo couldn’t help looking at his apprentice, whose first reaction was to protect the small bag at his waist. Only when the master decisively reached out his hand did the apprentice reluctantly let go after a lengthy exchange of glances.

Fumo knew very well that they were now like fish on a chopping block, only to be at the mercy of others, with no room to negotiate.

Like in the movies, trying to blackmail a big shot with ”dirt” is actually quite ridiculous in reality... unless you’re really prepared to go down in flames together.

Zhou Wang took the small bag, opened it, and inside was a USB drive. He retrieved the laptop in the meeting room, inserted the USB drive, and saw that it contained a separately extracted audio file and a complete video recording.

”Sister Di, everyone is very busy, so let me get to the point... a few days ago when you were in Seoul, Korea, did you attend Zhou Wang’s banquet?”

”Yes, along with Miss Liu at the time...”

”But what I heard was that the other Huaxia celebrities attending the banquet left the estate early, while you, sister, stayed until late at night, only leaving around two or three in the morning?”

”...No comment!”

”Sister Di, did you know... Zhou Wang is my man.”

Zhou Wang clicked to watch the video. Although he was somewhat prepared, seeing the tense confrontation between Xia Xiwei and Miss Di through the shaky camera angle still made the corner of his mouth twitch.

Especially Xia Xiwei’s bold declaration ”Zhou Wang is my man,” said so openly without any intention to hide it.

Evidently, Miss Di, who is presumably older, appeared flustered and completely overwhelmed by Xia Xiwei’s presence.

Later on, Xia Xiwei began persuading Miss Di to back down. Miss Di didn’t respond, and Zhou Wang had no idea what she was thinking at that moment. Judging by her expression, Miss Di seemed full of resentment—

After watching the entire video, Zhou Wang instinctively rubbed his forehead.

When Qiu Zeyu called him yesterday, his first thought was that the other party was joking.

After all, he and Miss Di had a minor episode in Seoul just a few days ago. He didn’t think Miss Di was the type to spread it around, so how did Xia Xiwei find out so quickly and confront her directly?

But the truth is, Xia Xiwei really did find out immediately.

At the time, Zhou Wang just felt paranoid, sensing spies everywhere around him... only, he truly didn’t know who was Xia Xiwei’s ”informant”.

Initially, Zhou Wang wanted to conduct a thorough investigation, but later he realized that such actions would be meaningless.

Running a big operation with so many people around him, catching one would definitely have another pop up... Besides, who could guarantee that after Xia Xiwei, no other woman would do something similar?

At most, they just wouldn’t be as brazen as Xia Xiwei.

While Zhou Wang was pondering over the video, a slightly calmer Fumo felt he needed to say something.

”Um... Mr. Zhou...”

”Hmm?”

”My apprentice and I meant no offense. Besides the items in the USB drive, I have a backup on my phone. If you’re not assured, I can delete it right now in front of you...”

Fumo took a deep breath and cautiously suggested.

After realizing Zhou Wang’s unfathomable background, completely beyond his resistance, Fumo had abandoned all hopes of opportunism. He now just hoped for peace, that Zhou Wang would let them off the hook, which would already be a blessing.

Zhou Wang hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to stop Fumo from continuing.

”No need to delete it.”

No need to delete?

Fumo was momentarily baffled, then his face changed slightly.