Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 352 The boy is good at everything

"No, Jiayi, please listen to my explanation..."

"Go away, go away!"

Zhou Wang was pushed out of the room. The angry Qi Jiayi even finally used the Taiwanese accent that Zhou Wang had been waiting for for a long time, but the situation seemed not right.

boom!
Looking at the closed door, Zhou Wang couldn't help but start wondering if there was really something wrong with his proposal.

But after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He was actually thinking about Qi Jiayi. As for whether he satisfied his dirty desires, Zhou Wang objectively examined himself and came to the conclusion -

If we don't mention Qi Jiayi's softness, tenderness, smoothness, explosive body that is so ripe that it seems to be dripping with water, and the extreme CN contrast, it would be impossible to say the same thing.

Zhou Wang touched his conscience...well, it's still there, so it's okay.

At this moment, the door opened a crack again. Zhou Wang was just happy when he saw a coat thrown on his face. Then, Qi Jiayi, with a cold face, slammed the door again.

Well, I was happy for nothing.

However, although he was driven out by Qi Jiayi, Zhou Wang was still in a quite happy mood.

As he turned and walked towards the elevator, he called Lin Ran.

"Do you remember the lawyer Qi Jiayi you met last time? Yes, I'll send you her phone number. You can contact her later and discuss the matter with her about joining the company. Well, she will be mine...ours from now on."

……

In the afternoon, thinking of his newly acquired skill card “Quantum Reading”, Zhou Wang went to the legendary National Library.

Because Zhou Wang was driving a Lamborghini Tereno, the overly violent engine noise caused a lot of passers-by to point and talk, and they thought it might be some big internet celebrity who came here to show off.

By now, Zhou Wang had gotten used to the feeling of being the center of attention wherever he went, and he did not feel any discomfort. He parked the car calmly and went straight into the library.

Entering one of the largest and most advanced libraries in the world, Zhou Wang felt his own insignificance in a rare way since he got the system.

This place is not only an ocean of knowledge, it can also be called a cultural exposition. On Zhou Wang's first day there, he hardly read any books. It took him almost the entire afternoon just to visit everywhere.

In addition to the library area, there are also various vivid exhibitions such as the Oracle Bone Memory Exhibition, the Return and Recreation of the Yongle Encyclopedia, the Zhenguan Prosperity, and a collection of works by many contemporary literary and artistic artists.

After watching all the exhibitions today, Zhou Wang, who had just finished shivering last night, sincerely felt a spiritual baptism, and his waist didn’t hurt as much anymore.

With a pilgrimage mentality, before the library closed, Zhou Wang went to the self-service machine to apply for a reader's card, and solemnly put the free card into his wallet together with a credit card with a limit of 30 million.

……

December 10th, 1pm.

The 75th anniversary gala, jointly created by China Television and several important departments, was held on time at the Beijing Metropolitan Hall.

Zhou Wang went back home and changed into simple clothes, then arrived at the venue early with the invitation sent by Qiu Zeyu and sat in the VIP area of ​​the front row.

At the venue, Zhou Wang saw many people he knew. In addition to Qiu Zeyu and others who attended with his father, Zhou Wang also saw Deputy Director Zhou, whom he had met last time in a western restaurant.

Apart from that, there are some celebrities whom Zhou Wang knows, but they don’t know themselves.

Like the hosts of China TV, some artists of the older generation, and the helmsmen of some large groups.

Xue Mingyuan was also among them.

Sitting in the front row, Zhou Wang saw several faces that often appeared on TV. Among them, there was a middle-aged man who caught his special attention. If he was not mistaken, that should be Xia Xiwei's father.

According to the information provided by the system, Xia Xiwei's father should know him and seems to have an initial good impression of him.

Originally, Zhou Wang wanted to visit the other party when he came to Beidu, but due to the lack of Xia Xiwei's introduction, Zhou Wang didn't dare to go there rashly.

In such a serious occasion with so many bigwigs gathered, Zhou Wang of course sat upright. Although Ma Fanshu, the beautiful hostess of China Television, was standing in the corridor to his right, Zhou Wang did not bother to look at her any more.

"Young man, you look familiar. Have we met before somewhere?"

At this time, a friendly voice came from beside Zhou Wang.

Zhou Wang turned his head and saw an old man with a weathered face but a straight posture sitting on the seat to his left, looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Wang lowered his gaze, and when he saw the old man's green clothes covered with medals, his face became serious, and he quickly replied respectfully: "Hello, sir, it seems like this is the first time we meet."

"is it?"

The old man was startled, then shook his head, "Then I must have remembered it wrongly. By the way, whose family are you from?"

"Uncle, I'm from Yunnan Province, and my parents are ordinary wage earners."

"Oh?"

Hearing Zhou Wang's answer, the old man seemed to be interested. "But since you can sit here, you should not be that ordinary, right?"

"I just succeeded in starting a business by chance and made some money. Now I can barely be considered an entrepreneur with some achievements..."

Zhou Wang quickly said modestly.

"How much money did you make?"

The old man didn't seem to care whether such a question was appropriate or not, and asked directly.

"Uh, about a dozen billion."

Zhou Wang had no choice but to answer truthfully.

In fact, he was underestimating the amount. After all, the 0.17% stake in Douyin alone is worth more than 20 billion yuan.

Although Zhou Wang does not have much cash, if we only consider his assets, he has already entered the ranks of first-tier wealthy people.

The old man's expression turned strange. He glanced at Zhou Wang again and said, "You should be less than 25 years old, right?"

"I'll be 22 in two months."

"Ah."

The old man nodded and said no more.

Zhou Wang took the initiative to ask: "Uncle, have you retired from the army?"

"No, I have to go to the battlefield tomorrow..."

The old man shook his head.

"what?"

Zhou Wang was shocked. After all, if he was not mistaken, this old man was at least sixty years old. How could he go to war tomorrow?

"Why don't you ask me where we are going to fight?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Can you tell me this?"

Zhou Wang immediately asked cautiously. Although he was very curious, he knew that such things should probably be kept secret.

"Of course I can."

The old man nodded. "I plan to lead the team to take over Wanwan tomorrow, land on the peninsula the day after tomorrow, and then take over Sakura the day after tomorrow, and then aim for the Pacific Ocean..."

Zhou Wang was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask sideways: "Uncle, are you bragging?"

The old man smiled when he heard this and looked at Zhou Wang deeply.

"You were the one who boasted to me first."

"..."

Zhou Wang never thought that the old man was waiting for him here. Obviously, he didn't believe that he had made more than 1 billion yuan from scratch.

However, Zhou Wang also knew that anyone who had a certain understanding of money knew what it meant to have assets exceeding 100 million, so it was normal for the old man not to believe it.

It’s just that this old man has a bad taste. He actually uses roundabout ways to bully me.

Zhou Wang smiled helplessly, but he didn't have to prove anything to the old man. Instead, he smiled and said, "In fact, with a person like you here, I believe we can do it. It's just a matter of whether we are willing or not. What do you think, sir?"

The old man was stunned and glanced at Zhou Wang for a moment.

After realizing what was happening, he laughed and patted Zhou Wang on the shoulder, "Young man, you know how to talk. That's right. It's just a matter of whether we are willing or not... a bunch of chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning!"

The old man said this in a domineering manner, and his attitude towards Zhou Wang became closer. The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Wang also learned that the old man's surname was Liu. He quickly changed his address and called the other party "Mr. Liu".

"Zhou Wang, this name is good, 'Zhou Wang looks at the plains and marshes, looking down at the mist and rain', it has a poetic meaning!"

After Mr. Liu learned Zhou Wang's name, he immediately nodded in approval.

"Mr. Liu, these eight characters come from the Stone Palace Inscription by Lu Jue, a scholar from the Southern Dynasties. However, my parents were probably not that educated, so I guess they just called me that at the time."

Time passed quickly as the two chatted and laughed, and as the time came to eight-thirty, with the four hosts' heated introductions on the stage, this grand evening party finally kicked off.

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The scale of the party was naturally top-notch. In addition to China Television, it was broadcast live on multiple platforms simultaneously. Almost as soon as it started, not to mention the TV station's ratings, the number of online viewers alone exceeded one million and was still rising.

However, for contemporary young people, most of the programs at such parties would seem relatively boring.

If it were the old Zhou Wang, he would actually find it boring. After all, an evening party of this scale considers not only the viewing and entertainment value, but also the educational and warning significance.

But when his own level began to rise, Zhou Wang already understood the inevitability of some things.

Don't overestimate the awareness of most ordinary people. Cleansing yourself all the time, no matter how small the effect, can always plant a seed in your heart.

Just like the flag-raising ceremony we have been experiencing since elementary school, it always awakens the ignorant sense of national pride in our hearts...

Moreover, the overall experience of watching it live is much better than watching it on TV, especially for singing and dancing programs. With the surround sound effect, the overall viewing experience is still great.

The experience was not so good with magic shows and skits. After all, they were too far away, and it was hard to capture the details and expressions of the characters. It would be tiring to just look at them on the big screen with your neck tilted back.

As time passed, around nine o'clock, when the show was halfway through, Zhou Wang finally heard the announcements from the two hosts on stage -

“As one of the instruments with the widest range of sounds, the piano has been popular in the world for more than 300 years. I believe that many of the guests present here, as well as the audience friends who are watching this live broadcast, have experienced the auditory feast brought by the piano in person…”

"Next, let us enjoy together this piano solo performance called 'Moonlight' brought by a talented graduate student from the Huaxia Conservatory of Music..."

Uneven applause rang out at the scene.

Many people were still chatting and joking, and almost no one was curious about what the so-called "graduate student talent" looked like.

After all, this kind of title is too common these days.

There were also sporadic voices floating through the live broadcast bullet screens of major platforms——

"Talented girl? Girls who can be admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music as a graduate student should all be talented girls..."

"I feel like he must be a relatively unknown newcomer, otherwise the host wouldn't have introduced him like this."

"Ah, isn't Ji Fanxing also from the Central Conservatory of Music? I thought he was the one performing the solo. What a disappointment!"

Just as the discussion began in the barrage, the stage suddenly became dark as the host left the stage.

The audience in the hall fell silent and gave another round of applause out of politeness.

As the applause gradually died down, suddenly, a beam of light shone down from the ceiling and hit the stage obliquely.

Right in the center of the halo, there appeared a piano, and... a tall figure standing quietly beside it.

Her long, smooth hair was draped over one of her fair shoulders. She lowered her head slightly, revealing a face so beautiful that it would take one's breath away.

The soft jawline, the high nose bridge, and the rare heavy makeup adorning the cool facial features, in the interweaving of light and shadow, seem like a world-famous painting frozen in time.

It was supposed to be a sexy half-length evening dress, but when she wore it, against her unreal white skin, it inexplicably had a sense of holiness that could not be desecrated.

(Reference picture - Jiang Mo on stage)
When seeing this girl appear, everyone was in a trance and finally understood the meaning of the "Moonlight" theme.

At this moment on the dark stage, she seemed to be the moonlight that illuminated everything, cold and lonely, blooming alone in a place no one could reach.

At this time, strange blanks appeared in the live broadcast barrages of major platforms.

It was not until a few seconds later that the barrage of comments filled with amazement appeared like a swarm of locusts, dominating the screen in the blink of an eye.

"Hiss, I'm dying, what a beautiful sister!"

"Is this what the word 'talented woman' can describe? I feel like I've been cheated..."

"Fuck!"

“Oh shit… Urgent, what can I do if I don’t have any education? I really want to say something, but I can’t say anything!”

"There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent."

"As pretty as peaches and plums, but as cold as ice!"

"That's too little, upstairs, wait for me to ask my cousin who is in elementary school to perform a few lines for you..."

"I see this girl. Her eyebrows are like emerald feathers, her skin is white as snow, her teeth are like pearls, her lips are like red, her hands are like soft catkins, her skin is like solidified fat, her neck is like a cicada, and her teeth are like gourds... Cousin, it's me!"

With the help of the "cultured" group of people, a large number of poems and verses containing ancient wisdom and rich cultural heritage began to fill the screen.

Zhou Wang didn’t know what was happening on the major live streaming platforms, but just from the atmosphere on the scene, he had already sensed something.

But in fact, let alone others, even Zhou Wang himself was in a trance at this moment.

He and his senior haven't seen each other for almost two weeks.

He didn't know why, but it seemed like every time he saw Jiang Mo recently, he would have a brand new feeling...

She became more and more beautiful, even to the point where she couldn't recognize herself.

Is this really the senior schoolmate that he possesses with all his heart?
It was not until the lights came on and Jiang Mo sat down in front of the piano in the spotlight and began her performance that Zhou Wang suddenly came back to his senses.

"Young man, are you stunned?"

Mr. Liu, who was standing by, saw everything and couldn't help but laugh, then nodded in understanding.

"But this girl is really good, very elegant... Well, I don't like those on TV, but this girl is a bit like the 'Little Dragon Girl' described by Mr. Jin Yong."

For people of Mr. Liu's generation, this was obviously extremely high praise, and Zhou Wang felt extremely proud when he heard it.

He immediately pointed at Jiang Mo on the stage and smiled at Mr. Liu, "Mr. Liu, who do you think she is?"

"who is it?"

"My wife!"

Zhou Wang puffed out his chest and said proudly.

When Mr. Liu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said nothing more.

"?"

This familiar scene seemed to have happened not long ago, and Zhou Wang's smile suddenly became stiff.

At this moment, Mr. Liu was secretly shaking his head in his heart.

"Alas, this boy named Zhou Wang is good in every way, except that he loves to brag too much!"

(End of this chapter)