Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 508 Jiang Qingkui's "Little Game"

“Still communicating?”

There were only four simple words in the text message sent by Jiang Qingkui, but they instantly perked up Zhou Wang.

He never expected that when he had already given up and was about to drink a few sips and go home to sleep alone, Jiang Qingkui took the initiative to send him a message.

"Communication, we must communicate... Qingkui, you don't know how much I have been holding back... uh, I want to tell you something."

Zhou Wang typed quickly and then asked, "But what about your parents? Aren't you sleeping with Aunt Li?"

"I have a solution. Just come and get it."

Jiang Qingkui replied quickly.

"Ojbk!"

Jiang Qingkui said so, so as a man, Zhou Wang certainly would not be shy. He immediately turned around and walked towards the hotel.

The hotel arranged for the family of four was in the IFC, which was also the famous Ritz-Carlton Hotel where Jiang Qingkui often stayed when he came to Shanghai on business trips.

Soon, Zhou Wang arrived at the luxuriously decorated lobby of the hotel and asked by typing, "Do you need me to book a separate room?"

Jiang Qingkui didn't reply. After a long while, when Zhou Wang was getting a little impatient, her message finally came.

"No, I've already booked a room."

Zhou Wang was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Qingkui to be so considerate. Just when he was about to ask which room Jiang Qingkui was in, Jiang Qingkui sent a second message.

"Mr. Zhou, let's play a game."

"what game?"

"Guess where I am."

"Guess...where are you?"

Zhou Wang was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused by what he meant.

But soon, Jiang Qingkui gave an explanation:

"I am in a room at the Ritz-Carlton right now. You have 30 minutes to do this. If you can accurately guess my location and knock on my door, then our communication tonight will continue. Otherwise, it will end here. Do you accept that?"

Zhou Wang gritted his teeth. He didn't expect Jiang Qingkui to play these tricks again. But how could Zhou Wang be a coward? Just as he was about to reply with an "OK", Jiang Qingkui's message came one after another.

"But let it be known in advance that you cannot ask anyone, including but not limited to the hotel staff."

Zhou Wang was walking towards the front desk when his steps suddenly stopped. Just as he was thinking, "You wouldn't know even if I asked you," Jiang Qingkui immediately said:
"I might not know if you ask me, but as long as I notice it, our game will be over immediately."

Zhou Wang stopped in doubt and looked around. There were not many guests in the hotel lobby late at night and it was extremely quiet. If Jiang Qingkui was in the guest room at this moment, how could she know who he had asked? But Zhou Wang still didn't dare to gamble.

He knew very well that no matter what the reason was, Jiang Qingkui's initiative today was definitely not normal.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity would be gone if missed. If Jiang Qingkui was really hiding in a corner and watching him, Zhou Wang's rash actions would only lead to the early end of the game.

Jiang Qingkui is not Xu Wenxi, she can definitely do what she says.

But then Zhou Wang frowned again.

The Ritz-Carlton Hotel is not some small hotel. It occupies floors 52 to 68 of the South Tower of Phase I of IFC, a total of 17 floors.

Zhou Wang is not sure about the exact number of guest rooms, but based on the area of ​​the two floors of office buildings he has just acquired, if each floor can accommodate 15 to 20 guest rooms, this means that the Ritz-Carlton Hotel will have nearly 300 guest rooms.

This is also more in line with the scale of an international luxury five-star hotel.

300 guest rooms...how do you guess that?
The only information he currently has is that the room booked for his parents is on the 66th floor. Assuming that Jiang Qingkui booked a new room on a nearby floor, it would be a room between the 65th and 67th floors.

Even if only three floors were left, there were still more than 50 guest rooms to choose from. Zhou Wang only had half an hour. He couldn't just be stupid and knock on every door, right?
There is no way the hotel would allow him to harass others like this.

"This game is unfair. I protest. The information gap is too big."

Zhou Wang sent a message to Jiang Qingkui.

"Yes, a little bit... Let's put it this way, Mr. Zhou, since you gave me a surprise tonight, you can ask me any question other than the room number as a hint, but you can only ask one."

Seeing this, Zhou Wang lit a cigarette for himself and stood there, lost in thought.

After a moment, Zhou Wang, who seemed to be thinking about something, showed a confident smile and typed:
"Qingkui, I need you to stand by the window of the room, hold your phone horizontally, take a picture of the night view outside the window and send it to me."

……

In a guest room of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, Jiang Qingkui, still wearing a formal dress, was standing by the window.

The fitted dress outlines her perfect S-curve, and the exaggerated large opening design leaves a large area of ​​her back skin completely exposed. Under the orange light, her flawless back looks like a piece of fine cold white jade, emitting an alluring halo.

After seeing Zhou Wang's message, Jiang Qingkui was slightly stunned.

She was a little confused. Originally, she thought that if the roles were reversed, she would most likely ask about the floor through this question, because after locking the floor, it would not be that difficult to find a guest room within half an hour.

After all, the probability of the correct answer has been reduced from several hundredths to a dozenths. Even if you use the dumbest method and knock on doors one by one, there is still hope of winning the game.

But Jiang Qingkui never expected that Zhou Wang would ask her to stand at the window and take a photo.

However, since this was Zhou Wang's request, Jiang Qingkui certainly would not refuse. He immediately took two steps back, held up his phone, took a photo and sent it over.

Then Zhou Wang became silent.

Jiang Qingkui held her cell phone in her hand, staring at the night outside the window in a daze. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that her heart was not as calm as she appeared to be.

I don't know how much time passed in inexplicable anxiety, but there was still no knock on the door. Jiang Qingkui glanced at his cell phone and saw that there were less than 5 minutes left before the agreed half hour.

So... he still couldn't find it?
Jiang Qingkui seemed relieved, but also a little disappointed. When she picked up the phone to ask Zhou Wang, suddenly, a soft ringtone came from behind her.

Jiang Qingkui's heartbeat accelerated instantly. She came to the porch where the light automatically turned on, but hesitated the moment she reached out her hand.

Soon, the doorbell died down, but Jiang Qingkui's cell phone rang "ding dong".

"I know you are standing behind the door. If you are sure you want to cheat, I can pretend nothing happened and leave now."

Seeing the message sent by Zhou Wang, Jiang Qingkui bit her rosy lips, then took a deep breath and opened the door.

Sure enough, Zhou Wang was standing at the door, but the teasing she had imagined did not come. Instead, Zhou Wang handed her a big bunch of bright red roses, which seemed to have crystal dewdrops swaying on them.

Smelling the fragrant flower scent, Jiang Qingkui was a little absent-minded: "This is..."

"The bouquet of flowers I brought to the airport today was definitely not for you. This one is... Please give me a chance to make amends." Zhou Wang smiled brightly, making Jiang Qingkui flustered.

"How...how do you still have time to buy flowers?"

Jiang Qingkui took a step back holding the red rose to make it easier for Zhou Wang to enter. She lowered her head, trying not to let Zhou Wang see her expression clearly, and just asked softly.

She always felt that Zhou Wang was different tonight, but she couldn't tell the difference from usual.

"Because it only took me three minutes to guess the room you were in. Since I had plenty of time, buying a bunch of flowers was of course a piece of cake."

Zhou Wang naturally took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, while speaking casually.

"3 minutes?"

Jiang Qingkui asked in disbelief, "How is it possible..."

"Why isn't it possible?"

Zhou Wang smiled faintly. If Zhang Dashao and others who were more familiar with him were here, they would know it in a second... Step back quickly, Brother Gou is starting to show off.

"In the photo you took of me, my line of sight formed an oblique triangle with the 259-meter-high revolving glass corridor of the Oriental Pearl Tower. It is not difficult to calculate that the height you were standing at was probably between 243 and 250 meters, which is equivalent to the height of the 56th to 57th floors of the first phase of the IFC..."

"From the area of ​​the floor-to-ceiling windows, it can be seen that you are in a larger suite, and the night view outside the window reveals your direction... Based on the above information, you will only be in the director's suite of Ritz-Carlton 5606. What's the problem?"

Jiang Qingkui didn't expect that Zhou Wang could calculate so much information in such a short time with just a photo...

No, when did Zhou Wang become so good at math?

Isn't he a liberal arts student?
But what Zhou Wang said was reasonable, and Jiang Qingkui couldn't find any loopholes at all. For a moment, he could only blink his dark eyes, looking at Zhou Wang in shock, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Wang appeared calm on the surface, but he was sneering in his heart.

My sister Qingkui, look, this is what happens when you play games with a hacker...

Zhou Wang, who has the system in his hand, can think of more than five ways to locate Jiang Qingkui just by thinking about it.

For example, as long as he puts on the [Yongen's Demon Mask] he just got, with the help of his super high IQ, it would only take him a few minutes to calculate Jiang Qingkui's location through a photo.

But Zhou Wang was afraid that the side effects of the mask would ruin this wonderful night, so he took a simpler approach -

Upgrade Jiang Qingkui's [resume] on the spot.

Spending 10000 reputation points, Jiang Qingkui's resume, which was originally at the intermediate level, was upgraded to "advanced". The advanced resume would display the other party's location and status in real time...

[Senior resume for women - Jiang Qingkui]

『Real-time location: Suite 5606, Ritz-Carlton Hotel, Phase , Shanghai International Finance Center』

"Character status: yearning, anxious, and timid"

……

Yes, it only took Zhou Wang one minute to "guess" Jiang Qingkui's location.

What mathematical calculation brainstorming? That was all made up by Zhou Wangxiji.

But at this time, he successfully frightened Jiang Qingkui.

After all, she herself is a top student with high IQ, so she knows that Zhou Wang's method will work.

"Come in first. Um, what would you like to drink? I'll get it for you..."

Jiang Qingkui, who was always clear and organized, seemed a little incoherent at this moment. She asked Zhou Wang to sit down, then stood up and walked towards the refrigerator.

"casual."

Zhou Wang's eyes followed her graceful figure, admiring her slightly staggering steps and her straight and slender calves wrapped in black stockings, and he was amazed again.

Even though he is considered to have rich experience, in Zhou Wang's mind, there are still very few people who can compare with Jiang Qingkui in figure.

She is 177cm tall, the same height as Jiang Mo, but according to the feedback on her resume, she is about 5kg heavier than Jiang Mo.

Where did the extra 5 kilograms go?
When Jiang Qingkui and Jiang Mo are wearing the same casual clothes, at first glance, you can't actually find much difference because they both look very thin.

But in fact, Jiang Qingkui's breasts are much more plump.

And all the extra weight she gained went where it should go.

This results in her waist and hip curves being very exaggerated. It may also be for this reason that Jiang Qingkui almost never wears waist-revealing clothes or tight pants.

She hid all the beautiful features of her figure, and radiated with just a cool face.

Today, Jiang Qingkui was stimulated by that bastard and wore a dress that showed off her figure... At the dinner just now, she undoubtedly attracted the most attention in the audience.

...In fact, Zhou Wang was somewhat jealous.

Who would be willing to show the "treasure" that belongs to them alone to others?
"Here you go...Coke with ice."

I don’t know if she had done some kind of psychological preparation while going to get the drinks, but when Jiang Qingkui turned back, her face had regained its calm, and that kind of arrogant and cold temperament vaguely emerged again.

When she put down her drink and wanted to sit opposite Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang curled his lips and suddenly grabbed her hand, pulling her back before Jiang Qingkui could react. With Jiang Qingkui's exclamation, she fell into Zhou Wang's arms.

The plump full moon created a soft yet firm feeling of pressure. Zhou Wang put his arms around her slender waist and sighed with satisfaction.

Jiang Qingkui's mood, which had finally calmed down, became shattered again in an instant. She could only struggle to remain calm, and said with rapid breathing:
"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing...please let me go."

"Why, didn't you invite me to communicate?"

Zhou Wang buried his head in her neck, sniffing the cedar-like woody scent on her body. The hot breath she exhaled gave Jiang Qingkui goose bumps all over her body.

As if she sensed something, she bit her red lips and dared not move anymore, "Can we...can we chat first?"

Zhou Wang seemed to be thinking about something, and then really let her go.

Jiang Qingkui, who fell to the side due to unstable center of gravity, was somewhat stunned. She had been mentally prepared to have a tug of war with Zhou Wang. After all, according to past experience, a man would always take advantage of her enough before letting go. However, she did not expect Zhou Wang to be so easy to talk to this time.

When Jiang Qingkui was a little confused, Zhou Wang took a sip of ice cola and suddenly said:

"Qingkui, how about I play a game with you?"

(End of this chapter)