Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 513 Exploring the Pocket
Whether Zhou Dajun and his wife accepted it or not, they clearly didn't have time to react further due to Zhou Wang's precise timing.

The next second, led by the waiter, Xia Xiwei and Yan Baiqiu, wearing sunglasses and masks, pushed open the door to the private room and walked in.

"You two must be Xiao Zhou's parents. I am Yan Baiqiu, Xi Wei's mother, and this is her aunt, Yan Siyun. Actually, we met at the banquet, but we didn't have a chance to greet you then..."

Yan Baiqiu had already given the most enthusiastic smile she had ever given, but the unique temperament of a high-ranking official's family still shone through her bones, instantly making Zhou Dajun and his wife stand up somewhat awkwardly.

In fact, their bewilderment was not only because the Yan Baiqiu sisters were obviously not ordinary people, but more so because they were completely unprepared.

Of course, for Yan Baiqiu, who already knew about Zhou Wang's family background, Zhou Wang's parents' behavior was perfectly normal...

Yan Baiqiu was even somewhat satisfied, because Zhou Dajun and his wife seemed to be honest people in the traditional sense, and would definitely be easy to get along with.

Many people have misconceptions about the term "marrying someone of equal social standing." Many wealthy and powerful families seek marriage partners from families of equal social standing, but what they are really looking for is not the so-called exchange of benefits.

There was no real exchange of benefits; it was based on marriage.

The reason why people seek out equal families is often because they are looking for equal communication.

It's unacceptable for one person to be discussing national affairs while the other is concerned about whether the pork they bought today has been injected with water...

Similarly, the same applies to married couples. If one party lacks the ability and patience to compromise, once the initial passion and novelty wear off, all that's left is a mess.

If the families are destined to be unequal, then at least find an honest family with a clean background, so as not to cause any other trouble... Yes, in the end, it is the "honest person" who bears all the blame.

Therefore, Yan Baiqiu had a very good impression of Zhou Wang's parents. After exchanging pleasantries and getting to know them, he immediately asked Yan Siyun behind him to present the gifts he had brought.

Tea without logos, cigarettes and alcohol with special labels... Zhou Dajun and his wife didn't know their value, but Zhou Wang recognized at a glance that these were all good things that couldn't be bought on the market, and quickly accepted them on behalf of his parents with a smile.

Zhou Dajun was quite embarrassed, because they had brought a gift, while they had come empty-handed, which was obviously inappropriate.

But Zhou Wang certainly wouldn't make such a "low-level mistake." He immediately smiled and waved, and Lin Ran, who was standing in the corner of the private room, quickly came over carrying a large pile of things.

"Aunt Yan, this is a gift my parents prepared for you and Uncle Xia. It includes some local specialties from Yunnan Province, as well as free-range eggs from my grandmother's farm..."

Yan Baiqiu glanced at it and, as Zhou Wang had said, it was all local specialties such as mushrooms, ham, and eggs. He immediately nodded in satisfaction.

She was genuinely worried that Zhou Wang, with his vast wealth, would once again spend money on some expensive jewelry.

After all, when Zhou Wang visited last time, all his aunts gave him a piece of high-end jewelry, and when he left, he also gave her a gift box separately. Later, she consulted others and found out that the Bulgari bracelet was indeed worth at least six figures, which really made Yan Baiqiu feel a little overwhelmed.

The gift was too extravagant; it's really hard to reciprocate...

This time, she made a special trip to Xia Xiwei's grandfather's "storeroom" to take some cigarettes and alcohol, thinking that she should at least repay the favor. If Zhou Wang came again, she would be at a loss.

On the contrary, this kind of nutritious local specialty that looked completely organic suited her taste perfectly, and she accepted it without any guilt.

Zhao Guihua stared wide-eyed at Zhou Wang's serious boasting, something about "eggs from his maternal grandmother's house"... Zhou Wang's maternal grandmother had stopped raising chickens several years ago.

Regardless, Yan Baiqiu was clearly fooled, and the group finally sat down and began their dinner, each with their own thoughts.

It wasn't until Xia Xiwei took off her sunglasses and mask that Zhou Dajun and his wife vaguely recognized her.

"Oh my, you're that girl on the red carpet that night, that big star..."

Because Xia Xiwei had held Zhou Wang's hand at the time, and the girl was indeed beautiful with a pair of big, dark eyes that made her very pleasing to the eye, Zhao Guihua had a deep impression of her.

"Yes, hello uncles and aunts, I'm Xia Xiwei. You can call me Xia or Xiwei, it's fine~"

Xia Xiwei said with a sweet smile. Her obedient appearance made Zhou Dajun, who had been frowning, unable to keep a straight face any longer. He could only glare at his son.

What a wonderful girl! How could you treat her like this?!
Zhou Wang could certainly sense the meaning in his father's eyes, and could only cry out in his heart that he was wronged.

He could accept anything else, but Xia Xiwei... she really came to him of her own accord!

Even the clichéd plot of pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend was suggested by Xia Xiwei.

Zhou Wang just didn't expect it to take so long... No, he didn't know when it started, but Xia Xiwei stopped mentioning this matter altogether, which made him suspect that she was trying to turn a "fake relationship into a real one".

This can also be seen from her act of secretly sneaking into someone's house at the dinner party before the time reversal.

But Zhou Wang knew she wouldn't admit it unless he was determined to sever all ties with her...

But ironically, Zhou Wang, that bastard, is actually a little reluctant to let go.

Everyone says celebrities are just "actors," and that the entertainment industry is all dirty, but if you were given a top actress like Xia Xiwei, adored by millions and with all the glamour, would you just say "it's surprisingly good"?

Leaving aside Xia Xiwei, even Miss Yang, who is already an "older married woman," is quite tempting to Zhou Wang, often making his Dao heart unstable.

Zhou Wang sat down next to Xia Xiwei. Seeing Xia Xiwei's well-behaved and sensible appearance, he couldn't help but murmur, "If anyone says you're not a good actress, I'll get angry with them."

"They were clearly sincere."

Xia Xiwei's smile remained unchanged, but she replied in a pitiful tone.

Zhou Wang curled his lip, but could only sigh at the strangeness of life. His relationship with Xia Xiwei was the most innocent, but their "progress" was incredibly fast, and their parents were already having dinner together.

In fact, Zhou Wang was quite relaxed. After all, it was the first time the two sets of parents had met, and it was impossible for them to talk about marriage right away. With the help of Yan Siyun, whom he had bribed in advance, the whole meal was uneventful for Zhou Wang.

The only thing he had to deal with was Xia Xiwei's restless hands and feet always reaching out from under the table.

She probably didn't mean anything by it; she probably just felt that in this kind of situation, seeing Zhou Wang seriously trying to get close to her mother, she couldn't help but want to tease him a little.

But she really didn't expect Zhou Wang to be so "bold".

After several attempts to subdue Xia Xiwei by holding her small hand failed, Zhou Wang smiled and chatted with Yan Baiqiu about foreign customs and traditions while reaching his hand to the hem of Xia Xiwei's skirt. Before Xia Xiwei could react, he slipped his hand inside with a "whoosh."

Today, Xia Xiwei is wearing her favorite pink and white floral print dress with a halter neck and spaghetti strap design. Because it is a relatively formal outfit, the skirt is not short, only revealing a section of her fair calves.

For this reason, Xia Xiwei was not really on guard when Zhou Wang's hand touched her knee.

However, she overlooked the fact that she was sitting, in which case her skirt would naturally gather, barely reaching above her knees. So when Zhou Wang's hand suddenly and unhindered her smooth thigh, Xia Xiwei's face flushed red instantly.

She was restless, but couldn't lash out, since she had provoked Zhou Wang in the first place.

She could only try her best to hold Zhou Wang's hand down, but because she didn't have enough strength to begin with and didn't want to make too much noise, the barrier was actually not very effective.

Xia Xiwei was both ashamed and annoyed, and could only hope that Zhou Wang would stop after taking enough advantage of her, but she overlooked the second problem...

Her naturally beautiful legs, combined with the smooth, supple flesh they've carefully maintained, are so soft and bouncy that you can't get enough of touching them in just a short while.
Zhou Wang's actions became increasingly unrestrained until, at a certain moment, both of them froze simultaneously.

Zhou Wang glanced at Xia Xiwei with an inscrutable expression, while Xia Xiwei was nearly driven mad.

She then suddenly realized the third, and most important, problem.

Because she was wearing a midi skirt and attending a private occasion, she wasn't wearing safety shorts today.

How to do?
Sensing that Zhou Wang was already getting restless, and especially since she herself seemed to be showing symptoms that she couldn't control, Xia Xiwei's body was trembling when her aunt Yan Siyun suddenly coughed heavily.

She lowered her head slightly, but from Zhou Wang and Xia Xiwei's angles, they could both see her expression.

Yan Siyun's face was flushed, her eyes wide as she stared intently at Xia Xiwei's skirt, where the shape was clearly off, and then there was Zhou Wang's hand disappearing under the table...

Xia Xiwei never expected that her aunt would discover this scene. Although she seemed to have been saved, Xia Xiwei's embarrassment reached its peak.

What angered her most was that Zhou Wang, that bastard, remained unfazed even though his aunt was watching him. He simply withdrew his hand slowly and deliberately. What was even worse was that on the way back, he still pinched her hard a few more times.

"Auntie, are you alright? Did you choke? Have some water?"

As Yan Baiqiu and the others looked over in surprise, Zhou Wang picked up his water glass and said to Yan Siyun with concern.

"Ah, I, I'm fine..."

Yan Siyun panicked and instinctively reached for Zhou Wang's hand with an embarrassed smile. However, when their fingers touched, Yan Siyun trembled and almost dropped the water glass.

She stared at Zhou Wang's palm with suspicion... The moisture on his hand must be from the cup, right?

Regardless, Yan Siyun clearly dared not drink the glass of water Zhou Wang handed her.

Xia Xiwei, who wished she could bury her head under the table, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her aunt had quickly returned to normal and didn't seem to have any intention of exposing her. Although she hated Zhou Wang with a vengeance, she obviously didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

Thus, Zhou Wang, having achieved a complete victory, was finally able to eat properly.

Because Yan Baiqiu had to rush back to Beidu that evening, the dinner didn't last long and ended around nine o'clock.

Zhou Wang and his parents saw them off from the private room. As they parted in the hotel lobby, Zhou Wang asked with a smile, "Xiwei, are you staying in Shanghai for another night?"

"No, I'm leaving tonight too. I have to report to the film set tomorrow morning, and I can't be late."

Xia Xiwei quickly shook her head frantically, avoiding Zhou Wang's gaze.

Zhou Wang was both amused and exasperated; she hadn't said that when they texted each other that afternoon...

It seems that after these two incidents, Xia Xiwei has begun to feel some "fear" of herself, which is a good thing, at least she will be more restrained in the future.

After seeing the three off, Zhou Wang turned around and, before his parents could say anything, called Lin Ran over first, "Ran-jie, did you say earlier that there was a very important conference call or something tonight?"

"Ah, really... Oh, yes, it's about the establishment of the Wangjiang Club in Shanghai, it's very important."

Lin Ran was taken aback for a moment, then quickly spoke seriously under Zhou Wang's raised eyebrows.

"Dad, Mom, did you hear that? Well, Ran-jie will take you back to your rooms. I have something to do, so I'll head out now!"

"Woof woof..."

Zhao Guihua had barely spoken when Zhou Wang had already vanished, leaving her so angry that she could only stomp her feet in frustration.

"Why aren't you saying anything? We need to get Wangwang to explain things to us!"

Zhao Guihua could only complain about Zhou Dajun standing to the side.

"What can I say? Besides, business is more important. Can I stop him? ... And what's there to talk about? This brat is like Sima Zhao, always wanting more than he has. I'll see how he gets out of this mess!"

Comrade Zhou Dajun, who had been upright all his life, rarely uttered a curse word, and said with a livid face.

……

It's already 9 PM, what important business could Zhou Wang possibly have?

If there were any tasks that needed to be handled at this time, he wouldn't even need to lift a finger; Xu Wenqian and Jiang Qingkui would have already voluntarily worked overtime.

So, as he walked along the brightly lit riverbank, a cigarette dangling from his lips, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nowhere to go.

Let's go home. I don't even know what to do back home. I don't even have anyone to play games with. I can't expect Yunrou and Yunlan to massage me every day. That would probably give me all sorts of health problems sooner or later...

How about inviting Miss Yang to see a movie?

But at this hour, won't it cause some misunderstanding?
Or perhaps young models from clubs...

Anyway, it seems that Young Master Zhang and his group haven't left yet.

Huh, wait!

Zhou Wang's eyes suddenly widened.

It was only when his thoughts suddenly jumped to the keyword "club" that Zhou Wang suddenly remembered something he had forgotten for several days.

Jiang Mo's best friend who ran away from Beidu seems to still be locked up in the No. 9 building clubhouse...

(End of this chapter)