Game Of Life System!

Chapter 242: Second Edit

Chapter 242: Second Edit

Wow!

In front of the sink in the bathroom, Zhou Wang took a handful of cold water and patted his cheeks, feeling much better immediately.

Although I didn't drink too much, I drank a lot after meeting each of the school leaders.

As soon as he raised his head, a pair of bare hands had already reached out with a tissue, as if to help Zhou Wang wipe it.

Zhou Wang smiled and did not refuse, letting Ni Hong stand on her heels slightly and gently and carefully clean the water stains on her face.

"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"

While wiping, Ni Hong asked with concern.

Zhou Wang didn't know when she followed him, but after leaving the bathroom, Ni Hong, with his hands folded, was already waiting here.

Just as Zhou Wang was about to answer, Ni Hong, who was leaning forward, stumbled a little, seemingly because she was unsteady on her feet, and fell into Zhou Wang's arms. Zhou Wang's hands naturally supported her slender waist.

The silk white shirt was very slippery, and he could feel the delicate texture on the woman's waist. Zhou Wang squeezed it subconsciously, and it felt good.

"Mr. Zhou..."

Ni Hong bit her lip lightly, not daring to raise her head to look into Zhou Wang's eyes, but her body was a little limp.

She held Zhou Wang's shoulders and said softly: "If you are drunk, would you like me to take you to have a rest? Is there a prepared room here?"

"Teacher Ni, will you rest with me?"

Zhou Wang asked with a half-smile.

She probably didn't expect Zhou Wang to be so direct. Ni Hong's pretty face was quickly swallowed up by the blush, but she still replied in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "If Mr. Zhou needs it, I... don't have a boyfriend."

Um?

No boyfriend?

Wouldn't that be a little less fun...ah, wouldn't it be responsible?

Zhou Wang immediately let go of Ni Hong. When Ni Hong looked up blankly, Zhou Wang was about to say something when the sound of high heels hitting the floor suddenly came from the corridor outside.

Ni Hong panicked and subconsciously took two steps back, breaking away from the ambiguous posture with Zhou Wang. Then, Jiang Qingkui appeared at the door of the bathroom in his sight.

She saw that the expressions of the two of them did not change. She just smiled at Ni Hong and said, "Teacher Ni, you are here. Principal Bai is looking for you. It seems that he wants to ask you something."

"Oh, let me go back to the private room first..."

Facing Jiang Qingkui's calm eyes, Ni Hong, who felt a little guilty for no reason, reluctantly smiled at her, nodded to Zhou Wang, turned around and walked away quickly.

Jiang Qingkui glanced at her hurriedly leaving back, and her eyes focused on the folds of the white shirt around her waist. When Jiang Qingkui looked away, she saw Zhou Wang looking at her with a playful look.

This time, it was Jiang Qingkui's turn to feel guilty.

She pursed her lips, avoided Zhou Wang's eyes, and muttered: "It's part of the secretary's job to help you identify women with ulterior motives..."

"That's it?"

Zhou Wang got closer.

Jiang Qingkui subconsciously took a step back, and then she didn't know what was going on in her mind. She raised her head again and looked directly at Zhou Wang, "Of course, what else could there be?"

Zhou Wang smiled, gave her a meaningful look, and then turned around and left. Jiang Qingkui breathed a sigh of relief but was also a little confused.

Zhou Wang didn't take the opportunity to tease her. Was this... a sudden sexual change?

She was mentally prepared to receive a little "minor punishment" for ruining Zhou Wang's "good deed".

for example...

Not knowing what she thought of, Jiang Qingkui touched the hem of her back skirt, and her cheeks became hot.

...

The dinner ended after nine o'clock.

In fact, the food has already been cold, but for this kind of banquet, most of the time is not spent eating. Zhou Wangguang took turns holding a wine glass to play with all the deans and professors, which took more than half an hour.

The professors who were called to attend this occasion naturally had high emotional intelligence and all of them spoke nicely. Zhou Wang drank a lot of alcohol without realizing it.

"Mr. Zhou, you really don't want to yell?"

Principal Bai also arranged a KTV event, but Zhou Wang was naturally grateful and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"I'm too drunk. I'm too drunk. I have to go back and rest. Teachers, let's make an appointment next time!"

Whether it's green or business, he definitely has no interest in singing with a bunch of bad old men.

"Both deans, I'd like to ask you for further cooperation."

After shaking hands with everyone and saying goodbye, Zhou Wang specially said hello to the two deans of the School of Software Engineering and the School of Information.

"Definitely..."

"If Mr. Zhou has any follow-up needs, we will fully cooperate!"

The secretary and executive vice president were all watching, and the two deans quickly made a solemn promise.

"Mr. Zhou, the election of the managing director needs to wait until the next board meeting. However, the directors are quite busy. I will facilitate the convening of the board of directors as soon as possible. I would like to ask Mr. Zhou to wait patiently."

Finally, Chen Gengyun held Zhou Wang's hand and said with a smile.

Zhou Wang knew very well that the time of the board meeting depended greatly on the arrival time of his 30 million donation.

But this is normal. After all, it is difficult to make the school leaders feel at ease if they just say it verbally.

"Understood. Then Secretary Chen, please stay. We'll see you again during the donation ceremony."

Zhou Wang gave his response implicitly.

"Hahaha, okay, see you then!"

Chen Gengyun smiled and nodded, then glanced at Ni Hong, who had been following closely, "How about I ask Teacher Ni to take you to the parking lot?"

"No need, Secretary Chen, did you forget that I lived here every day two months ago, and I can still find the parking lot..."

Hearing Zhou Wang's joking rejection, Ni Hong's eyes, which had some hidden expectations, completely dimmed.

This was the first time she had been so proactive with someone of the opposite sex, almost stripping herself naked and sending her to their bed.

She is the iceberg goddess sought after by countless teachers and students in school, but she does not seem to have any strong attraction to Zhou Wang...

Watching Zhou Wang and Jiang Qingkui leaving one after another, Ni Hong felt resentful in his heart and couldn't help but sigh softly.

...

"Qing Kui, how are you doing with the charity fund?"

The melodious piano music resounded in the carriage of the Mercedes-Benz G63. Zhou Wang leaned slightly on the back seat, closed his eyes and rested, and suddenly asked.

As soon as Zhou Wang spoke, Miao Ying fiddled with her fingers and turned down the volume of the music.

Jiang Qingkui, who was looking at the night view of the city outside the window in a daze, retracted his gaze after hearing this, calmed down and said: "There is only one last civil affairs procedure left. Wen Qian has been running this aspect of the review in the Magic City for the past two days. If you hurry up, , all the procedures should be completed next week and it will be officially listed. "

"Um..."

Zhou Wang responded, but he was thinking deeply.

The 100 million special donation fund obtained through the [Ike's Years Gift Pack] now has more than 80 million left. If another 30 million is donated to Caida, there will be about 60 million left.

Sixty million sounds like a lot, but if you just sit back and have nothing, you won't be able to sustain it for too long.

After all, the foundation also needs to rent office space and recruit office staff. It also has to find a qualified manager through a headhunting company, or Zhou Wang just needs to use another [resume].

These are unavoidable expenses. After the fund is established, the most important issue is how to make the operation of this charity fund enter a virtuous cycle.

Zhou Wang has been studying how to play in this area recently, and he has some ideas and ideas, but he hasn't completely figured it out yet.

"Mr. Zhou, Wen Qian and I have the same idea. Although the fund was established by you, donations must be collected through various channels in order for the foundation to continue healthily. I think the first step is to establish the fund through When listing, hold a charity dinner to expand your influence..."

"Do you want to do it in the magic city?"

Zhou Wang nodded, this was also a way.

"Yes, the Magic City is definitely the most suitable place. The richest people in China gather there. As long as the charity dinner can be held smoothly, the name of the 'Hope Fund' will be known..."

"Do you and Sissi really have no other ideas about the name of this foundation?"

Hearing Jiang Qingkui mention the naming of the charity fund, Zhou Wang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the properties under his name, such as "Dianwang Club" and "Wangzhou Culture", they are already a bit of a personality cult. The naming of this "Wang Foundation" will still make Qingse, a young man in his early twenties, feel a little bit Shameful.

"Mr. Zhou, Wen Qian and I both think that the 'Hope Fund' is the most suitable. As you once said, wealth without social status and corresponding reputation is just a castle in the air. The name of the foundation will also help you. Personal reputation-building considerations..."

Jiang Qingkui said seriously: "When the foundation's operation matures, Wen Qian and I plan to help you apply for the 'Chinese Charity List' and strive to win some awards on the list."

"Okay."

Zhou Wang could only reluctantly nod.

"But Mr. Zhou, there are many problems if we want to hold this charity dinner..."

"for example?"

Zhou Wang was startled.

"The declaration procedures are second. The biggest problem is that we lack the corresponding connections in Shanghai, and we may encounter interference from some local circles."

Jiang Qingkui mentioned this topic a little helplessly, "So Wen Qian and I are discussing whether to move the charity dinner to Hangzhou. After all, you have already established a foothold there, and you have the help of Mr. Zhang and others... ..."

Zhou Wang thought for a moment and then asked: "If it were done in Hangzhou, the effect would be much worse, right?"

"Yes, the lack of influence can only be made up for through some other means..."

"Forget it, let's do it in the Magic City."

Zhou Wang interrupted Jiang Qingkui, "If there are any problems then, I will solve them."

Jiang Qingkui was startled. Although she didn't know where Zhou Wang's confidence came from, she still nodded in agreement.

"The charity dinner should be held in early October. I will tell you the details after the schedule is confirmed."

"Have you bought a ticket to Beidu?"

"I bought it. The flight is in a week."

...

At 10:30 in the evening, Zhou Wang returned to the "Eye of Spring".

After taking the elevator upstairs, Chen Mei helped Zhou Wang take off his coat. Jiang Qingkui, who stretched out, was about to go back to her room to take a bath and do a beauty treatment when she heard Zhou Wang say abruptly:

"Qing Kui, come to my room later."

"Um?"

When the stunned Jiang Qingkui raised her head, Zhou Wang had already walked upstairs, giving her no chance to ask further questions.

This man...why did he ask me to go to his room?

Jiang Qingkui's heart jumped "dong dong dong".

She had also drank a little wine, but now her skin was white and rosy under the blush, and she was so beautiful that Chen Mei who was watching from the side was filled with envy.

Once upon a time, she was so prosperous...

But according to his cousin Chen Shu, Mr. Zhou doesn't seem to dislike mature women.

Chen Mei came back to her senses and saw Jiang Qingkui also going upstairs and Miao Ying also returning to her room. She adjusted the room temperature and lights, and then used the intercom to instruct all property staff not to go upstairs again tonight. Then he returned to his room silently.

...

On the other side, Jiang Qingkui looked at herself in the makeup mirror and was extremely confused.

Her main dilemma was that because she wasn't sure Zhou Wang's purpose in calling her there...

Do I need to touch up my makeup or change my clothes?

The color of this lipstick is not quite right either. It seems too flirtatious at night...

Jiang Qingkui, who was thinking wildly, suddenly woke up, something was wrong!

When did I...become so pretentious?

This is not her at all.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Qingkui gave up those random thoughts and decided to go see Zhou Wang as she was.

She thought about it calmly and realized that although Zhou Wang often told dirty jokes and liked to take advantage of others, he was actually not very messy.

He must be looking for me because he has something serious to discuss, right?

Thinking like this, Jiang Qingkui felt more and more that this was the truth.

However, before going out, Jiang Qingkui hesitated for a moment, then changed her lipstick and lightly wiped it on. Looking at her face in the mirror that had become harmonious in the dark night, she pushed the door open and walked out.

...

In the master bedroom, Zhou Wang, who had changed into light pajamas, poured himself a glass of soda and sat on the sofa.

His eyes gradually became illusory, and his consciousness sank into the system interface.

...

[Resume——Jiang Qingkui]

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"Special matters: Her character has never been conventional. She has long been tired of a life where she can see the end at a glance. At this stage, she cannot live a different life through entrepreneurship, but the colorful life does not only come from entrepreneurship. , having the courage to try new and different things, and learning to treat life from another angle might be a good start..."

(Number of editable times: 2)

After staring at "Special Matters" for a while, Zhou Wang pondered for a moment, then clicked on the "Edit" option, and then started typing the previous content:

"Jiang Qingkui, who felt a different kind of fun in new things, seemed to have opened the door to a new world. She began to have uncontrollable curiosity about more untouched new areas. She was afraid, but also eager. With..."