Chapter 745: Chapter 292: Proposal, Heartbeat, Gift Pack
PM.
Waldorf Courtyard Hotel, in a secondary suite room over 60 square meters.
The soft amber light cast a glow in the elegantly arranged study, the temperature inside maintained a constant 22°C, just right for feeling comfortably dressed in a thin shirt.
At this moment, Zhou Wang, in a white T-shirt, was leaning against the desk, while Jiang Qingkui, with her hair tied to one side, had a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead and was leaning over slightly... slurping on some fries.
"I went to Qingsha Miao Village in person once, the conditions are worse than I imagined, mainly the transportation..."
While eating the junk food handed over by the foreigner, Jiang Qingkui mumbled her report to Zhou Wang.
She had hung her windbreaker on the hanger, revealing a pearl-colored silk blouse underneath, along with a gray Hermes skirt, and further down, her round curves pressed by the chair, wrapped in Wolford advanced flesh-colored stockings, showcasing her tanned thighs.
The scene made Zhou Wang slightly distracted, after all, the most terrifying thing for a person is not having never had something, but having had it briefly, and then losing it for a long time.
He had personally unbuttoned the lining of that professional outfit and closely measured Sister Qingkui’s curves, but now the details of those memories had begun to blur, only remembering... it was absolutely top-notch.
He used to think that among the women around him, Shen Yutong’s figure was unmatched until that night in his luxury flat apartment, through a series of maneuvers, Zhou Wang unlocked the first phase of Jiang Qingkui’s mysteries, only then realizing how shallow his view had been.
Turns out, Sister Qingkui was the true treasure girl...
The difference that made Shen Yutong slightly less competitive should have started from the waning moon, where Shen Yutong was too taut, making the curve look very enticing, a surplus of elasticity, but a lack of softness; whereas, Jiang Qingkui was flawless from every angle...
Smooth to the point of explosion.
That time when Zhou Wang held her, one of his hands never left her.
"Mr. Zhou, I’m reporting to you, and... you’re just being a rogue, do you think this is appropriate?"
Zhou Wang, whose thoughts had been drifting, suddenly heard Jiang Qingkui’s peeved protest, was taken aback, and after realizing, blushed and quickly moved aside to let the desk block his waist.
Damn it, was youthful exuberance my fault?
Of course, such complaints could only be grumbled internally. When he saw Jiang Qingkui turn her head, her shoulders heaving as if truly annoyed, and looked at the KFC combo spread on the table, Zhou Wang felt a rare twinge of guilt, lightly coughing he said,
"I already said the hotel could deliver food, why do you insist on eating garbage fast food?"
Jiang Qingkui had flown from Ming City to Guizhou in the morning, then took an afternoon flight to Beidou, having spent the entire day rushing around, she hadn’t had time for dinner before seeing Zhou Wang.
Originally, Zhou Wang intended to take her out for dinner, but Jiang Qingkui felt it was too time-consuming, unwilling to wait for the hotel kitchen, so she simply bought a KFC combo and brought it back to the hotel.
It was clear to see the fatigue hidden in the folds of Jiang Qingkui’s eyes and brows.
Recently, Zhou Wang had ventured from White City to Beidou, akin to a leisure tour, but Jiang Qingkui had hardly rested for a moment.
The charity dinner scheduled for October in Magic City was the most important event for "Wangzhou Culture" in recent times, although Xu Wenqian had been stationed in Magic City all along, relying on her alone was clearly insufficient, and Jiang Qingkui had also invested a lot of effort...
And then there was the Qingsha Miao Village project, Zhou Wang had only stepped in to take the lead, the subsequent coordination with Yalong Real Estate, and the coaxing with investment representatives appointed by Young Master Zhang and others, all fell on Jiang Qingkui...
Even though those wanting to get on board, like Tang Yiming, Young Master Zhang, naturally wished to avoid conflicts with Zhou Wang, these dealings involving tens of millions or even billions of yuan were no small matter for anyone, some things cannot be shifted by personal will.
Young Master Zhang equaled to having tied half of his family’s future to Zhou Wang, and once failing, he would effectively lose the inheritance rights to the Zhang Group, with no retreat, he dared not be careless.
So this process of negotiation and adaptation with all parties was extremely exhausting, and it was all Jiang Qingkui who mediated within, Zhou Wang knew she actually bore significant pressure.
The most direct manifestation was that in recent times when Zhou Wang woke up in the morning, he would often see messages from Jiang Qingkui sent in the middle of the night or early morning, only to find them all "withdrawn" by the time he checked.
Until one day, Zhou Wang, woken by the need to relieve himself, finally happened to catch Jiang Qingkui sending him a message in the middle of the night, Zhou Wang opened it immediately, screenshot it first, and then sat on the toilet to check it—
Kill the Mockingbird (voice message): "Zhou Wang, bastard, you like feet, huh? Sis will pinch you to death~"
"..."
At the time, Zhou Wang was quite speechless, though inexplicably scolded, he couldn’t help but listen to the voice message several times.
The breathing rhythm, and the intermittent bubble sound, really had something...
Actually, at the time, Jiang Qingkui also sent a picture, but taken casually in the dark, it only vaguely showed a bed and some strange shadow outlines, nothing else could be discerned, possibly because... Jiang Qingkui might have been too exhausted to hold her phone steadily by then.
About the matter of "the secretary sending me random inappropriate messages late at night," Zhou Wang initially thought about finding an opportunity to discuss it with Jiang Qingkui, but on second thought, he decided to pretend he didn’t know.