Chapter 1766 - 724: Creation Collection_2

Chapter 1766: Chapter 724: Creation Collection_2

Zhou Wang touched his rumbling stomach and walked up to Jiang Qingkui, naturally wrapping his arms around her slender waist as he asked.

Jiang Qingkui had changed into another set of professional attire with an OL style; flesh-colored stockings paired with a chestnut-colored pencil skirt, and she even applied a light makeup, transforming back into her cold and commanding lady boss demeanor, making Zhou Wang’s heart itch.

In any case, as soon as she appeared, Zhou Wang found it hard to hold a grudge about her spending two hours dawdling in the bathroom.

Once Zhou Wang wrapped around her, Jiang Qingkui’s body stiffened a bit, but she didn’t push Zhou Wang away. Instead, she lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and answered, "Let’s go out to eat, might as well take a walk... You go change your clothes quickly, I need to make a few calls first."

At this moment, Jiang Qingkui gently pushed Zhou Wang away and moved to the side to pick up her phone.

Clearly, without clothes she’s a queen and always needs to be on top, but once she puts on clothes, even a proud woman like Jiang Qingkui starts to be shy... Women are such strange creatures.

Zhou Wang clicked his tongue in his heart, wasting no time, he dashed back to the bedroom and casually picked out a set of Hermes casual wear. As he walked downstairs, Jiang Qingkui was still standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, making calls.

"Director Liang, do you really need to ask me about such a small matter? The company regulations clearly state how the holidays are to be arranged during the Chinese New Year and what the overtime pay standards are... What’s wrong with being higher than the statutory rate? That was Mr. Zhou’s decision; what? Are you planning on cutting ’Mr. Zhou’s labor costs’ as well... Don’t dare? I think you’re quite bold."

"Mr. Qin, I’ve reminded you more than once before, haven’t I? Missing the bidding date wasn’t my fault, right... Sorry, but that person’s influence doesn’t work for me. You’ll have to try again next year."

"..."

"Yueyue, yes, please help me book a new flight... No, not tonight, tomorrow morning... Or book for tomorrow afternoon, yes, tomorrow afternoon."

Zhou Wang waited nearby for a while until Jiang Qingkui finished her last call, then the two walked side by side out the door.

However, along the way, Jiang Qingkui was really overwhelmed by the strange look in Zhou Wang’s eyes, feeling somewhat embarrassed and annoyed as she asked, "What’s wrong, Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong with my makeup?"

"Uh, no, it’s just that seeing you work... it’s simply captivating."

Zhou Wang chuckled, and before Jiang Qingkui could react, he sighed lightly and took her hand, giving it a squeeze, "Besides, thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Wang’s gratitude was sincere; he felt increasingly lucky to have met the ’desperate’ Sister Qingkui.

Otherwise, where could he find such a capable, loyal, and hard-working lady boss to help him manage such a large corporation?

Originally, all these troubles should have been his...

Faced with Zhou Wang’s sincere gaze, Jiang Qingkui’s nose inexplicably tingled, and she quickly turned her head away, afraid Zhou Wang might notice her abnormality.

Yet, it wasn’t until they walked out of the residential area that Jiang Qingkui realized a problem... Zhou Wang, that cunning man, after taking her hand, seemed to have never let go.

Holding hands with a man on the street was an experience Jiang Qingkui had never had.

She instantly felt awkward in every way, as if everyone on the street was staring at her, and that uncomfortable feeling almost overwhelmed Jiang Qingkui.

She tried to discreetly free herself, but not only did Zhou Wang not let her succeed, he instead changed positions, interlocking their fingers, leaving Jiang Qingkui even more powerless to resist.

But soon, another call came in, leaving Jiang Qingkui no time to address their entwined hands.

"Mayor Li, hello... Of course, I’m interested; giving back to the public has always been one of Wangzhou’s corporate goals..."

...

Beidou No.1 Courtyard has a superb location, surrounded by eight major business districts. Zhou Wang walked with Jiang Qingkui to the famous International Trade CBD, without any particular destination, just familiarizing themselves with the environment "around home."

They kept walking into the brightly lit shopping centers, where Jiang Qingkui finally hung up the phone.

During this process, Jiang Qingkui had already answered three more calls and sent two emails, making Zhou Wang suspect that even if he led her into a ditch, she probably wouldn’t notice.

"Give me your phone."

After waiting until Jiang Qingkui finished using the phone again with great difficulty, Zhou Wang reached out.

Jiang Qingkui looked a bit puzzled but didn’t ask much, handing the phone to Zhou Wang.

Then she saw Zhou Wang directly press the power-off button.

"Hey, you..."

"Take a break for a day, just tonight, don’t think about any work... It’s the boss’s order."

Zhou Wang put her phone in his pocket, speaking with authority.

Jiang Qingkui felt a bit helpless, but after biting her lip, she didn’t say much more, finally casting her gaze around.

"What do you want to eat? It should be well-stocked around here, but you know, most are chain stores..."

Zhou Wang was seeking Jiang Qingkui’s opinion when she suddenly interrupted.

"Zhou Wang, is this the International Trade?"

"Yes, the iconic ’big pants’ is still standing there, isn’t it?"

"Then we’re not in a rush to eat; let’s shop around first."

Jiang Qingkui glanced at the Patek Philippe watch on her wrist and suddenly pulled Zhou Wang along, identifying directions before moving forward.

Shopping?

Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned.

No way... You’ve been relentlessly working for eight hours straight, aren’t you hungry? Can’t we eat first before shopping?

Yet Zhou Wang only grumbled inwardly, having taken her "First Blood" last night; today, his role was undoubtedly the "submissive good man." So, since Jiang Qingkui wanted to shop first, Zhou Wang had no choice but to accompany her.

Quickly, Jiang Qingkui led Zhou Wang to the South District of the China World Mall.

China World Mall is one of Beidou’s most concentrated luxury brand malls; a glance reveals brands like Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Hermes, Dior, Gucci, Prada, Cartier, BVLGARI, and so forth, almost covering all the top international brands.

Perhaps due to a different mindset, as Zhou Wang saw these shining brand lights, a thought unconsciously crossed his mind... It’s hard to tell when Huaxia will have its own top luxury brand?

Huh, wait, what’s that?

Zhou Wang swept his eyes over, suddenly pausing.

Because among those international brands, there actually appeared a Chinese logo.

The feeling was quite abrupt; it’s not that China World Mall doesn’t have domestic brands, but according to its design, South District is meant to be the concentration of international brands, while Central and North Districts have more domestic brands.

So suddenly seeing a Chinese brand, Zhou Wang was naturally somewhat surprised.

But when Jiang Qingkui pulled him in that direction, Zhou Wang slowly realized something.

Not long after, they stopped at the entrance of what was evidently a newly opened store.

From the entrance extending outward, flower baskets stacked over a hundred, the carpet bright red, with many ribbons still strewn on top, while more people surrounded the luxuriously renovated store entrance, pointing and discussing, a long queue forming at the store entrance.

The store space of about a hundred square meters inside was orderly filled with many customers, but oddly, there weren’t many people checking out at the cashier.

Zhou Wang’s gaze slowly moved upward, seeing the name of the store:

"Creation Collection."

In the lower right corner of the minimalist-designed facade, you could also see the glowing additional four words—"Wangzhou Pharmaceutical."

"I almost forgot; today is the launch day of ’Water of Life’."

Zhou Wang murmured, then looked wryly at Jiang Qingkui standing next to him with luminous eyes.

He thought she genuinely wanted to shop, but in the end, it was still for work...