Even if Wang Xuewei was slow-witted, she understood what was going on from their words. Her face immediately turned deathly pale. Although she had long known that Zhou Ziwei was a womanizer who spent his days indulging in debauchery, she never imagined that he would do something like this while accompanying her on a solo trip.
Wang Xuewei ignored the glamorous women and turned to Zhou Ziwei's room. She slammed the door open and stared at Zhou Ziwei, who was slowly getting dressed and preparing to leave. Her lips trembled as she said with utter disappointment, "Zhou Ziwei, you... you'll die if you don't find a woman for one night!"
After saying that, Wang Xuewei could no longer control her fragile emotions. Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the floor, like a poignant painting.
Wang Xuewei really wanted to leave some beautiful memories before separating from Zhou Ziwei, to draw a less gray end to this marriage that was wrong to begin with. However, now... she realized that she was really wrong. She shouldn't have any more illusions about the man in front of her. Maybe the little bit of goodwill she had inexplicably developed for him recently was just an illusion.
A wrong beginning, a wrong end. Since everything was wrong to begin with, how can any beautiful memories be left behind?
As soon as Zhou Ziwei heard the sounds coming from the living room, he basically understood what had happened.
However, Zhou Ziwei was not anxious or concerned about this. In his view, it was just a ridiculous little trick by a petty person, and he naturally wouldn't take such a small tactic seriously.
It would only take him a few minutes to expose this little trick, so he wasn't in a hurry at all, nor did he take it seriously.
But when Zhou Ziwei saw the two lines of tears slowly sliding down Wang Xuewei's cheeks, he suddenly felt a pang of heartache. He paused for a moment, then looked at Wang Xuewei's despairing face and sighed softly, saying, "We were already close to getting a divorce, and I didn't want to explain anything to you, but... I don't want to see you and me going to Switzerland to see the snow with long faces... If that happens... you'll freeze into an ice queen. So... I think I should clarify something for you: these women have absolutely nothing to do with me. They must have been invited by someone else..."
Wang Xuewei was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then slowly shook her head and said, "Do you think I would believe that? They clearly said that Mr. Zhou from room 1103 sent them. Is there another Mr. Zhou in this room?"
Zhou Ziwei shrugged helplessly and said, "If I really wanted to find prostitutes, I wouldn't be sharing a suite with you tonight... Anyone can make a phone call, and for so many prostitutes to actually show up after just one call, the person making the call must be a regular customer... Right... ladies?"
As Zhou Ziwei spoke, he turned to face the five heavily made-up women, a strange light flashing in his eyes. His tone remained calm as he slowly said, "Ladies, who sent you here? Now you should tell the truth, right? You've all seen... I live with my wife, so why would I call you here? I think some gentleman is using you to play a joke on me, isn't he? Who is that gentleman? I think... it must be someone you know, right?"
Zhou Ziwei didn't want to waste time with these women of the night, nor was he in the mood for any detective or deduction games, so he immediately used his newly learned hypnosis technique to hypnotize all five women.
Hypnosis is an extremely difficult skill to master. Even one-on-one hypnosis has a considerable chance of failure. If it were Mr. Zhu, one of Qiao Mulin's subordinates, he probably wouldn't be able to hypnotize five people at once, even if it cost him his life.
Although Zhou Ziwei's hypnosis skills were derived from Mr. Zhu's soul memories, Mr. Zhu was, after all, just an ordinary person. Zhou Ziwei, on the other hand, possessed a soul power hundreds or thousands of times greater than Mr. Zhu's. Therefore, even though Zhou Ziwei's current understanding of hypnosis was only a smattering of the subject, the effects he could achieve with his powerful soul power were already enough to make even the world's most famous hypnosis masters hesitate.
So... Zhou Ziwei simply used some special methods to send the mutated soul power into the brains of the five young ladies through their eyes and voice. The five young ladies, who had been acting all high and mighty, immediately froze, and then, somewhat uncontrollably, rushed to answer Zhou Ziwei's words, saying, "Yes... it was Young Master Zhang who called our supervisor to send us here. He said he was going to play a prank on a friend and promised to give each of us a big red envelope afterwards!"
Volume Two: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 345: The Four Young Masters of the Capital
Under hypnosis, Zhou Ziwei forced the five women to tell the truth. He then turned to look at Wang Xuewei, whose face was filled with anger and shame, waved his hand lightly, and snorted at the five women, saying, "Alright... now you can go find that guy and collect your red envelopes... get out of here!"
With a single, soft sentence, Zhou Ziwei subtly channeled a fraction of his soul power, instantly sending the five young ladies fleeing the room in a panic.
As for going to find that young master Zhang to get some red paper, not only did they fail to accomplish anything, they also unwittingly betrayed him. At this point, they naturally wanted to stay as far away as possible and dared not provoke him again.
"Ziwei... I'm sorry, I didn't know... it would... turn out like this."
When they were down to just the two of them in the apartment, Wang Xuewei walked up to Zhou Ziwei, feeling embarrassed, and said with her head slightly lowered, "I misunderstood you. I should have known you wouldn't be that kind of person... Ziwei, tell me... were all those unsavory rumors about you... mostly baseless, or were they deliberately trying to ruin your reputation?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziwei chuckled wryly and touched his nose, thinking to himself that this woman was truly a strange creature... She either couldn't see through a trap that even a fool could spot, or she naively wanted to clear his name and erase all his past bad reputation.
Zhou Ziwei shook his head slightly, wisely avoiding further entanglement with Wang Xuewei on this issue. After a slight hesitation, he said, "I think that Young Master Zhang will definitely come to bother you again later. If he invites you to do something again, you don't need to refuse. Otherwise, who knows what disgusting things that guy might do... It doesn't matter if he just tries to pin the blame on me, but if he makes you cry, then he deserves to die."
After Zhou Ziwei finished speaking, he clenched his fist tightly, showing a posture that looked like he was ready to fight that guy to the death at any time. Little did he know that those simple words and this seemingly ordinary posture would stir up a wave of emotion in Wang Xuewei's heart.
He never cared about his reputation, but he couldn't bear to see anyone make him cry... He was so affectionate towards me, but why did I never know that... and why did I hate him so much?
It has to be said that women are truly emotional creatures. Seeing Wang Xuewei looking so infatuated again, Zhou Ziwei was taken aback. Then, as he watched Wang Xuewei walk towards him step by step with a dazed look in her eyes, Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but secretly lament his misfortune.
He cursed himself inwardly for putting on airs. Why couldn't he have just gone back to his room and gone to sleep after finishing this? Why did he have to say such pointless things as not wanting to see anyone make her cry?
Uh… I used to think Wang Xuewei was an ice queen, but I never imagined she'd be so easy to woo. Just a few cheesy sweet nothings and she'd be completely smitten… Oh no… she's coming this way. What do I do next? Is she going to force a kiss on me? And after the kiss… what happens next…?
Just as Zhou Ziwei was struggling with his thoughts and daydreaming, the telephone in the room suddenly rang.
Startled by the ringing bell, the two of them snapped back to their senses, only to find themselves almost touching.
Wang Xuewei gasped slightly, quickly backed away, and then walked to the coffee table to grab the ringing phone.
A minute later, Wang Xuewei put down the phone, looking slightly uneasy. She then gave Zhou Ziwei a light glare and said, "Why won't you let me scold him? He did something so shameful, why should I even bother with him?"
Zhou Ziwei shrugged lightly and said, "You said it yourself, he's capable of such shameless things, which shows how despicable he is. Do you think you can just scold him a few times and he'll behave? This time he brought a few prostitutes to harass us, maybe next time he'll bring a bunch of thugs to cause trouble. Hmph... For scum like this, we either ignore him or, if we're going to teach him a lesson, we should teach him a lesson thoroughly. Even if we can't kill him outright, we should at least make him terrified to the core!"
"How can we make him fear us to the core?" Wang Xuewei frowned slightly upon hearing this and said, "We don't know anyone here, so I think we shouldn't cause any more trouble. Anyway, we're only staying here for one night, so why bother with a petty person like him? If all else fails... we might as well quietly move out of this hotel and find another small hotel to rest for the night."
Zhou Ziwei sneered and said, "A nobody like him isn't worth me hiding from... Don't worry, just wait and see how I deal with him... Let's go! Didn't he invite you to some foreign devils' welcome banquet? Anyway, we haven't eaten yet, and now that someone's treating, why not take advantage of it!"
Wang Xuewei was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. Zhou Ziwei was willing to spend nearly 10,000 yuan a night on a hotel room, yet he would attend an unfamiliar banquet to save money on a meal? Besides... they were indeed very hungry, but this kind of welcome banquet was just a formality. At most, everyone would have a glass of red wine and some snacks and fruit. It was really unlikely that they would fill their stomachs at such a banquet.
However, for some reason, Wang Xuewei now found it difficult to refuse any request made by Zhou Ziwei. Seeing that he insisted on going, although she was still a little worried, she could only nod helplessly.
The two then went back to their respective rooms to change into more formal attire, and then left the room together again, heading straight for a separate business banquet hall on the second floor, as Zhang Jiayang had previously instructed...
"Ah...ha...Young Master Liu...Welcome to grace us with your presence...Mr. Ma, it's been a long time since you played golf with my uncle! Oh, Miss Gao...you're getting more and more beautiful...I wonder if you'll charm all four young masters of Beijing...haha..."
At the entrance of the luxurious banquet hall on the second floor, a welcome banquet was specially held to welcome visitors from an international group. Zhang Jiayang, a middle and senior manager of Jinglong International Trade Company and the chairman's nephew, naturally had to take on the responsibility of welcoming guests on behalf of his uncle.
Although Zhang Jiayang has not been officially involved in business for very long, he is shrewd and cunning, saying one thing to one person and another to another. Although he is not yet able to truly integrate into the circle of high-ranking officials in Beijing, he has at least become somewhat familiar with that circle in the past two years. At this moment, he speaks as if he knows all the celebrities from Beijing who have been invited to the event like the back of his hand, as if he knows each of them as well as his own family.
This made Zhang Jinglong, the chairman of Jinglong International and Zhang Jiayang's uncle, who was accompanying important guests, nod in approval. He felt that this nephew was much more sensible and obedient than his own son.
"Ah...ha...Young Master Li...I never expected you to come...This is so exciting!"
When Zhang Jiayang suddenly saw a tall, handsome man in his thirties walking slowly with four burly men, he was first stunned, then his face flushed with a drunken smile, and in his excitement, he couldn't help but ramble on.
This is one of the famous Four Young Masters of Beijing... Normally, he's not someone that second- or third-rate people like them can get close to. Although the Zhang family had politely sent an invitation to this young master Li for the banquet, they didn't dare to expect him to actually attend.
But now this person has suddenly actually arrived, which is bound to be a big surprise to Zhang Jiayang.
"Am I that old? Who are you, kid...? Why can't you speak properly?"
When Li Liang heard Zhang Jiayang address him as "you old man," he couldn't help but frown. He used to not care much about such details, but once a person is over thirty, they seem to become more sensitive about age. So how could he be happy to see a man who seemed to be about the same age as him being so respectful to him?
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiayang trembled in fright and hurriedly explained, "Young Master Li, please don't be offended... I... I was just trying to show my respect for you, and I didn't know how to express it properly, so... Young Master Li, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against a junior like me!"
Li Liang had already started walking into the banquet hall when he heard this guy again acting like a junior in front of him. Did that mean... he was old enough to be his uncle? Damn it... it was already annoying enough to be called uncle by a few elementary school kids on the street, and who the hell did he think he was, acting young in front of him and calling himself a junior?
Li Liang's face immediately darkened, and he snorted, saying, "What's your name? What do you do? Hmph... I haven't seen such a eloquent kid in a long time!"
Zhang Jiayang knew he was in trouble the moment he uttered those words. He wished he could slap himself. From the very first sentence, he could tell that this young master Li seemed to care a lot about his age. Why did he have to pretend to be younger in front of him? Wasn't that just asking for trouble?
Just as Zhang Jiayang was at a loss for what to do, his uncle Zhang Jinglong, who had already been alerted, hurriedly came forward to greet him. He laughed heartily at Li Liang and said, "Ah... I didn't expect you to actually come, Young Master Li. This old man is really proud of you... Come, come... Please come in and have a seat... Haha... This is a young man from my family, from the countryside. He doesn't know his place when he speaks, Young Master Li, please don't take offense!"
As Zhang Jinglong pulled Li Liang inside, he whispered in Li Liang's ear, "Come on, come on... We have an important foreign guest this time, a very wealthy man, and also a stunningly beautiful woman... Hehe... With your charm and debonair manner, you might just easily win her heart. Then, if you can get her to invest all her projects in Beijing... then you'll have made a significant contribution to our country... Hahaha..."
Zhang Jinglong was much more eloquent than his nephew. He knew that the four young masters of the capital were all womanizers, and nothing could attract their attention more than beautiful women. Moreover, powerful and influential women were their favorite targets for conquest.
For the likes of the Four Young Masters of Beijing, flirting with celebrities and actresses in the entertainment industry is outdated. Ever since the Edison Chen photo scandal, the reputations of those female stars have mostly failed to arouse much interest in these young masters. In the past, if they had brought a famous and glamorous actress to a banquet, it would have caused a stir and attracted envy.
But now, if you go around with a female celebrity, you'll only be ridiculed... and people might even easily find some photos of that celebrity on their phones...
It is precisely for this reason that the targets of these young masters who hunt for women have long since shifted from entertainment stars to powerful women. For ordinary people, powerful women are not exactly lovable creatures, but for figures like the Four Young Masters of Beijing who stand at the top of the pyramid, they naturally do not feel any pressure because of the strength of these powerful women. Instead, they only derive pleasure from conquering them.
Sure enough... the usually mature-looking young master Li's eyes lit up the moment he heard about such a stunning beauty, especially one from abroad. He gave Zhang Jinglong a knowing, knowing smile, then ignored Zhang Jiayang, that spendthrift brat, and laughed heartily as he walked inside alongside Zhang Jinglong...
"Oh my... isn't this Young Master Hong? It's such an honor for me that you would grace us with your presence..."
Zhang Jiayang, who had just been dealt a heavy blow by Young Master Li, was shocked to see another person, one of the Four Young Masters of the Capital, appear. He trembled with shock. He remembered that he had almost been humiliated by Young Master Li because of a few words he had misspoke. This time, he had to be careful and didn't dare to use any titles or forms of address carelessly.
Little did he know that even though he thought he had been very careful, his words still made the smug-looking Second Young Master Hong's face darken slightly. After looking him up and down, he snorted softly and said, "Where did you come from, you little flea? Do I even know you? Whether I come or not is none of your business."
This young master Hong has never understood the meaning of the word "politeness." Although he often frequents various elegant occasions, he is always full of vulgar language. When he saw Zhang Jiayang's behavior, he was very displeased. He immediately glared at him, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he wanted to beat someone up. This scared Zhang Jinglong, who had just calmed down the eldest young master Li, half to death.
"Oh dear... Young Master Hong, come here... Look... What have you done to upset Young Master Hong, you unlucky brat? Get out of my way... You useless thing..."
Zhang Jinglong never expected that his banquet, which he had set up to welcome several foreign guests, would actually attract two of the four most prominent young masters in the capital.
This was something he had never expected. If it were before, he would have jumped for joy, but now... he had a vague feeling that something he didn't know about had happened, and how could something that could attract the attention of Young Master Hong and Young Master Li be a small matter?
After finally calming down the hot-tempered Second Young Master Hong, Zhang Jinglong secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, silently praying that the remaining two of the Four Young Masters of the Capital wouldn't come to join the fun today. Otherwise, his old bones would be driven to the brink of collapse by these four little devils...
Fortunately, he remembered that the other two people generally didn't like this type of social occasion, so he hadn't sent them invitations today. He figured they wouldn't suddenly come here too.
Then things didn't go as planned. Not long after Young Master Hong sat down, there was another commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall. It turned out that the other two of the four young masters of the capital, Young Master Liu and Young Master Ma, had arrived together.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jinglong immediately felt his head spin even more. The four young masters of the capital had all come together. With such a display of power, even the most oblivious person could guess that something was likely to happen tonight.
It's important to understand that Zhang Jinglong isn't exactly a figure in Beijing's top circles. Normally, if he could invite even one of the Four Young Masters of Beijing to his gatherings, he'd be considered extremely lucky. But today, all four were present, so it's clear... they weren't there because of Zhang Jinglong or Jinglong International Trading Company.
Hmm... It's said that the foreign guests at this banquet seem to be of high status, but... it shouldn't be enough to alarm all four young masters of the capital, right?
Everyone present couldn't help but get excited at the sight. The Chinese love to watch a good show knows no class distinction; whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary citizens, they all feel the same way. Now, the main guests at this banquet were all eagerly waiting for the main show to begin...
Just then, Zhou Ziwei and Wang Xuewei, two outsiders, swaggered over at Zhang Jiayang's invitation...
Volume Two: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 346: Who Do You Think You Are?
Because Zhang Jiayang had just offended two of the four young masters of Beijing, Zhang Jinglong was quite disappointed in him and naturally dared not let him greet guests there anymore. He had already kicked him inside and made him talk to some of the company's more familiar clients.
At this moment, two other senior executives from Jinglong International Trading Company were at the entrance of the banquet hall. They did not recognize Zhou Ziwei and Wang Xuewei at all. When they saw the man and woman walking over, they were about to stop them and politely question them when Zhou Ziwei just smiled at them. The two men immediately became confused, as if they had just fallen asleep. By the time they came to their senses, Zhou Ziwei and Wang Xuewei had already gone inside.
"Huh...you two...you actually came!"
Zhang Jiayang, who was inside entertaining guests, glanced up and saw Zhou Ziwei and Wang Xuewei walking in intimately. He was momentarily stunned.
His original plan was to have the five escorts he had hired entangle Zhou Ziwei, so that Wang Xuewei would be completely heartbroken and disappointed in this man, and then Zhang Jiayang would have a chance to take advantage of the situation.
Zhang Jiayang knew that the young ladies of Yuquan Pavilion were like living demons; any man they set their sights on would be completely drained and wouldn't be able to get out of bed.
Even if Zhou Ziwei is a gentleman, he would immediately become weak-kneed under the charm of those ladies.
Even if those girls didn't get the chance to sleep with Zhou Ziwei, any woman would be heartbroken and disappointed if Wang Xuewei found out that the man she was with had actually invited a few other girls to play with her.
Therefore, when Zhang Jiayang calls to invite Wang Xuewei to the banquet again, Wang Xuewei, who is currently troubled by Zhou Ziwei, will probably not refuse. He might be able to take this opportunity to win her over.
However, Zhang Jiayang couldn't directly invite Wang Xuewei to the banquet alone, so he pretended to suggest that the two of them come together.
However, according to his calculations, the ladies of Yuquan Pavilion should have been gone for quite some time before he made the call. Therefore, the conflict between Zhou Ziwei and Wang Xuewei must have reached an irreconcilable point, and Wang Xuewei would naturally no longer be able to stay with Zhou Ziwei.
However, it seems that these two are even closer than before. Is this... just an act in front of others, or... did the ladies of Yuquan Pavilion come to the wrong place and not bother Zhou Ziwei as he requested?
Despite his doubts, Zhang Jiayang had no choice but to step forward and exchange a few insincere pleasantries with the two before tentatively asking, "That Xiao Wei..."
“Please call me Ms. Wang, okay?” Wang Xuewei interrupted Zhang Jiayang’s question without any politeness, frowning as she said, “We don’t seem to be very familiar with each other before, so please don’t use such a title that only my family can use to address me…is that alright?”
Zhang Jiayang's face flushed with embarrassment at Wang Xuewei's words, but he quickly suppressed his anger, forced a dry cough, and said, "Hehe... alright... Ms. Wang, how is the environment of this hotel? The security here is quite good, unlike other hotels where women who sell their bodies always come to you... At this hotel, if you don't have an invitation and verification from the guest beforehand, people without a guest card simply can't get in... Oh... don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to remind you that you might not know about this place..."
Zhang Jiayang's words really felt like he was trying to cover something up. Originally, Wang Xuewei still had a little doubt about whether Zhang Jiayang had really arranged for those escorts, but now she had no more doubts at all.
It's obvious... this guy was afraid that the five escorts wouldn't find Zhou Ziwei directly but would be stopped by Wang Xuewei, and then Zhou Ziwei would explain things away in a few words, so he deliberately said that.
This means that if someone goes to their room, it must be because they were invited by the host.
If those five young ladies hadn't betrayed Zhang Jiayang, his words wouldn't have mattered. But Zhang Jiayang never expected that the five young ladies had already told him everything under Zhou Ziwei's hypnosis. What's the point of him pretending to be a good person here?
When Zhang Jiayang was halfway through his sentence, he could already sense that Wang Xuewei's expression had turned extremely ugly. He cursed inwardly and tried to make a few excuses, but Wang Xuewei could no longer contain her anger and swung her hand, slapping Zhang Jiayang hard across the face.