The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

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Actually, before Zhou Wang opened the book, Jiang Mo still felt a bit uncomfortable.

She didn't believe in so many coincidences. How could two people happen to pick up the same book at the same time? This wasn't some kind of TV drama.

Add to that Zhou Wang's age and his somewhat flamboyant appearance, she was inclined to think it was just a crude way for a young guy to hit on her.

With her looks, what kind of tricks hadn't she seen?

Even just now, when Zhou Wang said to wait a moment, Jiang Mo only thought it was a stalling tactic and was even mentally prepared to give him her contact information if necessary.

But after Zhou Wang started reading, Jiang Mo realized she might have misunderstood.

If that utterly absorbed posture was an act, he should go into showbiz, where he'd surely win an award.

But... the speed at which this guy was reading seemed a bit too fast, didn't it?

So Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment, thinking maybe he was just pretending, but soon Zhou Wang picked up a pen and started "frantically" taking notes while flipping pages.

Yes, Jiang Mo could only think to use the word frantic.

His hand almost became a blur, and before Jiang Mo could react, a page was nearly filled with writing.

His notebook wasn't hidden at all, and Jiang Mo could clearly see his handwriting; he even drew a diagram.

No one could show off to this extent, and since Jiang Mo was a professional, just a glance told her that the guy was seriously studying and interpreting the book... with an efficiency she couldn't fathom.

Was there truly such a genius in this world?

Staring for too long, Jiang Mo discovered something else.

Normal people keeping one posture for too long would naturally begin to slump or make small movements here and there, but not Zhou Wang.

Throughout his reading, he maintained a proper posture, sitting in the chair without moving, yet there was no trace of tension, as if this relaxed demeanor was ingrained in his bones.

Jiang Mo had encountered this before; she knew what it meant.

But this admirable composure and depth appeared on Zhou Wang's somewhat mischievous face. Even Jiang Mo, who wasn't one to judge by appearances, had to admit that at this moment, he was quite charming.

Taking another glance at Zhou Wang's pricey attire and that presumably expensive watch, Jiang Mo slightly lowered her eyelids.

"Thank you."

Taking the book Zhou Wang handed over, Jiang Mo softly said and got up to leave.

Zhou Wang didn't mind; he was still savoring that state of reading as if divinely guided, and the system's prompt sounded the moment he closed the book.

Ding!

"Host has completed recommended book reading, earned points: 20."

"Current second round total points: 20."

Zhou Wang roughly calculated and realized he had earned 20 points in an hour and a half.

The Provincial Library's operating hours were from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., closing for one day each week.

Assuming 12 full hours a day, that's 160 points.

Subtracting the two days it was closed, 12 days multiplied by 160 equals 1920 points.

Tsk...

Without calculating, he wouldn't have known; with the calculation, Zhou Wang was startled. Converting it to equivalent real estate area, it meant he'd eventually acquire nearly two thousand square meters of property.

Although Zhou Wang had never looked into this, he had to wonder whether such large houses existed in Ming City.

In his impression, even villas were no more than eight or nine hundred square meters, and that was already quite large.

Never mind, that's not my problem to worry about.

I'll just work hard and leave the rest to the system.

Zhou Wang eagerly picked up "Wealth of Nations," just about to open it when the light tapping sound of footsteps was accompanied by a faint pine scent; Jiang Mo, clutching her book, pulled out a chair and sat down across from Zhou Wang again.

"Hmm?"

Looking at the returning Jiang Mo, Zhou Wang questioned with his eyes.

"There's no other place available."

Jiang Mo slightly squirmed her nose awkwardly and spoke in a low voice.

Zhou Wang nodded in understanding. It was nearly 11 o'clock now; at least from his viewpoint, the place was jam-packed, and after waiting for him for over an hour, it was no wonder Jiang Mo couldn't find a seat.

Zhou Wang no longer paid attention to Jiang Mo and quickly immersed himself in his new book.

Seeing Zhou Wang not say much, Jiang Mo seemed to sigh with relief. She opened a folder and swiftly began her work.

The small desk fell silent, save for the sound of pages turning and the scribbling of penmanship. Occasionally, when Jiang Mo lifted her head, she would momentarily zone out watching the focused guy opposite her.

She felt an odd sensation, as if despite being only forty centimeters apart, it seemed like they existed in entirely different worlds.

Time passed, and when Zhou Wang finally closed the book and stretched, the wall clock pointed to 2 p.m.

And what Zhou Wang felt first wasn't the joy of gaining knowledge but a faint fatigue and an immense hunger.

He even saw double images of Jiang Mo across from him.

It was only then that Zhou Wang realized that the "genius" state came with a price.

His physical strength and mental energy were being depleted at an alarming rate.

This meant that maintaining this state for 12 hours was pretty much impossible.

"'Wealth of Nations' took me almost three hours, and I earned 50 points. The efficiency hasn't decreased, but I guess it's unrealistic to hope for a 2,000-square-meter mansion..."

Zhou Wang wasn't too disappointed; while acquiring 2,000 points seemed out of reach, getting more than 1,000 points should still be doable.

"Is there anywhere to eat in the library?"

"There's a café upstairs, but probably not what you're looking for."

Jiang Mo froze for a moment before realizing Zhou Wang was talking to her, then softly replied.

"Thanks, have you eaten?"

"I don't need... I already ate."

Jiang Mo hurriedly shook her head.

Zhou Wang gave her a curious glance. Perhaps not completely out of that state, he keenly sensed a hint of tension hidden behind Jiang Mo's cool expression. What...?

I just asked casually; what's there to be nervous about?

"Could you hold my seat for a moment? I'll be back soon."

Nearly driven mad by hunger, Zhou Wang didn't dwell on it. After Jiang Mo nodded, he quickly walked out.

Fortunately, with Cui Lake as a famous landmark near Ming City, there was no shortage of food nearby. Over half an hour later, feeling somewhat full, Zhou Wang returned holding two Luckin coffees.

"I'm not sure what you like to drink, so I got a half-sugar coconut latte."

Zhou Wang set the coffee in front of Jiang Mo and, with a sidelong glance, noticed the paper she had spread open on the table. He couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Are you from Caiyun University too?"

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