The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Even in the midst of the confrontation, Han Yanqian couldn't help but be captivated by the Alphard's distinctive and grand appearance.

For car lovers, this vehicle was unavoidable. After all, the title "First-Class on Land" wasn't given lightly, despite the marketing hype.

When the vehicle was hot on the market, very few business cars could match the Alphard. Its factory price was merely a reference, while other brands were offering various discounts, the Alphard always required a premium of at least 300,000 more for delivery.

Although the car seemed priced at just about a million, the asset status it symbolized far exceeded this range.

If you bought a Porsche at the same price, you'd drive it yourself; but buying one of these meant you had to have a professional driver, and it certainly couldn't be your only luxury car.

Look at the people who bought this car before.

Celebrities, business moguls, prestigious families...

While Han Yanqian was momentarily in a daze, the driver's side door of the Alphard opened. A middle-aged man, dressed in a black suit and wearing white gloves, stepped out. His burly frame was intimidating.

Then, in Han Yanqian's increasingly bewildered gaze, the driver walked straight to Zhou Wang and, in a consulting tone, said, "Mr. Zhou, should I handle this?"

"That would be helpful, thank you."

Zhou Wang was a bit surprised, unsure why the driver would take the initiative, but he nodded.

Then, he saw the driver retrieve the dashcam from the car and walk over to an obviously flustered Han Yanqian, holding up the dashcam and saying,

"Sir, everything you did just now was recorded, including your harassment of this lady and your attack on Mr. Zhou, followed by attempting extortion using your vehicle."

"No, wait, how is that extortion!"

Han Yanqian was shocked and hurriedly said, "Clearly, he..."

"You don't have to explain to me."

The driver shook his head, interrupting Han Yanqian with a cold expression, "I'm calling the police right now and contacting the company's professional lawyer. You can explain to them."

"No, please don't!"

Han Yanqian was utterly panicked, "I won't ask for compensation, I'll leave right now, right now!"

In fact, when the driver approached Zhou Wang, and he realized this Alphard belonged to Zhou Wang, Han Yanqian's confidence began to waver.

He could act tough with a BMW 525 in front of ordinary college students, but he certainly wouldn't dare to make trouble in front of an Alphard owner.

Even if he were blameless and it was all Zhou Wang's fault, he'd have to accept it quietly.

Defiant? Resist?

Don't be ridiculous; what status did he have?!

Unlike young people who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, Han Yanqian, having experienced life's ups and downs, understood too well how easy it was for such people to ruin him, even within the rules.

Seeing Han Yanqian show signs of concession, the driver looked towards Zhou Wang with an inquiring gaze.

"I think it's worth calling the police, though it's hard to say anything else, but extortion is definite. Your car's side mirror should have been broken long ago, right?"

Hearing Zhou Wang's indifferent words, Han Yanqian was panicking and didn't care about his face anymore. He hurriedly fetched a pack of cigarettes from the car, offering them with a strained smile and continuous bows to Zhou Wang and the driver.

"Look at this mess; I just remembered, the side mirror was indeed hit before, my fault, my fault, got confused, it's not a big deal, there's no need for us to take it to the police station, right?"

As he continuously bent and nodded, in a low stance, Zhou Wang ignored him, only looking at Jiang Mo nearby.

Seeing this, Han Yanqian quickly turned to Jiang Mo, sincerely saying, "Momo, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have touched you just now. Can you forgive me this time...?"

"Don't call me Momo."

Jiang Mo finally snapped out of her shock and instinctively said upon hearing Han Yanqian.

"Okay, okay, I'll call you by your name from now on!"

Han Yanqian eagerly nodded.

Seeing Han Yanqian continually nodding and bowing, Jiang Mo's emotions grew complicated.

When had she ever seen this side of him?

Even when her father hadn't gotten into trouble, at most, Han Yanqian showed respect, but now she clearly saw fear in him.

"Let him go, can you?"

Jiang Mo tried to suppress her disgust and turned to Zhou Wang, speaking softly.

Zhou Wang didn't care, as he originally didn't want to waste time on this kind of person. If it really escalated, the process would be too troublesome, and he wasn't sure if the driver was stating facts or just trying to scare him off.

Seeing Zhou Wang wave his hand, Han Yanqian acted as if he'd received a great reprieve, quickly diving into the BMW and speeding off.

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

Zhou Wang sincerely thanked the driver, considering if he could perhaps send a red envelope as a token of gratitude through Bella.

He was somewhat impressed by the driver's professionalism, which was beyond what one would expect of a driver. If not for him stepping in, Zhou Wang might have had to solve this in the most troublesome way possible; now it was much easier.

Zhou Wang wasn't aware that, given his age and exhibited spending power, he was already on the hotel's high-priority client list. Especially since last night, having felt comfortable with his stay, Zhou Wang impulsively extended his reservation by ten more days.

Old Yang, the driver, was a long-time employee at the hotel and had been repeatedly instructed by the manager to do his utmost to accommodate Zhou Wang's needs. Whenever an issue was insoluble, he could seek assistance anytime. Naturally, Old Yang dealt with Zhou Wang's trouble confidently.

"Mr. Zhou, you're too kind; I'll wait for you in the car."

Old Yang said before returning to the vehicle, leaving the rear electric door open for Zhou Wang to board at any time.

By the car, after a brief exchange of glances with Jiang Mo, she lowered her head slightly, her tone a bit disordered as she said,

"I... I'm sorry, and thank you, too."

"It's nothing. Shall I get going then?"

Zhou Wang nodded, not probing into the cause of the incident, as the two weren't very familiar, and Jiang Mo indeed seemed intent on distancing herself from him.

"Um..."

Seeing Zhou Wang already holding the car door, Jiang Mo couldn't help but speak again.

"Yes?"

"Sorry, could... could I trouble you to give me a ride partway? It's the rush hour, and I can't get a cab here. A very close junior of mine is celebrating her birthday, and I'm about to be late... just drop me off somewhere convenient."

It was the first time Zhou Wang heard Jiang Mo say so much in one breath; he could tell she was genuinely anxious.

"Where are you headed?"

"Wanda Vista Hotel... is it in the same direction?"

As soon as Jiang Mo spoke, she noticed Zhou Wang's expression turn a bit strange, prompting her to cautiously ask.