After sharing a glass of champagne, Zhou Wang turned and left the studio. Once the door was closed, the noise inside was shut out. He accepted a lighter handed silently by Miao Ying and took a drag from his cigarette. Then he tilted his head back and gazed at the bright night sky of White City.
The scene felt quite cinematic... Zhou Wang thought to himself.
If it weren't for the [intelligence] from the system, Zhou Wang wouldn't have bothered with all this, considering he wasn't familiar with Xia Xiwei to that extent yet.
But since there was advice from the system, he thought he might as well follow through. After all, it was just a small task.
Originally, Zhou Wang considered arranging a fireworks display over Erhai.
But after some thought, he realized it seemed a bit tacky and could easily lead to unnecessary misunderstandings. So, Zhou Wang mobilized the entire crew, while he himself simply acted as a catalyst...
