Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Tang Xinyi sat in the passenger seat, her body stiffening slightly as she smelled the luxurious leather in the car.

The car started with a roar and then merged into the traffic.

Along the way, this Ferrari attracted the attention of countless passersby.

Tang Xinyi sat in the car with her back straight. She could feel a certain pressure emanating from the man next to her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She secretly glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

He was very focused while driving, his fingers resting on the steering wheel. Sunlight streamed through the car window, casting shadows on his sharply defined profile.

Tang Xinyi's heart beat a little faster.

She quickly looked away and gazed out the window.

The car quickly arrived at the Jiangcheng TV station building.

"Let's... let's just stop here." Tang Xinyi pointed to the roadside. "Thank you for bringing me back."

She was about to unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the car when Zhou Cheng suddenly spoke.

"Tang Xinyi".

"Um?"

"What do you want to do with that guy surnamed Wang from last night?"

Tang Xinyi was stunned.

"He harassed you and even tried to threaten you with the sponsorship." Zhou Cheng's voice was calm. "Keeping this kind of person around is just asking for trouble. Whether you want him to go bankrupt or never recover, it's just a matter of a word."

Tang Xinyi's heart trembled.

Can a single sentence determine the life or death of a real estate company owner?

Just what kind of terrifying power does this man possess?

"I..." She bit her lip, "I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."

"Understood." Zhou Cheng nodded and said no more.

Tang Xinyi knew that President Wang was finished.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.

"Goodbye," she said hastily to Zhou Cheng in the car, then walked quickly toward the TV station's main entrance.

She had only taken a few steps when a disgusting figure emerged from behind a pillar at the building entrance, blocking her path.

It's that Mr. Wang!

He looked like he hadn't slept all night; his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and his suit was wrinkled—he was nothing like he looked yesterday.

"Tang Xinyi!" He grabbed Tang Xinyi's arm, his expression twisted with rage. "Where did you go last night? Who were you with?"

"Let me go!" Tang Xinyi was startled and struggled violently.

"Is it him? Is it that gigolo from last night?" Mr. Wang's eyes reddened as he saw the Ferrari still parked by the roadside. "So you've got some nerve! Tang Xinyi! I thought you were so high and mighty! Turns out you're just a gold digger! You found some gigolo who drives a sports car and dumped me?"

His voice was loud, and with people coming and going at the entrance of the TV station, many colleagues looked over and pointed at them.

Tang Xinyi's face turned pale instantly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I don't know you!"

"Don't you recognize me? You were begging me for sponsorship yesterday! And now you don't recognize me?" Mr. Wang roared angrily. "Let me tell you! My company is in trouble! But even if I go bankrupt, it's still better than this gigolo you've found! If I can't take you down, I'll take him down, won't I?"

He pointed in the direction of the Ferrari and yelled, "Kid! Get out here if you dare! What are you trying to show off with that beat-up sports car? Is it rented? How much did you pay for it a month? Want me to reimburse you?"

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Tang Xinyi felt like she was about to be overwhelmed by all the stares and whispers; she wished she could just disappear on the spot.

Just then, the Ferrari's door opened.

Zhou Cheng got out of the car.

He walked towards us at a leisurely pace.

In the morning light, he was dressed in a well-tailored casual outfit, his posture upright, a completely different person from the crazy CEO Wang next to him.

"You...you actually dared to come down here?" Seeing him, President Wang wasn't afraid at all; instead, he became even more agitated. "What? Trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? Let me tell you, this isn't over! I'm not only going to kick this bitch out of the TV station, I'm going to make you..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

Because he saw Zhou Cheng's face clearly.

His eyes widened little by little.

The arrogance and anger on his face gradually faded, turning into fear.

"Zhou...Zhou..." His lips trembled, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't even utter a complete surname.

He remembered!

Last night, his company's cash flow suddenly dried up, all banks rejected his loan application, and several of his biggest partners also announced their withdrawal of investment.

Overnight, he went from a real estate tycoon worth billions to a penniless man burdened with debt.

He begged and pleaded with everyone he knew before he finally found out that it was Huanyu Group that was behind it.

Behind the Huanyu Group, the mysterious new boss who is rarely seen is surnamed Zhou!

He had seen the photo! Although it was blurry, it was the face right in front of him!

"Jay...Jay Chou..."

Mr. Wang's legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

Everyone around was stunned.

Why did Mr. Wang, who was so arrogant just now, suddenly kneel down?

Tang Xinyi was also stunned; she didn't understand what had happened.

Just then, the TV station director, along with a group of senior executives, rushed out of the building.

They didn't even glance at President Wang kneeling on the ground or Tang Xinyi beside him, but ran straight to Zhou Cheng with fawning smiles on their faces.

"Mr. Jay! What brings you here! Oh dear, why didn't you give us a heads-up so we could come down and greet you!" the station manager said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Zhou Cheng ignored him and walked over to Tang Xinyi, naturally helping her tidy her wind-blown hair.

"Were you startled?" His voice was gentle.

Tang Xinyi shook her head; her mind was still a complete mess.

Jay Chou?

What Jay Chou?

Why are the station director and the others so respectful to him?

"Who is he?" Zhou Cheng pointed to President Wang kneeling on the ground and asked the station director.

"He...he's a scoundrel! Mr. Zhou, please don't be angry, I'll call security to kick him out right away!" The station manager was so frightened that he could barely speak.

He just received a notification yesterday that Jiangcheng TV Station has been wholly acquired by Huanyu Group.

And the new boss of Huanyu Group is none other than the ridiculously young Mr. Zhou in front of us!

In other words, starting yesterday, Zhou Cheng has been the master of their entire television station, the one who can decide the life and death of all of them!

But now, this owner has been rammed by some reckless thing right in front of his own TV station!

The station director felt like dying.

"No need," Zhou Cheng said calmly. "I don't want to see this person again in Jiangcheng."

"Yes! Yes! I understand! I'll do it right away!" The station manager nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Cheng ignored them and turned to Tang Xinyi, who was still in shock, saying, "Aren't we going to be late for the morning meeting? Let's go inside."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Zhou... Mr. Zhou!" Tang Xinyi called out to him instinctively.

She looked at him, her eyes filled with confusion and shock.

"Who...who are you?"

Zhou Cheng stopped, turned around, looked at her, and smiled.

"Me? From today onwards, I'm your boss."