For the sudden prompt from the system, Zhou Wang was actually mentally prepared.
Because on the way here, when he gazed at the Hang City Olympic Sports Center, he had already "seen" the golden exclamation point suspended above the center.
This was the benefit of the chessboard map; he had foreseen that there were triggerable reward events here.
This "Conqueror" title was probably similar to the "King of Compulsion" title, which could be obtained after lighting up the "Compulsion Man" badge five times. It belonged to the ultimate category, but now the system provided a temporary experience card to let him enjoy it for a bit.
Stacking one hundred layers started to offer rewards, which meant he had to garner at least over a hundred positive emotional feedbacks, which dispersed, meant over a hundred people...
It didn’t sound particularly difficult; after all, at this moment, the entire Olympic Sports Center, including the audience, had a staggering ten thousand people. However, this meant Zhou Wang couldn’t remain overly low-key, and he even had to actively step into the spotlight, into the lens...
Since he had already chosen to come here, there was no need to evade anything anymore.
Understanding this, Zhou Wang smiled a little at Endme, and seeing Zhou Wang’s calm smile, the affected Endme wasn’t so flustered anymore. Just when she took a deep breath, intending to get out of the car first, Zhou Wang had already tapped the electrically tintable glass partition in the middle of the front and back seats.
After receiving Zhou Wang’s signal and nodding slightly, Miao Ying opened the car door and stepped out first.
The media, who had long turned on their cameras, immediately focused their lenses there, and the eyes of many showed a trace of amazement, especially the women.
Miao Ying, with her single ponytail and expressionless face, wore a Hermes suit, Burberry shield sunglasses on her high and straight nose, combined with her smooth oval face, showcasing a breezy and neat aura.
To be honest, Miao Ying was better suited to such occasions compared to Zhou Wang. Though she wasn’t good at socializing, she did grow up in front of the cameras...
After getting out, Miao Ying went to the back seat to open the car door for Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang gestured for Endme to wait a bit and then stepped out first. When Zhou Wang stood up straight, flashes pounded on him, and the media’s gaze almost instantly shifted from Miao Ying to him.
How sharp those people’s eyes were!
At first glance, they could tell this Rolls-Royce was definitely not rented. After all, who owned the luxury cars often seen around Hang City was well-known to these local journalists. In fact, if needed, they could even tell you a few of the license plate numbers...
So, this yet-to-be-registered Rolls-Royce was likely a brand new personal vehicle, and for it to be driven to this position, the owner’s identity was worth investigating.
Zhou Wang’s entire body was quickly scanned by them, especially a few female journalists. Just a glance and the corresponding information automatically surfaced in their minds—
LV black four-leaf clover necklace, not much really, just a couple of thousand, any internet celebrity could buy it.
Kiton bespoke tuxedo, wow, never seen this series before, valued at least a million, has already distanced itself from ordinary internet celebrities.
Rolex Meteorite Daytona limited edition, another sizable five hundred thousand...
Handmade custom Hermes crocodile leather shoes, at least a good two hundred thousand...
With just one look, most reporters present felt a bit taken aback. Forget internet celebrities, even in showbiz, it was rare to see stars wearing millions on their bodies.
But what truly excited them was Zhou Wang’s appearance.
He was incredibly handsome!
Among Wuyou’s male artists, there was hardly anyone who could uphold the flag of good looks. The ones that were popular were all product sellers, with looks that could only be described as peculiar. So Zhou Wang’s sudden emergence made them acutely sense "newsworthiness."
"Hello, are you also an artist under Wuyou?"
"Is this Rolls-Royce Phantom yours? Why were you able to drive it here..."
This was also Zhou Wang’s first experience with such a scene, and to say he wasn’t nervous at all would be a lie.
But he maintained his composure, so his expression remained calm.
However, with the system’s prompt ringing, showing that he had garnered three exclamations and received three layers of [Conqueror] tiers, Zhou Wang suddenly felt indifferent...
These were just a bunch of data-gathering NPCs, nothing to fuss about.
Zhou Wang didn’t respond to their inquiries—
Although he had no interaction experience with journalists, he at least learned one thing from books, the more you say, the more mistakes you make; the less you say, the fewer mistakes occur. So long as he kept his mouth shut, everything remained flexible.
Thus, Zhou Wang merely smiled slightly, moved around to the other side of the car door, where Miao Ying had already opened the door, and he slightly bowed to extend his hand to Endme.
Endme, sitting in the back seat, was momentarily bewildered, and didn’t react immediately. When the journalists finally noticed her and started shifting their lenses towards her, Endme realized her heartbeat had started to quicken again.
This acceleration wasn’t just from nervousness; it was also due to Zhou Wang’s hand stretched out before her...
Endme actually didn’t really have the option to refuse, or rather, no normal woman could refuse Zhou Wang in that moment.
So she extended her delicate white hand, glistening with shining points, placed it into Zhou Wang’s hand, and with his help, gracefully slipped out of the back seat holding her dress.
Zhou Wang quietly praised her, noting that Ji Xiaoxi indeed had some upbringing. From the trembling in her palm, Zhou Wang understood that the young lady was far more nervous than she appeared, yet managing to maintain her smile without a hitch was quite commendable.