Here is the second update; I'm astonished that only one brother cast a monthly vote yesterday and today. Where are all the monthly votes?

"Wife, I’m about to burst. If you don't help me cool down soon, I’m going to explode."

Late at night, Wang Zhuo lay on the ** and aimlessly texted Gan Lin**.

A moment later, a reply arrived: "Be good, hold on a little longer. If you really can't stand it, go solve it with Miss Five."

Miss Five meant his right hand. Wang Zhuo snorted and his fingers flew across the screen: "I’m not using Miss Five. I want you."

"But I'm on my period…"

Wang Zhuo threw his phone aside in frustration, sat up, took a drink of water, lay back down on the ** and sent another message: "It doesn't matter if you're on your period. Using your mouth works too."

After sending it, he chuckled slyly twice, wondering how Gan Lin would respond.

After waiting half a minute, the phone finally buzzed, but the text was from Guan Yingying, containing only four question marks: "??????"

What did that mean? Wang Zhuo wondered, confused, and replied with two question marks.

This time, Guan Yingying replied quickly: "What text message did you send me?"

You sent it to me first, didn't you? Wang Zhuo froze, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, and hurriedly checked his sent messages.

A look confirmed it, and he couldn't help but let out a wry laugh. It turned out that the message about using the mouth hadn't gone to Gan Lin at all, but straight to Guan Yingying.

"How could this happen?" he muttered, torn between laughter and tears, then realized the reason.

It turned out that Gan Lin and Guan Yingying’s names both started with 'G', so they were right next to each other in his phone's contact list. After drinking the water, he had used the 'new message' function, and accidentally pressed the wrong person when sending, sending the message straight to Guan Yingying.

He opened that message with a bitter smile. Thirteen characters plus two punctuation marks; the meaning wasn't entirely obscure, but there was no way he could expect Guan Yingying not to understand. Now there was real trouble; how could he explain this to her?

Forget it, I’ll just play dumb, Wang Zhuo replied: "My phone has a virus. I don't even know what I sent."

Guan Yingying, far away in her People's Square apartment, tossed her phone onto the sofa with annoyance. Clutching a pack of absorbent material, she walked toward the bathroom, her cheeks flushed. She muttered curses against the pervert who had just sent her a harassing text, wondering how the scoundrel knew she was experiencing her cycle...

...

The refreshing autumn breeze turned Jiangzhou into a sea of flowers during the Eleventh National Day holiday.

Wang Zhuo picked up Qi Fei with Guan Yingying at Longyang Road. The two women squealed and embraced. Wang Zhuo edged closer, and after Guan Yingying let go, he finally got his fill, taking advantage of the moment. The beauty's body was fragrant and soft, evoking a heart-pounding sensation; he almost didn't want to let go.

Guan Yingying watched silently, thinking that this little pervert really knew how to seize an opportunity to take liberties.

After letting go of Wang Zhuo, Qi Fei blushed slightly. In fact, this was the first time she had been in such close physical contact with a man since graduating from university.

"Let's find somewhere to eat first," Wang Zhuo thought smugly, waving his hand as if nothing had happened.

The three casually found an elegant restaurant. While eating, they chatted. A lot had happened to each of them during their time apart; Wang Zhuo, in particular, had even brandished a gun and killed someone—certainly good material for conversation...

"Find some time to introduce us to your little girlfriend?"

Guan Yingying felt a slight pang of bitterness when she said this. Look at that, Wang Zhuo already had a girlfriend, and she was still agonizing over the few mediocre suitors pursuing her. Where was her Prince Charming?

"Maybe in a little while," Wang Zhuo said with an awkward smile. "After that incident, her mother came to Jiangzhou to stay with her while she studied. She’s watching her very closely."

Qi Fei suddenly understood: "So it's an underground relationship?"

Wang Zhuo smiled wryly and nodded: "Her family doesn't approve of early romance..."

Qi Fei looked at him sympathetically, thinking, what era is this? There are still such old-fashioned parents?

Guan Yingying, however, was thinking something else. This brat was already taking advantage of the girl's every whim through text messages, yet he was still pretending to be pure. His nerve was thicker than the city walls.

She didn't know that the message Wang Zhuo sent that day was an imperative request; he did have those intentions, but he hadn't realized them yet.

...

After the brief meeting, Qi Fei returned to focus on her studio matters, and Guan Yingying had company business to attend to. Wang Zhuo, meanwhile, busied himself running his own company.

A few days later, Shengshi Wangchao finally hung its plaque, and the store's renovation was completely finished. The goods Qi Fei ordered for Wang Zhuo also arrived one after another.

Once the items were displayed, it truly was impressive. Under the illumination of the lights, the various ornaments in the display cases were exquisite and dazzling, immediately stirring the desire to purchase.

Wang Zhuo chuckled; the 500,000 design and decoration fee hadn't been wasted after all.

The company processing center was very efficient, and the paperwork for Shengshi Wangchao was quickly completed, everything in order. Truly, few merchants were as law-abiding as Wang Zhuo, though whether he would evade taxes later remained to be seen.

That day, Ms. Xu from the headhunting company finally called; they had arrived.

Wang Zhuo rushed to the hotel where they were staying. Upon meeting them, he discovered that the three-person team was composed entirely of women. The master artisan leading them was a woman in her fifties, and her two assistants were her own sister and niece.

The auntie was named Pan Fengying; her skill was hereditary. Her sister, Pan Fengqing, had switched careers later in life after being laid off. The niece, Ma Ling, was already thirty; she had been working in the field since graduating from high school and, with ten years of experience, had mastered the true essence of Pan Fengying's craft.

The Pan family masters were not as easy to deal with as recent university graduates. They had every right to ask questions and negotiate terms. Wang Zhuo led them into Shengshi Wangchao. Pan Fengying merely nodded. When Wang Zhuo showed them the large jade cabbage, they only showed slight emotion upon hearing it was something Wang Zhuo had won through stone gambling himself.

"Boss Wang, I won't exaggerate: the raw materials you provide must each meet or exceed the quality of this cabbage if we are to cooperate. Otherwise, hiring us won't be cost-effective for you."

Wang Zhuo smiled and didn't answer Pan Fengying directly. Instead, he pulled out several photographs for her to look at: "Master Pan, what do you think of this piece of rough?"

Pan Fengying smiled after just one glance: "Isn't that the seven-color rough? It belongs to a Hong Kong businessman, doesn't it? Why show me a photo, Boss Wang?"

"Could it be that Boss Wang has some connection to this highly visible material and has a chance to acquire it for us to work on?" Ma Ling looked at Wang Zhuo with bright eyes.

"I am one of its three owners," Wang Zhuo replied with a smile. "To be frank, my two friends and I gambled for this piece together. If you join Shengshi Wangchao, it’s yours to carve."

"Can you prove it?" Pan Fengying was finally moved. If the other party possessed material of this caliber, then this trip had been worthwhile.

"Of course, I can." Wang Zhuo pulled a set of keys from his pocket, found the remote, and pressed the button. The fire safety rolling shutter doors at the main entrance and the staircase to the second floor slowly lowered.

Leading the Pan family masters and Ms. Li from the headhunting firm to the back office on the second floor, Wang Zhuo pushed aside a screen and opened the heavy door of a safe, lifting out a semi-translucent, colored stone.

The four stared. It was indeed that extremely rare, exquisite jade! It really was here.

"Boss Wang truly hides his depths," Pan Fengqing said with a smile, nodding to Wang Zhuo. Seeing this raw material, all their reservations were completely gone.

"Don't think this is all I have," Wang Zhuo joked. "I wouldn't claim to have anything better, but I can definitely supply material of slightly lower grade. I assure you, you won't run out of work."

"Done," Pan Fengying said, looking up. "Let's sign the contract now then."

...

Everything settled into place smoothly and as planned. The master carvers introduced by Qi Fei also began resigning from their previous companies and reporting for duty.

Wang Zhuo's production team was finally taking shape, and the small factory space he rented in the development zone was put to good use.

It must be said that jade is an incredibly valuable item; security is paramount. Fortunately, Wang Zhuo wasn't fumbling in the dark alone. First, he had the industry insights of Qi Fei and Qiu Lu to guide him, followed by the involvement of the three Pan family masters. Security preparations were thorough, allowing Wang Zhuo to rest easier.

That day, Qiu Lu’s team, having finished their commissioned training, departed from their hometown heading toward Jiangzhou.

Wang Zhuo, Qi Fei, and Guan Yingying sat in the office on the second floor of Shengshi Wangchao. The room was decorated in a simple, elegant style, possessing the flavor of a scholar's study.

Qi Fei teased, "You should put on a long gown and switch to old Beijing cloth shoes; that would match this room perfectly."

"Right," Guan Yingying added with a laugh. "And you shouldn't be playing Dou Dizhu on the computer; it should be replaced with Go to look proper."

"Then shouldn't I order a qipao for each of you? My young madams?" Wang Zhuo playfully took advantage of their banter.

"You’re getting more and more unruly," Guan Yingying said to Qi Fei with a sigh of mock exasperation. "It’s true what they say: when men get rich, they turn bad."

Qi Fei chuckled, then nodded toward Wang Zhuo and asked, "Tell us honestly, are you almost out of money?"

Wang Zhuo blinked: "Close enough. How did you guess?"

"Huh?" Guan Yingying exclaimed, stunned. "Wang Zhuo, you spent over twenty million already?"

"No, I didn't," Wang Zhuo claimed innocently. "I still have over two million left; that should last a while."

Guan Yingying was completely speechless. It had only been a little over three months, and that was over twenty million! This gentleman had managed to burn through almost all of it. While he had bought property, cars, and opened a shop hiring staff, this rate of spending was simply too fast!

Qi Fei asked, "Does that mean you're not planning to attend this year's Autumn Jadeite Public Auction in Myanmar?"

"The Autumn Jadeite Public Auction in Myanmar?" Wang Zhuo paused, then slapped his thigh sharply: "How could I forget about that!"