"Zhou... Mr. Zhou, are those seven people also the founders of the Wangjiang Association?"
Zhang Shiling initially wanted to call Zhou Wang by his name but unconsciously changed her words, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
It was her first meeting with Zhou Wang, actually just a few days ago when Zhou Wang and Zhang Zhiyuan came to deliver an invitation to the charity gala.
But she had heard Zhou Wang's name even earlier.
In the words of Uncle Zhang and Young Master Zhang, this was an exceptionally outstanding young man with a mysterious aura.
Young Master Zhang admired a peer for the first time, and in Zhang Shihao's description, Zhou Wang shared a like-minded temperament, neither restrained nor pretentious, and was a partner for equal cooperation.
Yet, regardless of how both praised Zhou Wang, Zhang Shiling still subconsciously regarded Zhou Wang as a junior.
