I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 416 - 310: They’re All My People, What’s Wrong with That?

Amidst the indulgent atmosphere and the swaying lights, Shen Yuan often clinked glasses and drank with them, and soon two bottles of Ace of Spades were empty. Thus, Shen Yuan called for three more sets and ordered a dozen beers.

The Ace of Spades was 12.5 percent alcohol. Having consumed so many glasses, Shen Yuan felt his head getting a bit heavy, but luckily he had Dong Ya by his side.

Gradually, the girls arranged by Xiao Lin began to arrive, either wearing tank tops with hot shorts, revealing deep cleavages, or short skirts, generously showcasing their white legs.

In short, their outfits were very breezy.

Having just witnessed that scene, they all wanted to sit next to Shen Yuan, but found that both his left and right sides were occupied by girls, leaving them no chance to sit.

Still, whenever they found an opportunity, they came over with their glasses to propose a toast, hoping to add him on WeChat.

This continuous influx left Shen Yuan almost unable to cope, as some of the bolder girls directly sat on his lap and whispered in his ear, even darting their tongues out.

Shen Yuan was not polite either; he didn’t let the girls go unnoticed. They came over for a taste of alcohol, and besides that, they also wanted to "spill some drink."

They thought that giving him a little advantage might get them added on WeChat. However, Shen Yuan merely flashed a QR code for them to scan, without any intention of accepting them.

The more reserved ones, after having a drink, would silently scan the code and then prepare to leave.

Shen Yuan wouldn’t let that pass either; did they think they could simply walk away after scanning his QR code?

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He took advantage of their turn to leave and slapped their buttocks, causing them to blush with embarrassment.

Xiao Man sat to the left of Shen Yuan, thinking that he was up to his usual antics: letting the girls scan the code but not adding them. Yet, thinking about it, she felt somehow consoled.

Because it meant that it was not just her Shen Yuan was uninterested in; perhaps he wasn’t interested in any of the bar girls.

However, a man like Shen Yuan was too popular in such nightlife scenes. Aside from the girls present, many others from the separate tables came over to drink with him.

The security only stopped men, not women, so several came up.

With suggestively flirty glances and clichéd pickup lines they said, "My friend over there asked me to get your WeChat, is that okay?"

"I just lost a game, and they dared me to add you on WeChat."

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Shen Yuan accepted them all, clinking glasses with them, then pointed to his phone screen, which displayed the QR code.

In fact, those who confidently approached him weren’t bad looking, but Shen Yuan used Dong Ya as his standard. The girls would have to be equal to or surpass Dong Ya’s quality, but unfortunately, either they didn’t meet his standards, or they were too artificial.

Besides, Shen Yuan was wary of catching diseases; he had many good years ahead of him, so he preferred to find clean girls.

"How many has this bastard added now? Why are all the girls in the bar focusing on him alone?"

Li Yuhang and Cherng Xian were envious to death, especially Li Yuhang, who complained indignantly, "Speaking of looks, I’m no worse than him."

"Hehe."

Jin Kangwen smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself that there was at least a gap as wide as two of himself between Li Yuhang and Shen Yuan, and wondered where he found the confidence to say such things.

Cherng Xian also felt bitter, "I just counted, and he’s added over ten people now. Sigh, next time there’s an event with Shen Yuan, I really have to consider whether to come."

Cherng Xian called Xiao Man over, but to his surprise, after having two drinks with him, she went to sit next to Shen Yuan.

What the hell, am I not worthy?

Jin Kangwen was quite observant, "Have you guys noticed? Shen Yuan only let them scan, but he didn’t add any of them, which means he’s not into these women."

"Damn, that’s really something."

Hearing him say that, Cherng Xian felt even more unbalanced. He usually had a pretty good sense of self wherever he went, but as soon as he joined a gathering with Shen Yuan, it felt as though he had entered a sealed barrier, with his status immediately knocked down three levels.

It seemed like in this domain, only Shen Yuan, the boss, could command the space, and everyone else had to follow the rules humbly.

While the three of them were sourly muttering, Jin Zhifa and Xie Chengbo were whispering to each other. Both were second-generation heirs from Star City, now involved in their family businesses and quickly found many common topics of discussion.

These days, business is all about the exchange of equivalent resources, and for both of them, the other represented a valuable resource.

"Brother, you lost again~"

Xiao Man employed all her wiles and draped herself over Shen Yuan, her ample bosom brushing against his arm now and then.

It was an offer hard to refuse, and Shen Yuan comforted the pair accordingly. Thinking of all the pairs he had groped, the legs he had touched, and the butts he had slapped that day, the count was not small.

Yet, such acts were ultimately unfulfilling.

With this thought, Shen Yuan glanced at Dong Ya beside him. She sat obediently, helping him drink when needed and when not, sat beside him with a radiant smile.

Shen Yuan leaned close to her ear and bit it, saying, "Did you bring a change of clothes tonight?"

Feeling the hot breath on her ear and the heavily implied words, Dong Ya’s cheeks flushed red all the way to her ears.

"I did."

Dong Ya shyly adjusted her hair.

"What clothes did you bring? Give me something to look forward to."

While nibbling on her ear, Shen Yuan’s hand explored her back.

Touching a girl with a good figure was always pleasurable, especially feeling the subtle shifts under one’s palm; the nuance of this feeling was known only to the toucher.

"It’s not easy to describe."

Dong Ya replied, biting her lip.

She felt that hand, always hovering on the edge of her bra, the fingers exerting a pressure neither too light nor too heavy, so even under the 16-degree air conditioning, one could get warmed up.