Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

Chapter 47: Don’t Measure Brother Fu’s Wallet

Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

Chapter 47: Don’t Measure Brother Fu’s Wallet

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Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Don’t Measure Brother Fu’s Wallet

"Hello, Boss. My name is Wan’er."

Fan Wanjun flicked her hair back, a hint of charm in her almond-shaped eyes as she spoke with a beaming smile.

Not everyone had even sat down yet, so she wasn’t in a hurry to offer a toast.

"I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before, Boss. You look really familiar."

Lin Chu hadn’t even started teasing her, but she was already making the first move.

This gave Lin Chu a strange feeling. He responded with a casual smile, "I don’t know about familiar, but our bodies certainly aren’t."

Fan Wanjun was speechless.

’He’s so slick.’

’Sure enough, money really changes a man. Back at the company, he was such an honest kid—so diligent and hardworking, not sleazy at all. He’s completely different now.’

She gave a cute smile, playfully pretending to slap Lin Chu before taking the opportunity to link arms with him.

’I’m going all in.’

’What else can I do?’

’I just have to serve this old acquaintance with a hundred times more enthusiasm. Who knows? Maybe I can even turn him into a client.’

When she first started coming here, it was purely because she had no sales and wanted to make some extra cash on the side.

It started with just twice a week, only on weekends, only for drinks, never going out with clients.

Now, she came pretty much any day the company didn’t require overtime.

The income was definitely much higher than her office job. Even with a regular client, a single night could earn her more than a month at the company.

Still, she hadn’t quit her day job.

’She wasn’t at that point yet.’

’She still maintained a certain degree of restraint.’

’In fact, she was even planning on how to make it big.’

’The clients who could afford to spend money here were all potential customers for her financial services.’

’If I build a good rapport, closing a deal isn’t out of the question.’

In short, Fan Wanjun wanted to combine her finance and entertainment "industry chains"—killing two birds with one stone.

She had actually managed to cultivate a few prospective clients by now.

And these clients even held her in high regard.

A financial saleswoman working as a hostess? ’What a perversion of human nature, a total collapse of morals!’

But a hostess who was familiar with financial services and could even act as a broker? Now that was a truly inspirational story.

Watching her now, Lin Chu didn’t say much, just sighed inwardly.

’I’m not the kind of hypocrite who’d corrupt a good woman or try to reform a prostitute.’

’Everything having a clear price—that’s the most ethical form of business there is.’

...

Once Lu Ming and Zhang Peng made their choices, the atmosphere in the private room quickly became lively and uninhibited.

Fan Wanjun had already let loose completely.

If she served other clients with sixty percent enthusiasm, for Lin Chu, she was giving it one hundred and twenty percent.

She was actually a little worried that Lin Chu might suddenly come out with something like, "Miss, you wouldn’t want your colleagues at the company to find out about this, would you?"

However, as this feeling began to brew, she felt a faint thrill of breaking a taboo.

’What is role-playing?’

’This is real role-playing.’

’At the company, they were colleagues—well, former colleagues.’

’But here, they were the boss and the princess.’

The two of them had a tacit understanding not to break the illusion, enjoying the ticklish feeling it gave them.

Lu Ming and Zhang Peng watched on...

’They felt that the girl Brother Chu picked was a bit strange, but they couldn’t put their finger on exactly why.’

Zhang Peng had left the company early; Fan Wanjun hadn’t even started when he quit.

「Until...」

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Li Kai walked in.

It was the first time Lin Chu had seen him in person. He was wearing a white T-shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing well-defined pectoral muscles for a very sexy look. His hair was tied back in a small ponytail, giving him an artistic flair, while his lower half was clad in cargo pants and high-top leather boots, evoking a Western cowboy style.

The whole mixed-and-matched look was undeniably charismatic.

He was the kind of person who would turn heads just walking down the street. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"And who are you?"

"Nobody here ordered a boy toy."

Lin Chu joked with a smile, though he felt a little sour inside. ’Damn, this guy’s look... I have to admit, he’s a tiny bit more handsome than me.’

’Dressing this flashy to a place where you’re supposed to be spending money... is he trying to get a freebie or something?’

Li Kai was slightly taken aback, but when he saw the smile on Lin Chu’s lips, he laughed out loud too.

"A complimentary gift from the club to welcome Young Master Chu."

"I hope you like it, Young Master Chu."

With that, he walked over and gestured at Fan Wanjun. "Miss, make some room. Share some of Young Master Chu with me."

’He was just as brazen.’

’Holding his fingers in a delicate pose, he really did give off the vibe of an old queen.’

Fan Wanjun was a bit bewildered.

Lin Chu, however, cursed with a laugh, "Get lost! You’re so damn extra, not even Brother Feng is as extra as you."

Li Kai smiled and waved his hand. "Hey, not at all. When it comes to Brother Feng, I’m truly not his equal. He’s the undisputed master; I’m just a senior at best."

Lin Chu jutted his chin, gesturing for him to take the tablet.

After a moment’s thought, he smiled at Fan Wanjun and said, "Do me a favor and order one for me. Your best friend here."

’Huh?’

’What kind of move is this?’

For a moment, Lin Chu didn’t get it.

Fan Wanjun glanced at Li Kai, recognizing him as a true veteran of the scene. She took the tablet, scrolled for a bit, and picked a girl for him.

Lin Chu was slightly puzzled but didn’t say anything. He smiled, picked up the drink menu, and patted Fan Wanjun. "Call the waiter and add a bottle of whiskey. Get us a Yamazaki 25 Golden Flower."

"Whoa!"

Fan Wanjun was so astonished she shrieked, genuinely shocked.

Forget her, even Li Kai jumped, jolting upright in his seat.

"No need, Brother Chu, really, there’s no need! Damn, with that money, you could order a whole army of girls..."

A 700ml bottle of Yamazaki 25 Golden Flower normally cost around 250,000 to 300,000 on the market.

On the menu here, it was listed at 360,000, which was actually relatively fair for a place like this.

But even so, it was still the most expensive item on the menu.

Li Kai hadn’t expected Lin Chu to be as extravagant as the rumors claimed.

He had heard a few things from Liu Junfeng before—that Brother Chu spent money like water and was extremely generous to his friends. Now, he was witnessing it firsthand.

"If you want more girls, just order more girls. As for the liquor, good stuff won’t hurt you."

"Go on, order it."

Lin Chu pinched Fan Wanjun’s cheek. It was smooth and soft, and felt nice to the touch. He motioned for her to go get the drinks.

She visibly swallowed.

"Then... I’m really going?"

Lin Chu nodded.

She stood up to call the service, then, after a moment’s thought, she suddenly came back, leaned down, and planted a big SMOOCH on Lin Chu’s cheek, leaving behind a lipstick mark.

’A three hundred and sixty thousand yuan bottle of whiskey!’

’Did he win the lottery or something?’

’Unimaginable!’

’Just thinking about it made me feel hot all over.’

...

"Brother Chu, do you need something from me?"

The drinks hadn’t arrived yet, and the music had paused for a moment. Li Kai thought for a second and asked with a grin.

He felt that ordering such an expensive bottle of whiskey definitely meant Lin Chu wanted a favor, and not a small one.

"What favor? If I needed something, would I do it like this? I’m just making a new friend. What, you’re not worth a bottle of whiskey?"

Lin Chu said with a sneer, looking thoroughly disdainful.

Li Kai was speechless.

’Uh...’

He was at a loss for words for a moment and scratched his head awkwardly.

Only one thought popped into his head: ’Never judge a rich guy’s wallet by your own spending habits.’

...

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