Chapter 23: This Man Is Dangerous!

In Min City at this time of year, the sea breeze cools the city at night, so wearing a little vest naturally doesn’t make you feel hot. Therefore, when the girl sitting in the passenger seat of the luxury car says she’s hot, she isn’t actually hot—she just wants to take the opportunity to show off her figure. She uses this rather common, subtle method to express it.

Shen Lu hugged the vest she’d taken off around her waist, not even willing to cover her fair, slender legs under her short skirt. Then, with a bright smile, she asked, “Chu Lin, your Panamera looks amazing. I’ve never ridden in such a nice car before! Can I take a selfie?”

“Of course.” Chu Lin smiled faintly, his mind already analyzing her. This was another classic example of subtle flirtation.

Was taking a selfie really the main point? No. The most important part was, “This car looks so good, I’ve never been in such a nice one.” When a man hears that, he can’t help but feel a surge of pride and positions himself as the best man she’s ever met, basking in an unspoken sense of accomplishment. Emotional value, instantly delivered.

At this moment, Lin Nian asked, “Chu Lin, what are you doing now? It’s only been a few years since high school and you’re already driving a Panamera. You must have struck it rich!”

Chu Lin didn’t have a high opinion of Lin Nian, but since Huang Bin wanted to have fun, he replied pleasantly, “Oh, just selling some seafood to get by.”

Huang Bin interjected, “Selling some seafood? You’ve got a thousand-acre farm now, and even the top-quality prawns at Supreme Delicacies are supplied by you. If you’re just getting by, then what am I—a beggar?”

Upon hearing this, Lin Nian was clearly surprised. “A thousand acres of farm? The annual rent in Min City must be over a million, right? Chu Lin, you really made it big?”

“I just had Supreme Delicacies’ prawns the other day—they were delicious. Chu Lin, you’re incredible.” Shen Lu’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

Wealthy and handsome! This was the epitome of tall, rich, and handsome.

“Just raising a few things, it’s no big deal,” Chu Lin replied with humble laughter.

Shen Lu immediately said, “How can you say that? The boys at our school all still act like kids, but you already have your own business, drive a luxury car, and can raise such delicious prawns. I really admire you.”

Chu Lin smiled. He had to admit, her praise made him feel different. He finally understood why wealthy men, even knowing the women around them were playing these subtle games, still didn’t mind.

Because these clever, attentive girls, with their sweet words and the emotional value they offered, were irresistible.

There’s no such thing as a “green tea” girl—they’re all good sisters.

Tonight, he was experiencing this firsthand.

Thinking about it, having a girlfriend isn’t just about understanding her needs, her personality, listening, and empathizing; you also need to give affirmation and encouragement at the right time… Sometimes, you even have to consider what flavor of milk tea she likes.

Even someone as good-looking and emotionally detached as him still had to put in effort to pursue a girl, to offer emotional value in return.

But with a girl like Shen Lu, it was the other way around—she was providing the emotional value, making him feel like an emperor.

Since marriage was out of the question—or if it ever happened, there would be a prenuptial agreement—why not choose to be treated like royalty rather than a servant? Rich men know how to make the right choice.

Those plots in modern dramas where billionaires grovel before divorced women with children simply don’t happen in real life. That’s just the fantasy of certain female screenwriters, catering to their own wishful thinking.

Chu Lin couldn’t help but reflect on this now.

He wasn’t even truly wealthy yet—just bought a Panamera—and already, he was tasting the joys of wealth.

He could hardly imagine how happy the truly rich must be.

Rumor had it that for a certain class of wealthy people, banks would even host parties for them, inviting only the most stunning women, including internet celebrities and actresses.

He wasn’t sure if those stories were true, as he wasn’t at that level yet.

Still, looking at Shen Lu’s enviable assets in the passenger seat, he found himself wanting to try things he never dared dream of before.

Extreme Bar was well-known in the area, with a high volume of guests. Chu Lin and Huang Bin had often gone there.

When they arrived, the place was already bustling. The moment they stepped in, a passionate DJ song filled the air:

“Your love makes me drunk, I don’t care, how can I indulge if I’m too sober…”

Bars are all about playing the most sentimental music in the most hedonistic places.

As soon as Chu Lin and Huang Bin entered, they instinctively scanned the room, their eyes naturally seeking out the attractive women.

In fact, it was easy to tell what kind of women frequented bars.

For instance, those dressed fashionably who just danced and didn’t drink were usually the “atmosphere group,” responsible for livening up the room. Many professional hostesses started out this way.

There’s just too much temptation in bars.

So, it’s no exaggeration to say that if you go to a bar and don’t manage to entice an “atmosphere group” girl to join you, it feels pointless.

The ones dressed provocatively, without a reserved table, dancing in the crowd—for those girls, if you have money, they’ll drink with you all night, and if you’re bold enough, their earnings will make even top professionals feel inferior.

After all, five thousand two hundred a night—better to dance up a sweat than cook a single meal!

Then there were the groups of girls, all dolled up, with no male friends in sight—except for the rare ones who truly loved dancing, it was obvious what their intentions were.

Huang Bin had already arranged a table with a familiar marketing manager, who greeted them and led them to one of the best spots in the bar.

Chu Lin hadn’t expected Huang Bin to order the Hennessy XO “Five Blessings” package tonight—it cost fifteen thousand! He was really splurging.

Luckily, there were only two girls, so one bottle would suffice, and the rest could be stored for later.

With this kind of package, the presentation included a light show, dancing beauties, confetti cannons, a DJ hyping up the crowd, even their names on the big screens—a real show of status.

During the bottle service, Chu Lin and his group became the center of attention, basking in the limelight.

Don’t be fooled by what you see online about people spending a hundred thousand or a million a night on some “Dragon Set” or “Black Gold” package. In reality, that’s rare. Chu Lin and Huang Bin had frequented bars, and packages like Huang Bin’s tonight often represented the highest spend in the room.

The bottle service routine was well received by Lin Nian and Shen Lu, so the atmosphere quickly warmed up.

After a few drinks, the two girls were in high spirits, joining Chu Lin and Huang Bin in playing bar games.

It didn’t take many rounds before, under the influence of alcohol, Shen Lu was sitting right next to him.

Such situations were common in bars; alcohol is a wonderful thing. Even men and women who are married to others, after a few drinks, find themselves in ambiguous situations, acting boldly—what happens after drinking is hardly unusual.

Chu Lin noticed something curious: his tolerance seemed better tonight, and he felt unusually good.

He quickly thought of that comfortable feeling at his waist—after all, the kidneys play a role in processing alcohol.

Could it be the “Atlantis Oyster’s Kidney-Essence-Filling+1” effect coming into play?

It was a little miraculous.

The oysters he’d eaten probably hadn’t been fully metabolized yet. If he were to compete in drinking or try to get a girl tipsy, eating those oysters would definitely boost his performance.

By the time they were halfway through the Hennessy XO, Shen Lu was already leaning against him, clearly adept at taking the initiative.

Especially the contact with her chest, which made him fully appreciate her physical assets.

Given the situation, Chu Lin let his free hand find her slender waist.

Soft and delicate—truly a delight.

Anyone watching would have thought they were a couple, when in fact, they’d only just met and hadn’t even added each other on WeChat.

When the bottle was finished, Chu Lin began to test the waters with Shen Lu.

Her assets were the real thing.

In such circumstances, she would either pull away or, like Shen Lu, respond with a tipsy, coquettish reproach: “Chu Lin, I didn’t expect you to be so naughty.”

Whether her inebriation was real or feigned, only she knew.

But Chu Lin knew it was in the bag.

It was the first time things had gone so smoothly and effortlessly.

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I know a hotel that serves a great breakfast. Let’s have breakfast together tomorrow morning.”

Hearing this, Shen Lu asked sweetly, “After breakfast, can I visit your farm?”

A simple exchange, but they both knew it was the closing stage.

Why have breakfast at the hotel together? Shen Lu understood perfectly.

Why visit the farm afterward? Chu Lin got it too—she wanted a title, to be his girlfriend.

All Chu Lin had to do was say yes, and her assets would guarantee him a wonderful night.

“My fiancée is there,” Chu Lin replied instead.

In truth, he had no fiancée. He only said this so he could advance or retreat as he pleased, making it clear they could have fun, but nothing more.

Shen Lu had the looks and the figure, but such girls were only to be enjoyed briefly, never for the long term.

If the need arose, they could play; otherwise, absolutely not.

“????” Shen Lu was stunned.

Was this guy for real? At this stage, he tells her he has a fiancée?

And he’s out picking up girls with a fiancée?

Chu Lin knew he couldn’t just have fun without paying some price, so he leaned in and whispered, “I can buy you a bag.”

He wanted to see if the “buy a bag” strategy he’d seen online really worked.

To his surprise, Shen Lu only hesitated for a moment before murmuring, “I want the LV Moon Goddess, the one that’s thirty-five thousand. I heard the luxury shop in the Grand Emperors Hotel is open 24 hours. Can we go buy it now?”

Chu Lin didn’t understand why a hotel would have a 24-hour luxury boutique, but hearing her request, he boldly leaned in and said, “Let’s go.”

Before, when Yi Yi had asked him to spend twenty thousand on a watch, it had felt like a death sentence—he’d deleted her without hesitation.

Now, thirty-five thousand for a bag, and he didn’t even blink.

After all, it was less than a day’s income; who would care about such a thing?

Sure enough, money made everything simpler.

That’s why men need to make money—lots of it.

He also wanted to see what the world of the truly rich was like.

Having reached an agreement, neither Chu Lin nor Shen Lu had any interest in staying at the bar.

“Huang Bin, I’m done here—heading out!” Chu Lin called out, wrapping his arm around Shen Lu as they left the bar.

“Damn, that was fast,” Huang Bin muttered in envy.

“Done here”—what a lame excuse. Clearly, he was off to get things done.

Money really is a wonderful thing.

His buddy had just unlocked “pickup acceleration mode”...