Chapter 103: Hunger Marketing

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Hunger Marketing

After the two returned to their booth, the music abruptly shifted. The club’s lights flashed on and off, instantly maxing out the atmosphere. Right after that, hostesses dressed in tight crop tops, miniskirts, and sheer black tights emerged from the bar entrance one by one. Holding up illuminated signs, they strutted in with the tall, confident steps of runway models.

In the dim lighting, the glowing signs radiated a powerful magnetism. The entire club’s gaze zeroed in on the procession of beauties, wondering where they would stop. The gorgeously dressed hostesses paraded across more than half the bar before arriving at the booth area.

Coco’s voice echoed through the speakers, filling the entire club. "Distinguished guests, tonight’s Dragon Champagne Set is to welcome President Lin, who is visiting Rongcheng!"

As her words fell, Lin Shouqing’s goofy yet handsome figure suddenly appeared on the massive screen. He sat on the sofa, his fingers tapping his knee in a feigned display of calm that barely masked his nervousness. Staring up at the screen, he revealed an idiotically handsome grin.

"Ladies, let’s show President Lin, who has traveled from afar, the true passion of Rongcheng’s girls!

"Let’s all bounce to the music..."

Following this high-pitched cheer, the screen cut back to two bikini-clad DJs. They generously flaunted their proud curves, constantly twisting their waists and crossing their arms to the heavy beat.

At the booth area.

After setting down the liquor, the hostesses carried the illuminated signs back. The spot where Su Yunzhou and the others sat had become the absolute focal point of the crowd. Lin Shouqing could clearly feel the fiery gazes of everyone around them, along with an unspeakable, restless eagerness.

Sun Tingting looked displeased, clutching her phone and seeming somewhat at a loss. Seeing this, Lin Shouqing thought it was a perfect opportunity, but Su Yunzhou suddenly grabbed him.

"What’s wrong?"

"You tell me!" Lin Shouqing raised an eyebrow, glaring at his grinning best friend. "I was just going over to comfort her..."

"Comfort my ass! No wonder you can’t even handle a simple blind date."

"Uh!"

Lin Shouqing froze slightly.

Su Yunzhou said, "I went through all this trouble to set this up for you, and you still don’t grasp my good intentions?"

"What the hell do you mean?"

Lin Shouqing recalled the flashy, incredibly cool Dragon Set. If he had to describe the feeling in one sentence, it would be a scalp-tingling rush of pure satisfaction. "Old Iron, next time you want to pull a stunt like this, could you tell me in advance? At least let me get my hair styled."

Su Yunzhou replied, "It’s pitch-black in here; no one can see clearly anyway. As long as you feel like you’re the most handsome guy in the crowd, that’s enough.

"Also, if you really want to score tonight, don’t put all your focus on Tingting."

Lin Shouqing looked at him in confusion.

Seeing the dumbfounded expression on the closet-romantic’s face, Su Yunzhou looked exasperated. "You really wasted all those years of schooling. Do you know what hunger marketing is?"

Lin Shouqing nodded, half-understanding.

Su Yunzhou slung an arm around his shoulder and lowered his voice. "Let me give you an example. Tingting might have some favorable feelings toward you, but can you guarantee you’ll bag her tonight?"

Lin Shouqing shook his head, then nodded, gesturing for his brother to continue.

Su Yunzhou glanced around and said, "Now, look at the thirsty gazes those girls around us are giving you.

"Still don’t get it? You’ve become a hot commodity.

"Women are just like that. They rarely cherish what comes too easily, but if you throw in some competitive pressure, won’t she feel a sense of crisis?

"If she shows a strong sense of crisis, it means she cares about you. If she doesn’t, well, with so many options for you to choose from tonight, you can still vent your primal urges all the same."

Lin Shouqing’s eyes lit up. "You’re the real closet-scumbag here."

"Tch." Su Yunzhou retorted in annoyance. "I’m setting up a double insurance policy for you. Besides, what do you mean by ’scumbag’?

"You need to have a clear sense of self-awareness.

"You booked the room, you footed the bill, and you put in all the physical labor. The other person just moans a few times. How is that being a scumbag?"

This speech greatly shocked Lin Shouqing. He thought to himself that this was the absolute confidence that came with having money. Then, he gave a thumbs-up. "Brother, I bow down to you!"

The subsequent situation unfolded exactly as Su Yunzhou predicted. Not even two minutes later, a well-endowed beauty in a low-cut dress from the next table took advantage of her proximity and launched the first offensive.

"Hey handsome, want to share a drink?"

Lin Shouqing secretly thrilled at the fact that a beautiful woman had finally called him "handsome." He shot a sideways glance at Sun Tingting, who was sitting next to him looking somewhat restless, and rejected the advance with maximum pretentiousness. "Sorry!"

A trace of regret appeared on the beauty’s face before she turned and walked back to her seat.

A hint of joy flashed between Sun Tingting’s brows. Her eyes flickered as she seemed to be contemplating something.

Meanwhile, her cousin Cui Yao silently took off her jacket, acting as if she were feeling very hot. Su Yunzhou and Lin Shouqing tacitly shared an enlightened look.

This cousin had some hidden talents.

Although her facial features were only average, she was truly blessed in the chest. The moment the jacket came off, she instantly leveled up a few tiers. Coupled with the dim lighting and her slightly tipsy demeanor...

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

At this time, two heavily made-up girls in revealing clothes walked over, holding wine glasses. They completely ignored Cui Yao and Sun Tingting, speaking in high-pitched, syrupy baby voices that gave Lin Shouqing goosebumps.

"President Lin, have a drink with us."

"I’m sorry," Lin Shouqing politely declined.

However, the two girls didn’t leave. Instead, they took a few steps closer, sending a strong waft of perfume straight into his face. One of them said coquettishly, "President Lin, my sister and I are really good at dancing! Do you want to join us..."

Her gestures instantly reminded Lin Shouqing of all those scenes he used to envy. He was slightly tempted, but a man had to be devoted.

With that in mind, he threw an arm around Tingting. Her body stiffened at first, but after meeting his gaze, she softened against him.

Overjoyed in his heart, Lin Shouqing rejected them. "My girlfriend wouldn’t agree to that."

Sun Tingting’s pretty face flushed red, but she didn’t deny it. Beneath her thin-rimmed glasses, her eyes shifted before she lifted her head, watching the two gorgeously dressed girls walk away.

Lin Shouqing seized the opportunity to whisper a few words into her ear, and Tingting nodded shyly. It wasn’t hard to guess the content of their conversation—her consenting to physical contact was a massive step forward in their relationship. Whether he could explore her deepest depths tonight would entirely depend on Lin Shouqing’s sweet-talking skills.

Meanwhile, Cui Yao sat off to the side. Observing her older cousin’s demeanor and then glancing at the smiling but silent Su Yunzhou, she made up her mind that she needed to take the initiative too.

"Hey handsome! Let’s play a game!"

"Sure! What are we playing?"

"Liar’s Dice?"

"Okay!"

Seeing that he agreed, Cui Yao immediately sent a message to her friend, Coco. The latter quickly brought over a few dice cups. However, she didn’t leave; instead, she sat down to play with them.

"Six fives."

"Six sixes."

"Then I’ll call... seven sixes."

Coco subtly shot her friend a look.

"Open."

"Handsome, you lost."

Su Yunzhou smiled faintly and picked up his glass, musing that the Dragon Set’s liquor wasn’t anything spectacular after all. Once he set it down, Coco sensibly refilled it at once. Under the dim lights, her tight camisole showcased a mesmerizing expanse of pale skin.

Coco didn’t care in the slightest about flaunting her assets. Her friend had asked her to come act as a wingwoman earlier. She had gladly agreed, but she secretly harbored a few little ideas of her own. After all, once you decided to work in a nightclub, concepts like reserve, shyness, and friendship were all pure bullshit. Besides, she felt she had more of an advantage than her friend. Aside from having a slightly smaller chest, she could utterly crush her in every other aspect. Cui Yao’s name might literally sound like ’pushing’ and ’rocking,’ but Coco had studied and mastered the exact same arts of pushing and rocking in bed. She didn’t even mind giving him a two-for-one package deal with her friend—as long as the money was right, anything went.

"Handsome, mind if I join?" A young girl wearing a JK uniform appeared beside them with a dice cup in hand, a look of anticipation on her face.

Su Yunzhou stole a glance, somewhat curious whether the short garment hugging the little beauty’s pale legs was a miniskirt or booty shorts. This kind of design really tested a man’s focus!

Noticing his fiery gaze, the little beauty gave her hips a playful sway and said, "Playing dice with four people is much more fun, right?"

Su Yunzhou retracted his gaze and stated bluntly, "I’m just the flunky footing the bill. The real boss is over there."

"Oh." The little beauty’s expression dimmed a fraction, catching the underlying rejection. She wandered around for a moment before leaving.

Hearing this, Cui Yao giggled and shifted even closer to Su Yunzhou. She knew perfectly well who the real boss was.

"Handsome, come on, let’s keep playing!"

Right in the midst of their laughter and chatter.

Not far away, in another booth, the towering and burly Xiong San felt incredibly pissed off.

Motherfucker!

Before leaving, President Zhang had paid the bill and even ordered two hostesses for him. His mood had finally improved a little. Yet, as fucking luck would have it, he just had to run into this guy.

He roughly kneaded the pale cleavage of the hostess beside him, picking up his glass to drink in sullen silence. Seeing a deeply unhappy Xiong San, a lackey beside him thought for a moment before speaking up.

"Boss, I’ve got an idea. I guarantee it’ll help you vent this anger."

"Oh? Let’s hear it."