Chapter 401 - 208: A Chance to Get a Legendary Car (Part 2)

"Bullshit. You’re such a scumbag. You got that girl pregnant, then got tired of her and sent her packing."

Xu Yi contemptuously gave Wang Han the middle finger.

"What the hell do you know? I gave her five million as a breakup fee. Isn’t that enough?"

Wang Han scanned the area around their booth. Plenty of women were itching to make a move.

"The beauties at TAXX can’t compare to OT in Hangzhou, but they’re not bad."

When Wang Han said "beauties," he meant girls with looks rated 80 or higher.

In a nightclub, girls that pretty are a rare find you can only hope to stumble upon.

Big shots and beautiful women often go hand in hand.

A big shot will spend a fortune for a beautiful woman.

And a beautiful woman will meticulously dress up for a big shot.

I’m after your looks; you’re after my money.

But you have to admit, this is a society that runs on looks.

After ten years of slogging away at your studies, whether or not you can even compete with the rich kids is one thing. But just trying to earn more than these naturally gorgeous girls is a challenge in itself.

And beautiful women often share a common flaw: they’re lazy.

They can’t be bothered to write their own scripts, edit their own videos, or do their own filming.

That’s why they need an agency to do all that work for them.

Wherever you find a lot of e-commerce, MCN agencies, and influencer incubators, you’ll generally find a lot of beautiful women.

Without a doubt, that place is Hangzhou.

In economics, this phenomenon is called "industry clustering."

To put it crudely, half of all the big-titted, air-headed beauties in China are in Hangzhou.

’In his past life, when Qi Sheng was scrolling through short-form videos, the owner of Wuyou Media was definitely one of the people he envied most.’

’Maybe there weren’t any absolute goddesses, but there were definitely countless Ordinary Level beauties.’

’Thinking of this, Qi Sheng had an idea to start a media company himself.’

’Not for any particular reason, just to scout a few pretty girls with looks rated 90 or higher.’

’If he was lucky, he might even run into an S-Level beauty rated 95 or above.’

’Rather than blindly searching for a needle in a haystack, it was better to build an attractive platform... ’

’...and just wait for the S-Level beauties to take the bait.’

"Ah Sheng?"

Wang Han saw that Qi Sheng was spacing out and waved a hand in front of his face, curious.

"What’s wrong?"

Qi Sheng snapped out of it and looked at Wang Han in confusion.

"Old Xu and I were just saying that girls are definitely going to be throwing themselves at you later."

Wang Han looked at Qi Sheng’s ridiculously handsome face, feeling a little envious himself.

’It’s true that a man doesn’t need to be that handsome; being rich is enough. But if he had the choice... who wouldn’t want to be a stud who could pull girls just with his looks?’

With a face like Qi Sheng’s, he could become a celebrity on the spot and have countless girls fawning over him.

"I’m not really interested in ordinary girls."

Qi Sheng shook his head with a smile.

"That’s true. Your girlfriend is as beautiful as a goddess. I have no idea how you found her!"

Wang Han thought of Qu Man, whom he had seen that afternoon, and felt especially envious of Qi Sheng’s good fortune with women.

Just then, a group of "Little Bees" holding up light-up signs for Ace of Spades champagne swayed their hips toward Qi Sheng’s booth.

The DJ, who had been playing music, suddenly shouted into the mic.

"A big thank you to President Qi in booth 003 for his generous support of TAXX Bar! Congratulations to President Qi for ordering the Great Dragon!"

Instantly, many people in the bar turned to look.

The girls who had been watching from the sidelines could no longer contain themselves.

They all made their way toward booth 003.

At that moment, Qi Sheng and his friends in the booth were enjoying the "problem" of being the envy of every other table.

One sexy beauty after another, all dressed in revealing outfits.

They crowded around the outside of the booth, waiting to be chosen.

Goddesses who seemed completely unattainable to ordinary people...

...were nothing more than playthings for the rich, to be summoned at will.

Seeing that Wang Han and Xu Yi had each picked two girls, with looks rated between 80 and 84, Qi Sheng, feeling rather uninterested, reluctantly picked two who were at least decent-looking.

"Hello, boss. I’m Jiaojiao."

"Hi, handsome. My name is Nana."

Both women were very attractive, a clear step above the girls Wang Han and his friend had picked.

They were in the high-quality beauty range, but their special scores were a bit low.

"Mm, just make yourselves comfortable."

Qi Sheng gave a simple nod and sat back down on the sofa.

The two women gazed at Qi Sheng’s ridiculously perfect, model-like face, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.

"Okay."

After taking their seats, they began to serve Qi Sheng attentively.

One was in charge of pouring drinks, the other fed him fruit; they were as busy as could be.

Across from them, Wang Han and Xu Yi were enjoying similar treatment.

With money, you really could enjoy paradise on earth.

As for Qi Sheng himself, that went without saying.

He could easily live off his face.

Wang Han’s looks were also passable.

But Xu Yi had the kind of looks that, without a pile of money, no girl would ever be interested in—the perpetual otaku type.

It was precisely because he was rich that the two girls were serving him so attentively, afraid he might become the slightest bit unhappy.

Even for a die-hard anime fan, a virtual waifu couldn’t satisfy his physical needs.

At the end of the day, he still had to find a suitable substitute in the real world.

Because he had a friend like Wang Han, a veteran playboy, Xu Yi was influenced and gradually became a player himself.

Especially for a guy like him, a nouveau riche who came from an ordinary family, it was easy to get corrupted by the glamour of high society and lose one’s way.

"President Wang?"

Just as the three of them were having a pretty good time, someone came over to greet Wang Han.

"President Fu?"

When Wang Han saw who it was, he smiled, let go of the two girls in his arms, and stood up to greet him.

"President Fu, let me introduce you. This is the chairman of Banyan Tree Group, Qi Sheng."

"President Qi is the one who bought my luxury apartment at Cofco Seaview One."

Wang Han and Fu Songyang had known each other for a long time and would occasionally meet up for drinks.

"President Qi, a pleasure to meet you. This is my business card. I hope we have a chance to make some money together!"

Hearing such a formal introduction from Wang Han, Fu Songyang knew that Qi Sheng’s background must be extraordinary, so he quickly offered his own business card.

"Likewise. President Fu, you’re the founder of the HAC Super Car Club?"

Qi Sheng glanced at the card Fu Songyang handed him, his interest suddenly piqued.

"That’s right. Is President Qi interested in supercars as well?"

Fu Songyang was taken aback for a second before asking with a chuckle.

"I’ve heard a lot about the ’holy trinity’ of hypercars, but I’ve never had the chance to get one. Does President Fu have any connections?"

Qi Sheng did own a sports car, but it was just a Ferrari 488.

There was still a big gap between that and a ten-million-yuan level hypercar like one of the holy trinity.

Fu Songyang couldn’t help but glance at Wang Han, who just smiled and gave a slight nod.

"I do have some connections. I have a friend who owns one and is thinking about selling."

"If President Qi is really interested, let’s add each other on WeChat. We can meet for tea tomorrow, and you two can meet to discuss the price."

"Sure. You can scan my code."

Qi Sheng readily took out his phone.

After they added each other on WeChat, Fu Songyang smiled and took his leave.

"You guys have fun. It’ll be my treat tomorrow; we should all get together."

"Sounds good."

Qi Sheng nodded with a smile and went back to having fun with Wang Han and the others.

The beautiful girls in the booth, however, had eyes that were practically glowing like lightbulbs.

In all their time hanging around nightclubs, the rich kids they usually met were just driving entry-level Ferraris or McLarens.

But here was Qi Sheng, about to buy a hypercar worth tens of millions.

That level of wealth made their knees feel weak.

"President Qi, what are your plans for later?"

Jiaojiao and Nana, sitting beside him, could no longer sit still.

They were dying to go to a hotel with Qi Sheng and let him experience their "skills."

"I have something to do later. Open up your payment QR codes."

Qi Sheng naturally knew what the two girls were thinking.

But with special scores below 90, it was truly hard for him to get interested.

’Besides, back at the hotel, Qu Man had an exciting "show" waiting for him tonight.’

’Compared to Qu Man, whose looks were rated as high as 98, two girls rated at 85 who didn’t seem to have much self-respect held no attraction for him whatsoever.’

’Playing along for the night was one thing, but taking them home was out of the question.’

"Alright..."

The two girls were a little disappointed, and even a bit indignant.

’Normally, at the club, whatever booth they walked up to, some big shot would be completely mesmerized and order Ace of Spades for them. It wasn’t easy to get them into bed without gifts worth over a hundred thousand yuan.’

DING!

With two consecutive scans, Qi Sheng transferred 5,200 to each of them.

It wasn’t that he had any designs on the two girls.

It was just that a transfer of this amount was difficult to reverse.

Having received the money, the two women happily went back to drinking with Qi Sheng.

A transfer amount they’d normally only get on Valentine’s Day after dealing with a simp for a whole year... was just a basic tip for a rich kid like Qi Sheng.

’If they could actually get taken home by Qi Sheng, he’d probably toss them several hundred thousand without a second thought.’

The two girls’ thoughts were perfectly aligned.

’As long as they hadn’t left the bar, they still had a chance. Maybe after a few more drinks... Qi Sheng would get carried away and take them home?’