"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.

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