Super Rich by Doing as You Please

"I get it!"

Xu Yun said, "We’re all men here. No explanation needed."

"..." Zhang Jin was speechless.

One look at Xu Yun’s expression and he knew his explanation had been for nothing. The other guy didn’t believe him at all.

But he really didn’t have *those* kinds of intentions this time. He was purely here for work, escorting some young master. He’d only come because he had no other choice.

If he had known he’d run into an acquaintance, he would have put his foot down and refused to come.

"I’ll do it. I’ll fight your friend!"

Zhang Jin, recalling what Xu Yun had told him that afternoon, said dejectedly, "Just please don’t tell anyone about what happened today!"

"Don’t worry, my lips are sealed."

Hearing him agree to a sparring match with Lin Wanzhou, Xu Yun smiled. "Let’s add each other on WeChat. Once you set a time and place, I’ll bring him to you."

"Fine, deal."

Zhang Jin said, "I’m not going to hang around and chat. Have fun. I’m going to go check on my friend."

"The party hasn’t even officially started. What’s the rush?"

Xu Yun said, "Let’s talk a bit more. It’s my first time at a party like this, and I don’t have anyone to show me the ropes. I feel a little out of my element."

"???" Zhang Jin was bewildered.

In the end, he reluctantly gave Xu Yun the rundown on the party’s activities and how things worked.

He claimed it was his first time attending too, and that he was just repeating what his friend had told him.

’Like hell Xu Yun believed him!’

At first, Xu Yun had assumed this party would at least have some kind of theme or official program, just for show. But after hearing Zhang Jin’s explanation, he realized he’d been overthinking it.

It was basically a "do-as-you-please" kind of party.

The moment the yacht left the dock on schedule, the party had, in fact, already begun.

The hotel, as the organizer, only provided the venue, food, drinks, and an assortment of sexy, beautiful women.

Some of them were hired for the event, while others had sought out the opportunity themselves.

Once the yacht set sail, how to have fun, and who to have fun with, was entirely up to the VIP guests to decide for themselves. The organizers wouldn’t interfere at all.

However, there was one condition: the rich scions had to follow the rules and not break the law!

To put it bluntly, they could party all they wanted, but they couldn’t go against a woman’s will.

The method was somewhat primitive—simple and crude.

’Damn it,’ Xu Yun cursed inwardly.

’Why do I feel like I’m at a buffet?’

’Then again, with my outfit and handsome face, I shouldn’t have to worry about the ’food’ not serving itself to me, right?’

「Meanwhile.」

Wanqing and her best friend had successfully boarded the yacht and were starting to look for targets.

They weren’t the hired party girls paid by the hotel. Instead, they were here for their careers, having worked hard to get in through their own channels.

So, fundamentally, there was a slight difference between them and the women who were there purely to cash in.

But the difference wasn’t that big.

Because they were also willing to sell their bodies for money, for their careers, for a chance to climb the ladder.

As the two of them were scanning for targets, Wanqing suddenly spotted a familiar face in the crowd—it was Xu Yun, the man she had seen earlier at the Louis Vuitton store.

"What are you looking at?"

Her friend followed her gaze and immediately saw Xu Yun as well.

She said with some surprise, "Wanqing, isn’t that the rich kid we met at the mall this afternoon?

I can’t believe he’s at this party too.

And is that man talking to him the celebrity Cai Shaofen’s husband?"

"I think so."

After Zhang Jin left, her friend said excitedly, "Come on, let’s go say hi before someone else beats us to it."

"I don’t know..."

"What do you mean, ’I don’t know’? What if he’s the son of some entertainment industry tycoon?"

Her friend fantasized, "If we can just get close to him, maybe we could become big stars in the future."

With that, she didn’t wait for her friend.

She grabbed a drink and headed straight for Xu Yun on her own.

Seeing this, Wanqing had no choice but to follow.

Although what her friend said was wishful thinking, they had paid to be here, which already set them apart from the other women.

’Weren’t they here to bet on themselves, searching for that one slim chance?’

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PS: First day of September, asking for monthly tickets.