Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

As they walked toward the hotel’s spa area, Lin Chu looked at Fang Weidong again.

He seemed to have calmed down a lot. He even looked a little ashamed, though Lin Chu had no idea what he had to be ashamed about.

Lin Chu sighed inwardly.

He’d never met a man who was so rich yet so "gentle."

’Dude, you’re a landlord from a demolition payout!’

’Granted, the term "demolition payout landlord" doesn’t have a positive connotation, but how could it possibly be associated with being a pushover?’

’It’s ridiculous. Utterly spineless.’

Lin Chu couldn’t be bothered to say any more to him at this point. They were all adults; there was no point in nagging.

He booked two double massage rooms. Before going in, Lin Chu just smiled at Lu Ming and said, "Put on *Drawing Sword* for us. *Wolf Warrior* would work too."

Lu Ming stifled a laugh and nodded as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

Fang Weidong glanced at Lin Chu, looking like he wanted to say something but held his tongue.

Lin Chu, however, wrapped his arm around Jin Jiaying and walked into the massage room.

After entering, he glanced at the surroundings. The lighting was dim, but the decor looked very new, even giving it a somewhat cozy feel.

"Should I get you a male masseur or a female one?"

Lin Chu asked with a teasing smile.

She gave Lin Chu a playful pout. "Don’t tease me, Boss. I’ll be good."

The scene from earlier had been quite shocking to her. It was powerful, even a little intimidating.

When he was buying the membership, President Lin had seemed quite refined. But the wild, fierce side he’d just shown was truly intense.

That raw masculine energy even made her heart flutter a little.

Lin Chu laughed out loud. He didn’t tease her further and started taking off his clothes to change into the yellow robe provided for massages.

’The Yellow-Robed Emperor.’

’Crowned by the yellow robe.’

There was a bathroom inside where he could change, but Lin Chu didn’t bother. He just casually stripped down and put the robe on right there.

She stole a shy glance, her face flushing a deep red. She bit her lip gently, then picked up the bag for her clothes and started toward the bathroom.

"Change here."

Lin Chu was already lying down. He lit a cigarette, his tone commanding.

Her face grew even redder. She fidgeted, looking embarrassed, but she didn’t dare refuse. After hesitating for a few seconds, she turned her back, and the RUSTLE of her changing clothes filled the room.

’Hmm... she’s still a bit innocent.’

’And very... supple.’

Lin Chu pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly. He took out his phone and casually snapped a picture.

He requested the masseuses, and they arrived shortly after to begin the standard massage. The two female masseuses instinctively assumed the man and woman were a couple, so their actions were strictly professional.

Halfway through the massage, Lin Chu suddenly realized this. ’Fuck, a miscalculation!’

’Oh well, whatever.’

’When you have a seafood feast waiting, why bother with instant noodles?’

After they finished the back massage and she had turned over, Jin Jiaying turned her head to look at Lin Chu and asked with a smile, "President Lin, are you playing golf tomorrow? Should I help you book a course? And what about equipment? Do you have any preferred brands?"

She’d been mulling it over for the better part of an hour and had finally figured out a reasonable way to talk about money with him.

This was something they definitely hadn’t covered in her company training.

A legitimate company wouldn’t teach this kind of thing; it was all up to her to learn and figure it out on her own.

Of course, the company didn’t forbid going out with clients. In fact, hiring a group of beautiful caddies was an implicit suggestion in itself, though it would never be stated outright.

The core principle was a single word: class.

Lin Chu glanced at her and instantly understood what she meant. "You make the recommendations. I’ll just transfer the money to you. Don’t forget to add your coaching fee."

Jin Jiaying immediately caught his drift, and a wave of joy rose in her heart.

’This guy has class!’

Lin Chu couldn’t help but smile. This so-called "circle" certainly had a different feel to it, all wrapped up in a seemingly nice package.

’Still, it’s pretty good.’

’The prices are clearly marked, fair to all.’

’It’s better than what happened to Dongzi, getting cleaned out of three properties, right?’

’Catching feelings is what really costs you.’

’He’s such an idiot. Seriously. A bigger fool than any character in a tragedy.’

As the hour-long session was about to end,

Lin Chu received a message from Lu Ming: "Brother Chu, I’m taking Dongzi out for round two tonight. Room 404, I guess. Seeing him like this, I think he needs a few more drinks. You coming?"

"You guys go ahead. I’m turning in early. Don’t drink too much, we still have golf tomorrow."

Lin Chu casually replied.

Lu Ming: "Got it."

He ended the chat just as the massage session finished. Jin Jiaying, now completely free of any inhibitions, asked in a sweet, alluring voice, "President Lin, where are we going?"

"Upstairs. I have the presidential suite."

Her: "Mmm."

’This is the life.’

’The simple, unadorned life of the rich.’

’The life I’ve always dreamed of.’

...

When they got back to the suite, Zhang Peng was there, working in the living room. Seeing Lin Chu return with a long-legged beauty, he wasn’t the least bit surprised.

’Just another day in the life of Brother Chu.’

"Brother Chu, you’re back?"

Jin Jiaying’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes instantly filling with tension. ’Wait... what’s going on?’

She even felt a little panicked.

’Two guys... No, this isn’t happening. Absolutely not.’

’I have my limits.’

Lin Chu asked with a smile, "What are you up to? Still working overtime?"

Zhang Peng stood up. "Yeah, work makes me happy. I’m just chatting with a few interview candidates... Hello, sister-in-law."

Hearing him greet her like that, Jin Jiaying breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a heavy weight had been lifted. Her palms had been sweating. It seemed this man was just one of President Lin’s underlings.

’Seriously? The underling gets to live in the presidential suite with him.’

"Hello," she replied, offering a polite smile.

"Oh, right," Lin Chu suddenly remembered something, taking another membership card from his pocket. "Here, this is for you. A bonus for working overtime. Consider it a company benefit. You should go have some fun, too. Golf is essential for socializing and expanding your network once the company gets bigger."

Zhang Peng glanced at the card. "Alright. How much is this worth?"

"Don’t worry about the money. Just go have fun."

Lin Chu clapped him on the shoulder with a smile, then wrapped his arm around the girl and headed back to the bedroom.

The virtual panel appeared before his eyes again: Rebate: 5.2 million.

’These golf club memberships are a real money-making machine,’ Lin Chu marveled once again. ’The best part is, it’s not abrupt at all. I have to get more, and give more away.’

’There will be plenty of other places to spend money in the future.’

’I still have to buy land.’

’That’ll cost a few hundred million at least.’

’Of course, I’m not worried about it.’

...

「Inside the bedroom.」

Jin Jiaying couldn’t help but say with a flattering smile, "President Lin, the benefits of working for you are really amazing."

It wasn’t entirely flattery, but a heartfelt sentiment.

Staying in a presidential suite, casually giving away a card worth over two million, a single meal costing hundreds of thousands...

Just thinking about it was enough to make her flush and feel herself irresistibly falling for it.

Once in the room, Lin Chu dropped all pretense. This was a true "no-man’s-land." His eyes swept over her soul-snatching, killer long legs as he smiled. "Aren’t you working for me right now, too? Better perform well."

Her face instantly turned bright red, but her eyes were practically melting with desire.

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