Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

With Lin Chu’s phone in hand, Liang Jieyu got to work spending money.

Her mission: to spend three million.

She opened the first streamer’s channel. It was a woodcarver, which made her pause for a moment.

’A male streamer?’

In fact, she’d been momentarily confused when she first saw the list of streamers. Judging by their usernames, it seemed they were all men.

That was rather strange.

She double-checked. The username was correct, the IP address was Peng City, and the contracted agency was LC.

She tapped the gift button and sent out the first Carnival of her life.

She’d never received a gift like a Carnival before. Liang Jieyu refused to believe it was because she wasn’t pretty enough. After all, MCN agencies were always trying to sign her whenever she streamed. Even the top dog in the industry, Wuyou Media, had approached her.

The only reason was that the big spenders were getting rarer.

A friend from her dorm used to stream on B Station. Last year, she had at least one Governor and dozens of Captains every month. This year, her Captain count had dropped to single digits.

Brutal.

Seriously brutal.

Now, finding a rich guy to shower you with gifts was what she jokingly called "making it ashore."

As all sorts of thoughts raced through her mind, Liang Jieyu went through the channels one by one, completing the task Lin Chu had given her. When she’d gifted in all ten channels, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She felt the kind of post-climax emptiness you get after a roller coaster ride, yet she still wanted more.

’I don’t even need to look. My face must be bright red from the excitement of spending money.’

Even though it wasn’t her money and it wasn’t being spent on her, the momentary thrill was absolutely intoxicating.

It was so intense she even had a physical reaction.

She glanced over at Lin Chu and pursed her lips. Her eyes scanned the table of Western-style snacks until she found a cream puff. As she nibbled on the delicious dessert, she secretly made a firm resolution.

...

Over on the other side, Lin Chu was having a blast with a group of people. Loud, explosive music was playing, and they were all dancing wildly.

Li Kai had started it.

He said that back in Jiang Province and Yunnan Province, places with large ethnic minority populations, people would just sing and dance when they got drunk. They’d get completely wild. It wasn’t like kids who’d been through the academic rat race since they were young, believing everything but studying was worthless and not even knowing how to dance.

So the group linked hands and started doing some goofy dances, striking all sorts of ridiculous poses—the motorcycle dance, the headbanging dance, the horse-riding dance, that sort of thing.

"Brother Chu, I’m finished. Do you want to take a look?"

Finding a moment when things lulled, Liang Jieyu walked over and handed the phone back to Lin Chu. Her voice was soft and gentle.

Lin Chu took the phone, gave it a quick glance, and seeing no issues, he grabbed her hand. "Come on, dance with us! Hey, aren’t you a dancer?"

"Mhm."

She nodded lightly and swept her hair back. "Want to see? I can perform a dance for you."

A smile spread across Lin Chu’s lips. "Let’s see it. Come on, show me what a professional can do."

Li Kai chimed in from the side, hyping her up. "Yeah, let’s see it! Let’s see it! What are you going to dance to? What music do you need? I’ll put it on."

"No need, anything is fine. Just treat it as a rhythm solo test. This is all basic stuff."

Liang Jieyu raised an eyebrow and spoke with complete confidence, drawing the attention of the entire room.

Lin Chu gave her an appreciative look, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

’She’s only doing this to please me, of course.’

Li Kai seemed a little provoked by her words. The speakers were connected to his phone via Bluetooth. He thought for a moment, and with a mischievous streak, he opened his music library and searched for "Croatian Rhapsody."

Hmm?

A wicked grin spread across Lin Chu’s face when he heard the intro.

’Nice, nice. He knows how to stir things up.’

’I’ve heard this song. The tempo is so fast you can’t even tap your foot to it.’

Liang Jieyu saw through Li Kai’s little trick, but she just smiled faintly. Her whole intention was to show off anyway. She wagged her index finger and laughed. "From a professional’s point of view, this isn’t even the fastest song. Look up ’Kalinka.’ I’ll show you what real difficulty looks like."

"You all can listen to it first while I go change. I’ll be right back."

With a light spring in her step, she headed for one of the rooms.

Li Kai...

He sucked in a breath. Looking a little indignant, he searched for "Kalinka" and played it. When the tempo began to accelerate, he was momentarily dumbfounded.

Fast.

Too fast.

’What the hell? Can any human even keep up with this rhythm?’

"Of course, the song has slower parts, but the fast sections are absolutely insane." He shrugged at Lin Chu and grinned. "Looks like the lady is about to put on a show for you."

Lin Chu felt a flicker of anticipation.

’Of course she is. You think it’s easy to get into a song and dance troupe? Go on, you try it.’

’Besides, this girl is pretty interesting.’

’Lin Chu figured that if he hadn’t let her go on that spending spree just now, she definitely wouldn’t be putting in this much effort. He might have even needed to try a little harder to win her over.’

The point of money is to show it to women, not to let them spend it.

The gospel. Absolute gospel.

It not only breaks down their defenses, but it also unlocks more... positions.

...

A short while later, Liang Jieyu came back down, having changed her clothes. She wore a traditional, pure white, flowing dress that shimmered like water under the lights. It was gorgeous and elegant. To top it off, she was even wearing high heels, as if deliberately raising the difficulty.

She was already tall, and with the heels, she was nearly level with Lin Chu.

She tossed her hair back and said coolly, "Play the song."

A moment later, as the super-fast melody kicked in, Liang Jieyu’s long dress billowed. She was a whirlwind in the center of the crowd. Every movement, every expression, every flick of her fingers, carried a beauty honed through countless hours of practice. Her rhythm and timing were impeccably perfect, a joy to behold.

Honestly, Lin Chu was genuinely amazed.

’Damn it, Li Yaoyao could never do this!’

’Little trash. She definitely didn’t practice properly.’

When the rhythm slowed, she drew closer to Lin Chu. Her hands ghosted over him, barely touching, as her body undulated like flowing water. Her seductiveness was off the charts.

’Lin Chu felt like he was being treated as a stripper pole.’

Dance, at its core, was a refined version of ancient mating rituals. A masterful dancer could express beauty and desire so vividly it was truly... stimulating.

Of course, some people could only watch.

Others, however, could claim the prize.

As the song ended, she rested a hand on Lin Chu’s shoulder and executed a standing split, holding the pose like a human flag raised beside him.

"Alright, you little vixen, you can retract your powers now. Be careful you don’t throw out your back," Lin Chu teased.

He laughed. She casually returned to a normal standing position, a slightly shy smile on her face as she puckered her lips and made a soft MWAH sound.

Lin Chu...

He didn’t want to admit it, but he had to: his primal instincts had been stirred. The joys of a song and dance troupe... who could possibly resist that?

"Fucking awesome! Holy shit, that’s the most beautiful dance I’ve ever seen! Makes stuff like ’Gokuraku Jodo’ look like amateur hour."

"What a show! Seriously, you’re amazing, miss!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Nobody was taking pictures or videos just now, were they? Delete them. Delete all of them. What we see here is enough. We’re here to have fun, but what happens at the party stays at the party. No pictures allowed."

It wasn’t just the men, either. Several of the women present were also completely mesmerized.

It was just too beautiful.

The ultimate man-slayer.

What man could possibly withstand such a trial?

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