Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

Power is a man’s greatest aphrodisiac.

Money is the second best.

At two in the morning, Lin Chu was still fired up. Extremely fired up.

Staying in the golf club’s suite tonight, he couldn’t help but feel a bit like a king in his own little kingdom.

And in a way, he was.

The sole shareholder, with all the power in his hands.

This sense of professional achievement and excitement was far more intense than conquering any woman.

Even Fang Yichun was exceptionally excited tonight. Her seductive eyes were as soft as silk, and every inch of her was just as alluring.

After watching Lin Chu hold a meeting with his men, she was captivated by his unparalleled masculine aura—that powerful, domineering, mature, and complete presence...

For her, it sparked an irresistible, top-tier adoration. Love and lust surged through her like a tidal wave.

Even kneeling before him felt like a completely voluntary act, a peak of ecstasy that made her forget everything else.

It was the first time she felt that a man could be so devastatingly handsome.

Lin Chu sat on the sofa, enjoying her tender service. He held his phone, not to film, but to send messages.

His men were all taken care of, but there were still some vacant positions. It was time to make arrangements for a few of the women as well.

Lin Chu now believed that any relationship, whether driven by affection, lust, or money, was perfectly normal and acceptable.

Being a scumbag was already a foregone conclusion; no one could change that, not even God himself.

But there was no need to be a complete piece of shit.

He had more than enough resources now; the real shortage was in manpower. A golf club wasn’t like a normal company anyway. It was already a shady place, so making it a little shadier wouldn’t hurt.

He might as well give them some kind of resolution.

He would place Lin Xiwan in the club’s fitness department as a manager in a cushy role, which would play to her strengths.

Tangtang came from a finance company, so he’d put her in HR. She wouldn’t have to do much, just feed him any gossip she heard.

He’d poach Jin Jiaying from Mission Hills and make her the manager of the caddie department. She’d be ecstatic; she’d slept her way into a promotion, and the position was now hers.

Liang Jieyu would be in the President’s Office. They could have some fun with the ’unspoken rules’ of the workplace, mixing business with pleasure.

Du Xiaoman hadn’t graduated yet, so he’d deal with her later.

As for Liao Meili and Yang Huixian, they didn’t need his help. They each had their own careers and were more like "business partners." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

After arranging all of this...

At a little past three in the morning, Lin Chu finally expended all his excess energy and fell into a peaceful sleep.

...

Over the next few days, Lin Chu focused on sorting out the internal personnel matters at the golf club.

The people he’d appointed all started their new jobs.

Li Ziming was mainly focused on government and business relations, making the rounds with all the important contacts.

Ma Lin accepted his new post and began working on a sales plan for luxury goods. The product categories needed to be planned, and the retail space needed to be designed and set up.

As for Li Jianshe, the VP of Procurement, Lin Chu took him and Zhou Ming out for a meal to finalize his role change. He would resign from his VP position and be given the title of honorary director, with his basic compensation remaining the same.

The few vacant VP positions would be left open for now. He wanted to observe for a while, since once those roles were filled, it would be difficult to make changes again anytime soon.

There were certainly capable people among the club’s long-time employees, and he wanted to give them something to hope for. If anyone’s performance stood out, Lin Chu would not hesitate to promote them.

With such a smooth transition, everything went off without a hitch.

The internal atmosphere even seemed to be a bit better than before.

After all, Famous Group had been robbing Peter to pay Paul for the past two years, and the whole edifice was on the verge of collapse. Now, with a new boss, morale had stabilized considerably.

Under the high intensity of managing all this, Lin Chu could clearly feel himself improving.

This was no longer a game of just plugging holes with whatever was available; this was real life.

Controlling the board, placing the pieces, observing people, and watching events unfold—one of a man’s greatest pleasures.

...

Over the past two days, Lin Chu had more contact with Xin Fu, the VP of Sales.

Xin Fu was a 38-year-old from Xiangjiang. He spoke perfect Mandarin and fluent English. He was quite handsome, dressed exquisitely, and always wore a pleasant smile. He spoke in a gentle, refined manner.

It was an overcast afternoon, with no sign of rain.

On the golf course, Lin Chu was playing a friendly round with Xin Fu while also talking business.

"President Lin, isn’t the price increase for the annual membership a bit too steep?"

"Objectively speaking, there’s still a gap between us and Mission Hills. Now our prices are even higher than theirs. We’re practically sending them customers."

"It was already going to be a tough year for acquiring new members and retaining old ones."

Xin Fu expressed his concerns with a gentle voice, but he said it with a smile.

For the sales department, a price hike was a double-edged sword. It meant higher commissions, but it also meant their job would be harder.

After all, price is a core factor that influences customers.

Besides...

Golf club memberships are non-standard products. Their price is determined half by their value and half by the competition.

There are twelve other golf courses in Peng City. Aside from the publicly operated ones, all the other competitors are watching us eagerly.

The moment we raise our prices, some of our members will definitely be diverted to them.

As the ace salesman, he didn’t think the price increase itself was a problem, but they needed to solve one core issue: making the customers feel it was worth it.

Lin Chu listened without immediately responding. He swung his club, sending the white ball soaring high into the air. As he walked, he said, "What gap is there between us and Mission Hills?"

Lin Chu also asked with a smile.

Talking business with someone like Xin Fu was very comfortable. You could just say whatever came to mind.

Jobs once had a classic saying—when you work with smart people, you don’t have to worry about their egos.