Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

Yang Huixian glanced at him and nodded gently.

She hesitated for a moment but didn’t take his hand as she walked into the club.

That had been his request.

...

Lin Chu found Ma Lin at the exhibition and nonchalantly gave him a brief explanation. He said that this Ms. Yang was a friend of his and had been confirmed as the club’s supplier for the jadeite, jewelry, and gold category. He told them to discuss the specific details themselves, then quickly stood up and left.

From this attitude, Ma Lin tried to guess at their relationship, but for the moment, he couldn’t quite figure it out.

However, that wasn’t the important part.

In fact, this was a good thing.

He had just been worrying about the "product" situation.

A single line of Xiangyun Sha clearly wasn’t enough to fill the entire exhibition hall.

So, he immediately began to politely and courteously discuss the details with Ms. Yang.

Yang Huixian sized up the exhibition hall before her and then glanced at Lin Chu’s retreating figure, a mix of joy and longing in her heart. However, when it came to business, she quickly composed herself and focused on the task at hand.

’This kind of venue is really amazing!’

’Every one of the club’s high-end members could be a potential client!’

...

Amid a chorus of "Hello, President Lin" greetings, Lin Chu returned to his office.

His office was a three-room suite. The innermost room was essentially a bedroom, complete with a bathroom, bed, and safe. The middle room was the main office, which doubled as a tea room and study. The outer room served as a reception area with a long conference table.

That feeling of being the king of his own little castle returned.

When it was your own private property, you could naturally decorate it however you wanted. There was no such thing as "exceeding standards."

’What standards are there to exceed?’

The boss’s will was the only standard that mattered.

Liang Jieyu, who had already started her job in the President’s Office, was currently lounging comfortably on the sofa in the middle room, playing on her phone. Her long, slender legs, clad in black stockings, were stretched out casually.

When Lin Chu wasn’t around, she was the only one allowed in here.

Seeing Lin Chu enter, she immediately stood up and walked over quickly.

Noticing the faint smell of alcohol on him, she asked softly, "Should I make some tea?"

Lin Chu glanced at her, gave a casual nod, and sat down on the sofa, reclining on his side as he pulled out his phone.

Bank account balance: He had already emptied his private banking account, and his main card had just over 18 million left.

Buying this golf club had drained almost all of his liquid cash. Over the next year, he still had to pay Famous Group another 600 million in installments.

It felt amazing when you were spending the money, when you were making the purchase.

But being out of money was also a harsh reality.

And...

Lately, Lin Chu found himself feeling a strange and subtle resistance to his buddies calling him "Dad." It was odd. Back when he didn’t have money, or at least not this much, they would all goof around, and calling him "Dad" felt completely normal.

But now that he was their "boss" and they all worked for him, it felt awkward when they did it. To Lin Chu, it felt like they were pushing their luck, becoming insatiable. It wasn’t just him; everyone felt awkward about it.

Of course, Lin Chu had figured out the core logic behind this shift.

It was simply a matter of:

—Before, there was no dependent relationship, so it was just about gaining a verbal one-up.

—Now that there was a dependent relationship, trying to gain that same verbal one-up was no longer appropriate.

There was something called dignity.

Unless it was an informal occasion, like when they were drunk or something.

Besides, at his age, he was far from the stage of "adopting god-sons."

And it was definitely too late to have a son of his own right now.

Lin Chu mulled it over. For his current situation, during this transitional period, he could see a few possible solutions.

First, livestreaming. Don’t be afraid of people taking advantage; just think of it as an investment with returns.

Second, hire more people and do charity work. Use quantity to make up for the multiplier.

Third, expand his social circles.

The difficulty of these three paths increased in order.

As did their importance.

Lin Chu quickly sorted through these thoughts. Just then, Liang Jieyu finished making the tea and brought it over with light, graceful steps.

"So, how do you like it here?"

Lin Chu asked casually.

’Back when I was just another wage slave, whenever a pretty female colleague went into the boss’s office and became part of the unspoken "casting couch" arrangement, I’d get silently furious. I’d be angry at her for not having more self-respect. ’C’mon, girl, where’s your integrity? Your principles? Your sense of shame?’’

Now, he had finally become the very person he used to hate the most.

Just one word for it... Awesome!

"It’s great! My schedule is regular, I get to see you every day, and not having a job would make me lazy."

Liang Jieyu said with a beaming smile.

She meant every word.

As someone with a clear plan for her future, she knew this meant Lin Chu hadn’t just hit it and quit it; in fact, he seemed to genuinely like her. She now had a house, a car, and a job. On top of 50,000 a month in spending money, she also drew a salary of 15,000 from the company, which also covered her social security and other benefits.

’What more could she ask for?’

’Time to just coast!’

’She had to just coast!’

Just this morning, on a whim, she had even searched for which positions were best for conception.

But she couldn’t rush something like this. It was best to sound him out indirectly first.

After all... it was easy to fall out of favor when you were pregnant.

They drank tea for a while.

Lin Chu casually scrolled through short videos, wondering who he should shower this incredible fortune on.

The streamers from his own company were an option, of course, but that would create some "redundancy." After all, the company had set procedures and regulations. If he just disrupted them on a whim, it would throw everything into chaos.

Seeing Lin Chu scrolling through short videos, Liang Jieyu started scrolling through them on her own phone as well.

She deliberately looked for videos of cute babies, occasionally letting out a silvery laugh.

"Babe, look! This baby is so precious, so cute..."

Finally, when she felt the time was right—when Lin Chu laughed at a video he was watching—she suddenly leaned over, holding out her phone for him to see.

Lin Chu glanced at her and instantly understood what she was getting at.