Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

For a second-generation rich kid from Peng City like Lu Ming, there was obviously never a shortage of girls.

Lin Chu had heard him talk about it once when they were getting a late-night snack:

When many girls spent time with him, as soon as they found out he was a "second-gen" with so many properties, they often didn’t dare to ask for anything. They’d be too embarrassed to even accept holiday gifts. Some would even insist on paying for meals.

They were just afraid... of being seen as a gold digger and getting passed over.

They’d even offer to pay when they went to a hotel.

On the rare occasion they went home with him, they’d be up for anything. The next morning, before heading to work, they would even tidy up the house and make him breakfast.

This was the dating status of a local from a first-tier city.

At the time, Lin Chu felt like crying after hearing it.

It was really true—talk about feelings with the rich, and talk about money with the poor.

"Cheers!"

The seven of them raised their glasses and clinked them together.

The Divine Dragon Set came with six bottles in total. They’d already drunk a fair bit, and after another two rounds, one bottle was almost empty.

"Brother Ming, come sit over here. It’s your show in a bit. I’ll make sure there’s more than enough alcohol!"

"Hey, promoter! Another Divine Dragon Set! Let’s make this a bigger scene!"

"Put ’Welcome, President Ming’ up on the screen."

Lin Chu waved the bar promoter over. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, and after speaking, he casually slapped her on the butt.

She gave him a flirtatious glare, planted a kiss on his cheek, and then happily hurried away.

A true baller!

A real baller!

They’d only finished one bottle, and he had already ordered two Divine Dragon Sets.

「Before long.」

Text quickly appeared on the bar’s screen, and a group of young women, carrying a dazzling, lit-up Divine Dragon Set, began walking toward them.

"Holy shit!"

"Bro, you’re something else."

"Where’d you strike it rich lately?"

Lu Ming was a little stunned by the scene. He could afford two Divine Dragon Sets, but even if he could, he wouldn’t be willing to splurge like this.

However, he didn’t think Lin Chu was just some nouveau riche. After all, in this city, people struck it rich every single day.

So what?

If you get rich, you’re not allowed to enjoy life?

He just felt that Lin Chu was a stand-up guy. He’d struck it rich, and instead of calling some girls, the first people he thought of were his bros.

"We’ll talk about that later. Tonight, we drink!"

"First, let me introduce everyone! Since I’m the one who put this together, these are my friends!"

"Who knows, maybe there will be opportunities to collaborate in the future!"

Lin Chu said loudly. At gatherings in Peng City, the conversation always turned to money. This was normal.

Lin Chu immediately went around and introduced everyone.

Of course, he embellished their identities to a certain degree.

For a sales dog like Liu Yang, he said "Sales Manager in the financial industry."

For a programmer like Wang Zhefei, he said "Technical Director."

Anyway, at the drinking table, you used flashy titles to pump people up.

Wang Zhefei looked at Lin Chu, his heart aching at the cost. But after thinking it over and hearing about Lu Ming’s identity, he guessed this must be a client of Lin Chu’s company—a major one, probably, since he was a local.

If that was the case, then ordering two Divine Dragon Sets was understandable.

After all, you have to spend money to make money.

The second Divine Dragon Set arrived.

The panel reappeared before Lin Chu’s eyes: he had received a 170,000 rebate.

In one night at the bar, which had just started, he’d already received 340,000 in rebates. After deducting the cost of the two Divine Dragon sets, and adding the 248,000 he netted from dinner, his bank account balance was already at 420,000.

The Audi A6 for his dad was secured.

In a word: awesome!

Just then, Lin Chu had a sudden thought: ’Holy crap. If Dad’s intimacy level with me reached 90 and he called me ’Dad,’ triggering a 10x reward, I’d make millions in an instant.’

It was a ridiculous thought, but... money!

’I have to find a way, one way or another, to get my dad to call me Dad.’

...

In the time that followed, the atmosphere of the party started to hit its stride.

As they drank, girls from the bar started gathering around. They didn’t even have to go over and say hi; the girls came to them.

This "Arhat Array" had already ordered two Divine Dragon Sets. Even for the "little beakers" who were bar regulars, this was an uncommon sight.

Lu Ming had already hooked up with a girl with a large arm sleeve tattoo.

That horndog Liu Yang was also hitting on a girl.

A girl had come over to Lin Chu’s side, too, and a very pretty one at that. She had pink eyeshadow, a low-cut spaghetti strap top, and a miniskirt that left nothing to the imagination.

He glanced at his phone. A message from the bar promoter: "Bro, is this girl okay? If not, I’ll call you another one."

Tsk.

This is what it felt like to be a baller.

A real baller!

"Bro, my girls are getting impatient. Should I have them come over?"

Zhang Peng completely understood now.

’My Brother Chu isn’t short on cash. Not at all.’

’He dropped 170,000 on two Divine Dragon Sets!’

’Add the 120,000 from dinner, and he’d already spent almost 300,000 tonight.’

’Why even bother with a budget?’

’Just one word: splurge!’

"Sure, have them come."

"The more the merrier."

Lin Chu said with a smile, leaning back on the sofa in a tactical recline. The girl nestled in his arms, feeding him fruit and wine.

This is the life!

’He recalled coming to bars with his ex-girlfriend—constantly worried about going over budget, afraid she’d order expensive drinks, having to provide emotional support, and being forbidden from even looking at other beautiful women... All of that was in the past!’

’Before, I was a pure, unadulterated fool!’

’Good thing I’ve awakened now.’

’To the power of cash!’

...

"Brother Chu, maybe we should head out? We still have work tomorrow morning."

Just then, Li Jian suddenly leaned close to Lin Chu’s ear and whispered.

He was salty.

Really salty.

The ones who were doing well—Lin Chu, Lin Chu’s colleagues, the rich second-gen from Peng City—were all holding girls, having the time of their lives.

He and Guo Haodong were clearly just background players. When girls came over earlier, they didn’t even give them a second look. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Standing there like nobodies.

The feeling was truly awful, and it made him miserable.

"Don’t be like that! Shit, it’s just a girl. Hold on, one will be here in a sec!"

Lin Chu immediately understood what he meant. He felt small, uncomfortable. After a moment’s thought, he called out to the promoter again, "Put another message up for my brother here! I’m ordering another Divine Dragon Set just for him! This is my Brother Jian! My brother from college! ’Congratulations on his smooth sailing and good fortune from the God of Wealth!’ Also, call another girl over to keep my Brother Jian company!"

Lin Chu spoke very loudly, and the bar promoter instantly got the message.

She was about to go crazy with joy.

’This baller is too fucking awesome.’

’He buys a Divine Dragon Set for his bro!’

She quickly sprang into action. The message Lin Chu requested appeared on the big screen, and another Divine Dragon Set was brought over.

Lin Chu swiped his card, and another 170,000 rebate hit his account.

Li Jian: ...

He was so moved he could have cried.

’Holy shit!’

’Brother Chu is a real one! You can really be friends with a guy like him!’

...

「At this moment.」

The table was so full of alcohol, there was hardly any space left.

Seeing this, the girl in his arms couldn’t help but start writhing wildly, making Lin Chu feel hot all over. His face was covered in lipstick marks.

"Stop squirming. If you keep that up, I’m taking you to the bathroom."

Lin Chu nibbled her earlobe and said with a sly grin.

She gave a playful pout but replied excitedly, "Let’s go! You think I’m scared?"

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