Han Lie thought his father-in-law was rather free-spirited, but Pan Ge was not pleased.
"What do you an? You don’t want to grow old with or stay faithful to , do you?"
Han Lie looked at her disdainfully. "Let’s not even talk about growing old together. By the ti you’re 30, I’ll already be hitting on the post-00s generation. Which eye of yours sees as a loyal guy?"
I’m not angry, I’m not angry...
Pan Ge took several deep breaths, but she couldn’t hold it in after all.
"Scumbag, get lost!"
Han Lie widened his eyes. "Use and discard? You’re no better."
What had been a rather lovely evening was now completely ruined.
Pan Ge’s lips were glistening as she headed ho, her belly full of anger. Before leaving, she left a bite mark on Han Lie’s arm.
Even so, she didn’t bring up anything related to "breaking up."
What could she do? She just happened to like n she couldn’t win an argunt against.
Han Lie couldn’t exactly say he was pleased, just feeling that the path of embracing beauties left and right was long and arduous.
There wasn’t much resistance from Pan Ge’s family, so she was pretty much settled. But how was he to plant his other ’colorful flags,’ with Xi Luting being the most prominent?
Tough...
Forget it, forget it. I won’t think about it. I’ll take it one step at a ti.
「...」
When he returned to the hotel, Han Lie’s anger was still fiercely burning.
He made it back to his room around 9:30, where a large group had already gathered in the living room.
Fang Tongzhi, Liu Yingjun, Ma Ke, Wang Hong, Da Gang, Big Head, Dan Zihao, Zhou Ci, and so on and so forth.
There were also a few more girls, all pretty and with their own unique charm.
WHOA! As soon as Han Lie entered, Wang Tianqing and Lou Xiaoxiao took the lead, and the flock of pretty girls chirped in unison, "Hello, Young Master Han!" The cloyingly sweet greeting made Han Lie cringe and shiver.
Then they laughed happily, leaning this way and that...
Han Lie didn’t look closely; he just felt like he’d entered a spider’s web of sorts.
Liu Yingjun, heartless as ever, winked at him. "Aren’t they pretty? Pick whoever you like and take her!"
The one nicknad Big Head imdiately stirred things up. "What if Young Master Han takes a fancy to your woman? How would you deal with that!"
"Take her, take her!" Liu Yingjun waved his hands happily. "Perfect opportunity to switch for another!"
Everyone burst out laughing. Zhao Shengnan threw sothing at him and cursed a couple of tis.
But no one took it seriously, and no one thought there was anything wrong with it.
In these tis, conventionally attractive won weren’t particularly valued; wealthy second-generation circles were teeming with them.
One would have to wait until after 2016, when the era of top internet celebrities began and monetizing one’s looks beca easy and offered many avenues. Only then would attractive won gradually begin to reclaim their independence.
Even then, there would still be won looking for shortcuts, but as long as they were genuinely attractive, they could do well on their own.
So, the good days for the clueless, wealthy second generation were actually numbered.
In the past, as long as you had money, you could woo any beautiful girl. This was because, apart from marrying into a wealthy first or second-generation family, they had almost no other channels to monetize their looks.
The opposite would be true in the future. Even with just a few hundred fans, one could easily make twenty or thirty thousand a month.
The savvy ones could achieve financial freedom within a year.
Why did Sun Yining have the confidence to confront Wang Siming?
It was because she could make her own money. Her online inco alone was enough to satisfy her needs, allowing her to act on her temper without pandering to anyone.
She might have seed like a minor internet celebrity with only 300,000 followers, unremarkable at first glance, but she had always made good money.
In the future, wooing won wouldn’t be as simple as just throwing money around.
You needed truly irreplaceable resources.
Take "First Love," for instance. Many thought he relied on his looks and sweet talk. In reality, it was his online traffic and the entertainnt value of his content that drew in hordes of minor internet celebrities, eager to interact and participate in scripted dramas with him.
After 2020, even showering strears with money hardly worked. Top-tier beauties really didn’t buy into that anymore.
So...
Brother Lie decided to make the most of these last few good years.
What’s the point of holding back when you can splurge, only to end up groveling when you no longer can?
Make money, make money! All the things a rich playboy should do, I’ve got to try them all. Otherwise, this rebirth would be for nothing!
With his mind set, Han Lie feigned politeness. "You guys have fun, don’t mind . I just ca back to take a look."
"We were waiting for you to co back for dinner!"
"No need," Han Lie waved his hand. "I just had a nutritional al with my coach. Don’t stand on ceremony; really, you don’t have to mind ."
While speaking, Han Lie gave Zhou Ci and Dan Zihao a sly, smiling once-over.
Dan Zihao was cowering slightly, lacking vigor.
Zhou Ci, that little scher, had better nerve. He gave Han Lie a stiff, humorless smile and a nod, issuing a challenge.
"Brother Lie, I heard you wanted to teach us brothers a lesson?"
Han Lie responded blandly, "Teach you a lesson? You two aren’t quite worthy. Let’s keep it simple: let your money do the talking."
"Oh? Haha..."
Zhou Ci sneered and settled down in front of the long coffee table, his expression dark.
"You think you can use money to crush us? You’re dreaming, Brother Lie!"
Han Lie couldn’t be bothered to waste words with him and cut straight to the point. "Enough crap. I have 6 million on hand. If you don’t think that’s enough, I can ask Pan Ge for more. How do you want to play?"
Zhou Ci’s and Dan Zihao’s eyes twitched at the jab.
It wasn’t about the 6 million; the point was that he’d ask Pan Ge for it. Does he have no sha?
Asking a woman for money just to play cards?!
But they had no grounds to feel aggrieved, not when Pan Ge was willing to give it to him.
At the critical mont, it was Fang Tongzhi who stepped in to smooth things over.
"Let’s not go overboard. We’re all from ordinary families; if the stakes are too high, we can’t afford to play. Let’s just play normally. How about a 500 base, a 5,000 cap, with the option to double when calling?"
Han Lie naturally had no objections.
As for the others, they were already prepared and had no objections either.
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