Han Lie couldn’t help but wonder, "Why did you add them? Doesn’t their managent try to prevent you girls from connecting privately?"
Little Seventeen scoffed. "Hah, how could they? Can they stop us from toasting each other? I’m just putting on an act of being friendly sisters with them, learning a few things, and seeing if any special opportunities pop up."
Han Lie was genuinely intrigued. Little Seventeen is quite the scher.
"What have you learned?"
"All sorts of things... I’ll tell you in person later."
"Alright. Co by yourself. The address is..."
She arrived late. By the ti she reached the Sheraton, Han Lie had already played a ga in duo queue with Wang Tianqing.
Little Seventeen showed no reaction upon seeing the executive suite; she would no longer doubt Han Lie’s capabilities based on material wealth.
However, when she saw Wang Tianqing, her pupils contracted sharply.
"You scoundrel! You were already preparing to... MMPH!"
Next, they played Fight the Landlord for a while, and Wang Tianqing quickly ward up to Little Seventeen.
People who haven’t truly spent lavishly can never imagine how proactive girls beco when enough money is involved.
The two of them chatted animatedly, leaving Han Lie completely out of it.
Without Han Lie even needing to ask, Wang Tianqing skillfully extracted a lot of information from Little Seventeen.
"Do your group of little sisters often go out for trios or even full parties?" Wang Tianqing asked.
"No way!" Little Seventeen shook her head. "We’d only get a chance for duos if we et an exceptionally generous boss. I’ve heard of full parties, but I’ve never actually seen one. Our circle keeps things relatively clean; we strictly avoid controlled substances."
Wang Tianqing asked curiously, "So, do you know any stunners who are even more beautiful than us?"
Little Seventeen subconsciously glanced at Han Lie, then hesitated and stamred.
Wang Tianqing chuckled and advised, "Don’t worry. Even if there are, it won’t affect our positions. Once that dog Han Lie gets tired of us, whether there are newcors or not, we’ll both be kicked to the curb. If you have other talents to please him, you might be able to stick around for another year or so..."
SLAP!
Han Lie raised his hand and slapped her, but he didn’t say anything in response.
Defend what? There’s no need to defend anything.
Little Seventeen was thoroughly impressed by Wang Tianqing.
Wow, she’s so bold! Not only does she dare to scold Han Lie, but she also lives with such clarity and freedom. Truly formidable!
But what Little Seventeen didn’t know was that Wang Tianqing had given her first ti to Han Lie and was also managing the student union for him. Her position would be secure for at least the next two or three years.
As for what happens after two or three years... By then, she’ll have saved up enough for a house and a car. Who cares if the world goes to hell after that!
Little Seventeen fell for it and was coaxed into revealing many "industry" secrets, both trivial and significant.
"Of course, there are real stunners among my group of superficial friends, more than one, in fact.
But one of them is a hopeless romantic, constantly getting cheated. She’s practically ruined now and might soon accept an ’offer of kindness’ from an old man.
Another one has powerful backing and seems to be involved in sothing big..."
Wang Tianqing shivered. "What do you an by ’involved in sothing big’?"
Little Seventeen adopted a mysterious air, deliberately glanced at Han Lie, and then lowered her voice.
"It’s like hunting, understand?
I’m not close with her, but several of our ’sisters’ have quietly told that this woman seems to have a powerful backer. They groom her, teach her all sorts of things, and even have people chat online for her!
Do you know where she rents?
Tomson Riviera!
Four young girls share the apartnt, and her supposed cousin shares a room with her. They say it’s her cousin, but we’ve all seen her. She’s a woman from the south, in her early thirties, and looks nothing like her.
We don’t know the exact specifics beyond that, but her thods are extrely audacious.
Whenever these ’sisters’ get their hands on luxury bags, jewelry, or whatnot, they can imdiately sell them through her for 70 to 80 percent of the retail price. If they ask her for help applying for credit cards, the cards are always issued with the highest possible credit limit..."
Wang Tianqing exclaid in amazent repeatedly but still didn’t fully grasp the implications. Han Lie, however, understood imdiately.
This is a step above those ’socialite training classes.’ It’s a sophisticated ring of con artists, collectively known as honey traps targeting wealthy n.
The cruder operations involve direct fraud. The smarter ones use the pretense of a relationship to cash out massively. On an even larger scale, they use marriage as a ans to secure property and family assets.
Later on, a woman nad Zhai Xinxin sohow mastered these marriage scam tactics. After a two-year period of being a kept woman, she began to frequent the dating site Jiayuan, becoming a professional hunter.
In 2017, she finally landed a big fish. Unfortunately, without professionals to manage the endga, her marriage fraud was executed so poorly that it drove her husband, Su Xiangmao, to suicide, thereby exposing these kinds of sches to the public.
Similar scams have always existed, but the current era is particularly conducive to such honey traps.
For truly professional gold diggers, every monetary transfer they receive is frad as an irrevocable gift, a ’love fund’ with special sentintal value. Whenever they receive luxury goods, they can return them for full price within minutes and then buy identical high-quality counterfeits.
These sches also have different schools of thought.
The Southern school is about ’cultivating fish in multiple ponds’—a slow, steady, long-term strategy involving multiple targets, releasing them when the ti is right. The Northern school, on the other hand, latches onto a single target, determined to ’break their bones and suck the marrow,’ bleeding them completely dry.
In terms of efficiency, both are quite similar, but the Northern school carries higher risks. That’s why their ringleaders eventually fled to Southeast Asia, where they gradually developed even more sinister side enterprises...
However, neither school has ever successfully conned those in the financial sector. Instead, they themselves are repeatedly ’harvested’ by those wielding the scythes of various Asset-Backed Securities...
This underworld... it’s truly fascinating.
"Now you two see what a terribly treacherous world a wealthy, innocent, and kind-hearted man like myself has to face, right?" Han Lie said with a teasing smirk, interrupting their hushed conversation.
Wang Tianqing giggled charmingly for a mont, while Little Seventeen imdiately and fervently vowed, "Han Lie, I would never be like that! I will only accept what you give . If you don’t offer, I will absolutely never ask for anything myself!"
"Such a good girl!" Han Lie encouraged her with a pat, and then the topic was dropped.
It was entirely possible that people would target Han Lie. Every newcor rising in the financial world faced similar tests, but very few actually fell into such traps.
The financial nouveau riche typically only t their end ’on the rooftop’ due to their own greed; it was highly unlikely they’d jump off a building because of a woman.
No treachery could ever surpass that of the financial markets.
Whether Little Seventeen had brought this topic up intentionally or unintentionally didn’t matter.
Ti reveals a person’s true heart, doesn’t it?
What followed was unremarkable and best left unsaid.
In any case, when Han Lie woke up feeling refreshed, it was already 9:00 AM on Sunday.
There were two missed calls and a WeChat ssage on his phone.
"Tough Guy, we’ve arrived in Pudong. It’s crowded today, and everyone wants to relax in the city... They’ve suddenly started clamoring to play a ga of Mafia. Do you know any good board ga cafes around?"
Han Lie’s spirits lifted instantly, and he sprang out of bed.
I might not know any board ga cafes, but your bro here has the ultimate superpower: cash! Just you wait!
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(This editing is making sick.)
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