300: Chapter 300 How shameful!

"Jiang Ye, I'm proposing a toast to you."

Cheng Weiwei walked over to Jiang Ye with two glasses of wine, her steps light and graceful. She handed one to him with a charming smile.

"I might have misunderstood your joke back then and overreacted. I'd like to apologize. I hope this little interlude won't affect our friendship as classmates."

The other thirsty guys nearby, who seemed to be chatting but were actually eavesdropping with perked-up ears, all turned their gazes toward them.

Jiang Ye took the glass and smiled as he looked at Cheng Weiwei's face, which appeared even more beautiful under the hazy lights of the private booth.

He didn't go along with it and admit it was a "joke," nor was he foolish enough to insist he was "serious." He simply waved his hand with a touch of sentimentality.

"Yeah, it's all in the past. I was young back then and acted a bit recklessly."

After saying that, he lightly clinked his glass against hers and drained it in one gulp.

"Jiang Ye, I also want to toast you."

Just as he finished that glass, Jiang Shuang immediately came over with a bottle and refilled it for him. She raised her own glass with a bright smile.

"I'll be in Shengtian for the next few months preparing for flight attendant interviews and training. My family is from Dalian, and I don't have any relatives or friends here. If I run into any trouble later, I might have to be thick-skinned and ask for your help. You can't just ignore me, okay?"

Jiang Ye didn't turn anyone away. He also smiled and clinked glasses with her. "No problem. Classmates should help each other out."

After two drinks, the atmosphere became a bit more lively.

Cheng Weiwei caught a glimpse of Lu Mingxuan's sour expression out of the corner of her eye. She naturally took Jiang Shuang's arm and gave everyone a radiant smile.

"Then... you guys have fun. We won't disturb you any longer, okay?"

The guys were secretly wishing they would leave quickly, but on the surface, they all pretended to be regretful.

"Aww, the Class Beauty is leaving already?"

"Stay and play a bit longer!"

"We're just here to sing! You're making too much of this, aren't you overthinking it?"

Cheng Weiwei waved at everyone with a smile, then glanced briefly at Lu Mingxuan beside her before leading Jiang Shuang out by the arm.

As the art of war says: when multiple potential suitors are present, one must maintain an appropriate distance from each of them.

The difference between a master and a novice lies in whether one can maintain that distance while still making every suitor feel uniquely noticed.

Lu Mingxuan noticed her look and knew Cheng Weiwei was reminding him to see her out. He was instantly overjoyed.

Although he really wanted to stay and witness the "selection" process to confirm Jiang Ye's massive spending, seeing the setup in the booth, he knew Jiang Ye likely wouldn't be able to save any money tonight.

Lu Mingxuan could almost see the miserable scene of the other guy eating steamed buns for the next year or two to pay off his debts, and he felt a surge of satisfaction.

He also waved at a few classmates as a farewell.

But the classmates clearly knew who the "big boss" was today. Their response to Lu Mingxuan's departure was lukewarm; only one person who was on good terms with him nodded back.

Lu Mingxuan gritted his teeth in secret anger but couldn't lash out. With a sour face and a cold huff, he dejectedly followed Cheng Weiwei and Jiang Shuang out of the booth.

Once the three of them left and the door closed, the atmosphere in the room exploded instantly.

"Whoo—!"

"Thanks for carrying us, Brother Ye!"

"We're not going home until we're drunk tonight! Brothers, a toast to Brother Ye!"

"Brother Ye is awesome! (Voice cracks)"

The group of thirsty guys who had been trying to act cool just moments ago now showed their true colors. They all picked up their full glasses and crowded around Jiang Ye, clamoring to toast him and thanking the big boss for his generous treat.

Jiang Ye was also swept up in the atmosphere and clinked glasses with them a few times with a smile.

Soon, there was another knock on the door. Xiao Ma poked his head in with a smile. "Brother, the performers are ready. Is it convenient for them to come in now?"

Seeing Jiang Ye nod, he stepped aside and made a "please" gesture toward the door.

A gust of fragrant air wafted in as eight young women in various dresses and form-fitting pencil skirts filed in, standing in a row in the open space in front of the coffee table.

Under the lights, these Girls all had exquisite makeup, slender figures, and distinct temperaments—some sweet, some cold and elegant, some charming. Their looks were all above average.

They didn't try to curry favor with forced winks or shyly look away. Instead, their gazes lightly swept over the guys in the room, offering a faint smile the moment they made eye contact, quietly tugging at the heartstrings of every thirsty guy there.

The noisy booth suddenly went quiet, enveloped in a faint, ambiguous atmosphere.

The classmates who had been acting so full of bravado just a moment ago suddenly seemed to turn into perfect gentlemen. They subconsciously straightened their backs, suppressed their smiles, and became somewhat stiff and nervous. Their eyes secretly roamed over the Girls' faces and bodies as their heartbeats quietly quickened.

"Brothers, sorry for the wait!"

Xiao Ma spoke up with a smile, breaking the silence. "These are all our B-tier performers. They're experienced and great at livening up the atmosphere. Most importantly, they're sensible, know their boundaries, and have soft voices. Feel free to look around and chat; don't be shy! If someone catches your eye, they can stay. If you're not particularly satisfied, we can bring in another group!"

The Girls also began to greet them, their voices sweet, gentle, or crisp.

"Good evening, Boss~"

"Hello, handsome guys."

"I hope I can have a great time with you bosses tonight~"

Jiang Ye was also first-hand experiencing this kind of high-end "selection." It was a bit different from the chaotic and explicit scenes he had imagined.

The quality of these Girls was indeed very high, and their temperaments were good; they didn't have that heavy working Girl vibe.

Hmm...

He guessed that the song "Young and Dangerous" downstairs had still left an impression on Xiao Ma. Although this group was clearly students and first-timers, Xiao Ma didn't dare try to fool them with low-tier options.

Jiang Ye cleared his throat and was about to say, "Everyone, take a look and pick whoever you like," when Fang Wei hesitated for a moment and suddenly leaned in.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, there's something..."

Jiang Ye arched an eyebrow and glanced sideways, asking with his eyes: "What now?"

"Whatever you do, don't use that lame 'those wearing Safety shorts, get out' joke! It's tacky! Really tacky!"

Fang Wei shielded his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice. "In high-end Shengtians like this, there are internal standards for dress. Safety shorts and Camisoles are part of the uniform; they have to wear them! Later, if the conversation goes well and the mood is right, you can... in private! You can even take her with you if you want! But don't ask about it openly; it makes us look like we've never seen the world..."

"..."

Jiang Ye's eyelid twitched violently as he listened to this fellow's deadpan "educational talk."

Resisting the urge to pin the guy to the sofa and beat him up right then and there, he shoved him away irritably. "Get lost! Am I that kind of person?!"

Filthy! Lecherous! Base!

Taking a Girl's Safety shorts with you? Is that even human talk?

Humph!

So damn tempting!

Ptooey! I mean, so damn embarrassing!