13: Chapter 13 This is Wei Xiaobao reincarnated!

Boom!

These words were like a depth charge, instantly blowing up the livestream room.

"Holy crap?! Seven?!"

"Does this fat guy play that hard? Hiding beauties in a golden house? And seven of them at once?"

"A modern-day Wei Xiaobao? No, Wei Xiaobao had wives; what does this fat guy have?"

"Is this the joy of the rich? My imagination is just too poor!"

Qian Duoduo's expression changed completely.

If Su Yun saying the number "seven" earlier felt like a coincidence or the result of an investigation...

...then mentioning the detail about the "nearby university town" was starting to get eerie.

One had to know that his secrecy regarding this matter was airtight.

These seven girls were usually picked up and dropped off in private cars with privacy film on the windows; even his neighbors thought they were employees from his import-export company coming to report on work.

...

"Interesting."

Qian Duoduo took a deep breath and set down his wine glass.

The playful grin on his face faded slightly, replaced by a businessman's shrewdness.

"Master, keep talking."

He was testing him.

He didn't believe Su Yun could know everything so clearly; at most, he'd just made a lucky guess.

Su Yun looked at his 'won't-give-up-until-he-sees-the-Yellow-River' attitude and shook his head.

Since you're offering your face for me to slap, I won't be polite.

"Boss Qian, you're meticulous in business, and you're just as meticulous about fairness in these matters."

Su Yun held up one hand and gestured the number "five."

"Fifty thousand."

"Each person's monthly salary is fifty thousand yuan, with room and board included, plus a year-end bonus."

"To make it easier for them to go to school, you even provided each of them with a BMW Mini, all with sequential license plate numbers. Am I right?"

The corner of Qian Duoduo's eye twitched violently.

He even got the salary amounts and the cars right?

Is this freaking fortune-telling? This is practically like having surveillance cameras installed on them!

But that wasn't all.

Su Yun's next words were the real bombshell.

"However, Boss Qian, what I admire most is your management ability."

A mocking smile appeared on Su Yun's face: "To prevent them from getting jealous of each other, and for the sake of your own health, you actually created a shift schedule."

"Monday through Sunday, one person per day, never repeating."

"That schedule is posted right on your bedroom nightstand, written clearly with a red marker, even noting each person's specific preferences and taboos."

"I have to say, Boss Qian, with your level of time management, it's a waste of talent not to be a factory director."

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The bullet chat that had been scrolling frantically actually came to a brief halt at this moment.

Everyone was shocked by this outrageous operation.

A shift schedule?

Monday through Sunday?

One person per day?

Is he selecting concubines? No, even ancient emperors weren't this organized when flipping name tags!

"Oh my god... this move has blinded my eyes!"

"Is this a top-tier time management master? Even Teacher Luo would call him a pro!"

"Badass! This fat guy is running his harem like a company! Is there a freaking KPI assessment too?"

"I want to know which seven universities those are! I want to go stake out the gates!"

On the other side of the screen, Qian Duoduo's expression was a sight to behold.

From shock, to bewilderment, and finally to... acceptance.

Since he'd been stripped down to his underwear, there was no point in pretending anymore.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Qian Duoduo suddenly set down his things and started clapping toward the camera.

The crisp sound of applause felt exceptionally piercing in the quiet livestream room.

"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

Qian Duoduo picked up his cigar again, took a deep drag, and actually showed a look of admiration.

"Master truly has some skill! I'm convinced!"

"That's right, everything you said is correct!"

He actually admitted it!

And he admitted it so openly, so righteously.

It was as if what had just been exposed wasn't some shameful secret, but a great business achievement.

"I kept this so well-hidden that even my parents didn't know. I didn't expect you to see through it so clearly over an internet connection."

Qian Duoduo leaned back on the sofa, the fat on his face smoothing out with the arrogance unique to the nouveau riche.

"But Master, I don't think there's anything embarrassing about this."

He spread his hands and said with an air of indifference: "I'm a straightforward person; I don't like all those complications."

"Talking about feelings? It's too exhausting and costs too much money."

"Girls nowadays have such high expectations; they want emotional value and material satisfaction, and if you don't serve them well, they give you attitude."

"Isn't it better that I spend money to buy some peace and quiet?"

Qian Duoduo pointed upstairs, his tone full of pride: "They want my money, and I want their bodies and their youth."

"The prices are clearly marked, no cheating of young or old."

"I didn't force anyone; it's a consensual transaction."

"I give them money, I give them cars, and I let them live lives they never dared to dream of before."

"They keep me company to relieve my boredom. This is called each getting what they need; it's a win-win!"

This set of twisted logic immediately shattered the moral compass of the livestream room.

But the terrifying thing was that after a brief silence, the direction of the bullet chat actually changed.

The comments that were previously calling him an "old creep" and "morally bankrupt" were suddenly mixed with some strange things.

"Holy crap, although it sounds morally bankrupt, if you think about it carefully... it actually makes a bit of sense?"

"This fat guy lives a transparent life! No feelings, just money—the kind of life so many men dream of!"

"To be fair, fifty thousand a month plus a car and room and board... with these benefits... is the boss still hiring? Can we not be too strict about gender? Is a male college student okay?"

"Get lost, person above! Boss Qian, look at me! I'm female, a junior in college, fair-skinned, beautiful, with long legs. Requesting an interview!"

"Damn, I suddenly don't hate this fat guy anymore. I only hate that the rich one isn't me!"

Looking at the screen full of comments asking to be kept or interviewed, Qian Duoduo's vanity was greatly satisfied.

He even took it a step further, standing up and taking his phone over to the spiral staircase in the living room.

"Since everyone is so interested, I'll give you a look."

He pointed the camera toward the top of the stairs.

On that luxurious European-style spiral staircase, two young girls in revealing loungewear were walking down.

The two girls looked to be in their early twenties, with fair skin and tall figures.

They were indeed young and beautiful, radiating the aura of youth.

They didn't hide when they saw Qian Duoduo was livestreaming.

Instead, they smiled and waved at the camera, looking as natural as if they were in their own home.

"See that?"

Qian Duoduo turned the camera back to his own large face, smiling so hard his eyes disappeared.

"This is my happiness."

"Master, you call this a Silk Cave, but I feel like this is my Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!"

"With money, you really can do whatever you want."