In the bar.
Zhang Shunyong quickly led Luofeng and the others to a large booth by the dance floor and thoughtfully prepared a drinks menu for Luofeng. Zhang Shunyong also realized that this young and honorable gentleman would probably be the one picking up the tab this time.
"So, Brother Feng, what’s the plan for tonight?"
As Luofeng sat in the middle of the sofa at the booth, Zhang Shunyong knelt on one knee, squatting next to Luofeng. This was typical for bars; sales managers often adopted this attitude towards the rich second generation. After all, the more the customers spent, the higher the commission.
As Luofeng flipped through the drinks menu, he asked, "I’ve heard that there’s something called the ’shenglongtao’ here in the bars. Do you have it?"
Zhang Shunyong’s eyes immediately lit up, his expression becoming even more attentive. "Yes, of course we do, Brother Feng. We have three sets here, including the Gold and Rose Gold versions. We also have the Purple Gold Mini Dragon for 42,888 yuan, the Platinum version for 78,888 yuan, and then there’s the Black Gold Big Shenlong for 99,999 yuan."
After hearing the introduction, Luofeng smiled and said, "Well then, let’s go with the Big Shenlong set."
Zhang Shunyong’s eyes narrowed into a line with joy. "Okay, okay, Brother Feng, we’ll arrange the Big Shenlong for everyone right away, along with fruit platters, snacks, and beer."
To be honest, once this package was ordered, as for snacks? They could have whatever they wanted, all complimentary. It was a nearly 100,000 yuan set, after all. Truth be told, there weren’t many orders like this in a month. The wealthy had no need to spend like this, and those without money couldn’t afford it. It was like luxury cars worth tens of millions: the truly wealthy had no need to buy them, while such cars were out of reach for those without money.
After Zhang Shunyong left, Lin Xiaoyun, who had been pretending to be composed all this time, couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice, "Damn it, my Brother Feng, my very own brother, is too awesome, arranging the Big Shenlong? That’s almost a hundred thousand!"
"Brother Luo Feng, you’re too generous," Chen Dali also said, his eyes full of excitement.
Ma Jian, who was there to mooch off the drinks, sat quietly in the corner of the long sofa. He had no intention of speaking. After all, he was just there for the free drinks, and he wasn’t familiar with everyone, so he didn’t know what to say.
The others had deliberately seated Duanmu Yunji next to Luofeng, and she smiled sweetly, "You’re truly the tycoon who immediately bought a Ferrari 488." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
"Ah?" Luofeng turned to look at her. "Is my car arranged yet?" After all, the car needed to be transported from Capital City back to Shanghai. There were many arrangements to be made. Luofeng certainly didn’t have a Capital City license plate.
Duanmu Yunji softly said, "Don’t worry, a master technician helped apply the protective film this afternoon. By now, it is likely already on its way here."
Seeing this, Luofeng asked her, "Are you going back to the car show tomorrow?"
Duanmu Yunji nodded. "Of course I will go. Didn’t I tell you before? It’s 3,000 yuan a day, and although it’s quite similar to being a car show model, it doesn’t involve being gawked at as much as it used to. If I’m lucky, like when I meet a rich customer like you, the commission can be quite hefty. So why wouldn’t I go?"
"That makes a lot of sense. I’m even tempted to become a salesperson. Are you in need of male models?" Luofeng said jokingly with a smile.
Duanmu Yunji, however, sized up Luofeng’s physique.
He was indeed good; he had the physique of a male model. And his facial attractiveness? Probably around 91 points. All in all, he was like an entry-level male god. But for men at this level, appearance wasn’t that significant anymore. After all, while women might not fall in love at first sight with such looks, no woman would dislike such an appearance, right? So, in terms of looks, he was more than good enough.
"Male model, huh? Do you know, those who can afford to buy cars are generally men, so well, male salespeople..." Duanmu Yunji trailed off, not finishing her thought.
Indeed, she was right. In today’s society, most women, aside from those in the service industry, hardly made a lot of money. Men, on the other hand, had the desire to strive and felt they must strive. Therefore, the ones who could really afford luxury cars were usually men. As for women? Most had cars bought by their parents or given by boyfriends; the number of women who bought cars through their own efforts was quite limited. This wasn’t meant as a slight against women. After all, even among men, those who bought cars on their own were rare, weren’t they? Just like luxury cars worth millions—if you weren’t born into that wealth, such a car was likely out of reach for a lifetime.
Luofeng knew that soon, women in black stockings would eagerly approach him, perhaps with the top few buttons of their blouses undone. But he didn’t even want to glance their way; everyone in the know understood what such women were after. Weren’t they just there to wheedle a few thousand yuan out of him? If things went further, it would be about bags worth tens of thousands. And eventually, a "breakup fee" of over a hundred thousand... That was their goal.
Luofeng was somewhat speechless at the DJ’s hype. It was just one hundred thousand yuan worth of alcohol; did it really need such pomp and circumstance? Thankfully, he kept these thoughts to himself. Otherwise, Lin Xiaoyun would have been both envious and grumbling, probably telling Luofeng to "get real" or something similar. But for Luofeng, it was merely a trifle. Just a hundred thousand yuan, after all. Who did they take him for, anyway? He, Brother Feng, was regarded as Thor on the Huya platform, master of the ultimate lightning arts. Ever heard of Million Brother? He could spend a million in a single night. Now, after Luofeng had helped Liu Hanyan win the championship twice, the name Million Brother was becoming even more famous on Huya.

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