How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Aside from consuming the free meal credit of 3000 yuan, an extra thousand plus had been pitched in...

However, that extra thousand was eagerly paid by He Jing...

Gu Heng had a bit of understanding about He Jing.

She belonged to the type who embraced traditional feminism, quite different from the Pastoral Faction...

She was completely self-reliant and strong, not wanting to depend on anyone, the type who wanted to forge her own path. This was evident from how she rarely bought luxury goods with her earnings, preferring to save for cars and houses instead.

The only blemish might be one... she was a live streaming influencer...

Live streaming influencers on the internet had a nickname, called "begging bowl"...

It roughly meant internet begger.

An internet begger who relied on others’ generosity, yet self-reliant and strong, was somewhat contradictory.

But having spent time at the media company, Gu Heng held no disdain for live streaming influencers. Whether they were talent or beauty streamers, the audience donated money to them, essentially buying some emotional value from the influencer.

It was either for showing off.

Or they were true fans, hoping for emotional feedback from the influencer.

As long as it wasn’t a scam forming money circles, Gu Heng really didn’t think influencers differed much from other professions, the only difference probably being that it was too easy to make money...

...

After returning to the room, Gu Heng cleared his mind of all those messy thoughts, walked towards his own room, and spoke to them, "Each room has a bathroom, so just take baths there to avoid creating situations like in soap operas.

Also, feel free to drink the red wine on the counter and the beverages in the fridge without asking me."

He then casually picked up an unbranded bottle of red wine from the cabinet.

During the days in Wuzhen, Fang Xun had him drink two glasses of red wine every night, claiming it was good for blood circulation and benefitted sleep...

He hadn’t noticed any benefits for sleep, but he had to admit, enjoying these high-end red wines was quite a pleasure...

And supposedly, high-end red wines were pressed by young girls’ feet; it somehow reminded him of the old sour cabbage beef noodles he used to love, feeling a strange fondness for feet...

Could it be that he was becoming a foot...

No sooner had the thought occurred than Gu Heng vehemently dismissed it in his mind.

He couldn’t possibly be that kind of person!

Drinking wine pressed by young girls’ feet was barely acceptable, but directly cuddling and nibbling on girls’ feet seemed a bit too perverse ow!

Just as Gu Heng was about to close his room door, He Jing suddenly spoke up, somewhat sheepishly asking, "Gu Heng, I’d like to live-stream in your presidential suite for a while, if that’s okay? Don’t worry, I’ll try to keep it down so as not to disturb your rest."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiayun’s eyes lit up, "Great idea! Live streaming from a presidential suite should definitely boost my popularity, right?"

Hearing their conversation, Gu Heng nodded slightly, "Go ahead with your live streaming, don’t worry about bothering me, I don’t usually sleep this early anyway."

Watching them nod like pecking chickens, he gently closed the door, then poured the wine into a decanter, rested his head on the folded blanket, and soaked in the night view of Hang City through the clear glass wall...

.....

Fifteen minutes later.

Feeling the wine had breathed enough, Gu Heng set down his phone and climbed out of bed.

He gently swirled the decanter, as the crimson liquid slowly cascaded into the wine glass...

Then he took a sip using the wine-tasting method Fang Xun had taught him, and his eyes narrowed in satisfaction...

Suddenly...

Hearing the noise outside the door, Gu Heng guessed that their live stream had already begun.

At that thought, Gu Heng picked up his phone, found He Jing’s TikTok profile from his following list, and clicked into her live stream...

In the live room, He Jing was holding a selfie stick, introducing the presidential suite’s amenities to her audience with a gentle smile.

The power of TikTok’s beauty feature was unquestionable...

Even an ordinary middle-aged woman with makeup and beauty filters can transform into a 70-point beauty, let alone someone like He Jing whose natural beauty was already notable. With a beauty filter turned on, she was truly a nerd’s dream...

With that look, she could reel in men in the live stream room without doing anything, all eagerly sending gifts.

If she added a sweet "Brother", these hooked men would probably start preparing to take out online loans.

...

After watching for just a few minutes, Gu Heng felt bored.

Honestly, He Jing didn’t have any particular talents; she was a typical chatty streamer. Beyond her looks, she had nothing else.

But he had known her for two years now and bumped into her almost every day, so even the prettiest face lost its novelty to him.

Just as he was about to leave the livestream, he saw both He Jing and Lin Jiayun’s faces appear simultaneously on the screen...

"Jingjing, how about it? Want to play a round? But I must warn you, we have a big brother in our house~"

"Sure, let’s play. You have a big brother, does that mean we don’t have one?"

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Watching the two start to stir things up in the live stream room, Gu Heng couldn’t help but laugh...

Back when he was at Galaxy Media, Gu Heng attended several streamer’s tactic classes, which taught phrases designed to make the audience spend money in their stream rooms...

Honestly, those phrases were pretty dumb.

But they really worked, since there were always viewers who got too caught up in the streams. These phrases targeted exactly such a crowd...

In the few seconds that Gu Heng was lost in thought, people in the livestream had already started sending gifts...

He Jing and Lin Jiayun were eagerly encouraging more gifts...

Watching their earnest efforts, Gu Heng suddenly felt a bit mischievous...

.....

Honestly, as a quintessential scumbag, Gu Heng had a big appetite.

He was smitten with both the women, He Jing and Lin Jiayun.

But his feelings for He Jing were more of a friendly nature. It wasn’t that Gu Heng was too decent; rather, he didn’t know how to win over a woman like her.

Exchanging sincere feelings could work, but he genuinely lacked sincerity.

Using money?

That seemed unlikely to work either.

She earned six figures a month and wasn’t the materialistic type. What would it cost him to win her over?

One or two million a month?

It was feasible, but it felt a bit like being a sugar daddy.

At that point, he wouldn’t know whether he was playing her, or she was playing him.

But Lin Jiayun was a different story.

The moment He Jing brought her to one of his dinner parties, Gu Heng knew exactly what kind of person she was.

Materialistic and very good at holding out for a higher price...

Initially, she seemed to be testing him, but as he spent over three hundred thousand at a nightclub and then millions on a car, her attitude toward him grew increasingly ambiguous...

Frankly, she was fishing for him.

Gu Heng didn’t have any strange kinks and disliked being hooked, but he couldn’t bear to let meat that was so close slip through his fingers. Of course, he had to turn passiveness into activeness!

These days, besides reading "How the Rich Are Made", he also picked up a book titled "Scumbag’s Thirty-Six Strategies"...

There was a tactic called "Encircle Wei to Save Zhao" inside...

Now seemed like a good time to try it...