《I am a Big Villain》Chapter 85: The Soft Rice Man’s Self-cultivation 1
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“Yo, our top card is back.”
When Yan Chu entered the task world, before he could absorb the memory of his original self, the world mission, and plot trend of this world, there was a strong fragrance, complex and suffocating.
He subconsciously held his breath. When he saw the situation in front of him, he was stunned for a few seconds.
How to put it, this situation was a bit wrong.
“What’s the matter? If you’re getting taken in by President Zhong, you’ll disdain us, these friends? Yan Chu ah, Yan Chu, don’t be too proud. Be careful of climbing too high, and you’ll die horribly.”
In front of him, a man in a pink suit with a delicate face came up to Yan Chu. His face was hideous, and he said that to Yan Chu with jealousy and disdain.
The sharp scent came from the man opposite.
He looked around and found that the room was filled with young men with appearances above six-seven points. Their temperament was either arrogant or refined. Their appearance was handsome or delicate, with different styles.
The only thing in common was that the eyes of these people looking at him were also like the pink suit, revealing envy and jealousy.
In a room, some men looked good and knew how to dress up. Yan Chu thought of the words cowherd boy in his mind.
“You’d better bless yourself to stay with President Zhong for more time. Don’t come back crying at that time.”
The pink suit patted Yan Chu on the shoulder and then waved to the other men: “Brothers, I will treat you tonight and to go from Yinzhou.”
After whistling, many people in the room cheered. No one paid any attention to Yan Chu and left with the pink suit.
When many people walked towards the gate, they bumped into Yan Chu intentionally or unintentionally. They laughed and did not say an apology.
Yan Chu was indifferent. It seemed that his popularity was not very good.
But it did not matter. Everyone was gone, just so that he could take a good look at this world’s plot and missions.
He closed the door and locked it to make sure that no one would suddenly come in and disturb him. Then he found a reasonably clean sofa and sat down, ready to absorb the memory of the original self and the task of this world.
The more memory got absorbed, the more strange Yan Chu’s face looked were.
The client of this world was the original self.
The original self was a third-year student in the Acting Department of the Film Academy. If he was admitted to the Film Academy, of course, he had an outstanding appearance. His family condition was not good. In his second year, his father got uremia and needed a transplant. He went to match himself, but he did not match his father.
Among the relatives and friends, only Little Aunt Yan and her brother-in-law had the highest matching degree, but the sister-in-law was unwilling to cut off a kidney for her second brother, so she put forward a demand. If he could give her 500,000 Yuan to let her son buy a house and marry a wife, she would agree to give her kidney to Yan Chu’s father.
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The proper kidney source was too hard to find, and his father could not wait. The cost of hospitalization, Little Aunt Yan’s request, even if the family had sold their only old house, it was not enough, and the family was unable to do anything.
At this moment, the original self did find a way to get money quickly, that was to be a cowherd boy.
The Blue was the favorite saloon of wealthy ladies. There were many cowherd boys with different personalities, but without exception, they were all handsome enough. There were three kinds of cowherd boys here.
The first type was selling skill. You could perform your talent in the saloon. Sang, danced, and magic as you like. As long as you could coax those sisters to spend money on your show, the income was 40:60, 60 for the Blue, and 40 for them.
There was another type that did not appear on stage, which was to accompany, drink and chat. According to different levels, the price was different. This type was divided into higher, 50:50. And as long as you were good at it, coaxed those rich women to buy bags and watches, it was all yours, the Blue would not interfere.
Of course, those wealthy women were not all stupid. It was unrealistic that you want to coax valuable things without being taken advantage of.
He did not know about the last type’s estimation. Some of the guests who ate, drank, and slept with the cowherd boys were very perverted. Once you had to serve her and her sisters, many of the guests who came to the Blue were 30-40 years old, the Blue’s official price was very high. If you wanted to earn this money, you had to depend on your own life and be careful of dying from excessive ejaculation.
If you were unlucky, you might have to rest for ten and a half days if you met those S-oriented guests.
The Blue was of high grade. Not all kinds of guests could come in, often those who chose the third type of cowherd boys, the price was at least 10,000 Yuan. They were the ones who earned the most money in the Blue. The first and second types of cowherd boys were unable to persist before becoming the third type one.
The temptation here was too big. You watched your “friends” drive luxury cars and wear famous watches, listened to the seven-star hotels where they brag about where they lived and ate the delicacies specially cooked for them by a Michelin three-star chef. Initially, most of the men who came to work here were unproductive, and as they saw more, they naturally gradually lost their self-esteem.
In this era, laughing at the poor or not laughing at the prostitutes, who were to accompany the wealthy women. Wasn’t it enough to be rich?
Of course, no matter which one here, and if you want to enter the Blue, you must sign an agreement. You were not allowed to disclose the guest’s information. When the contract was undervalued, you could not leave the Blue unless you were willing to pay enough liquidated damages.
When the original self first came here, he indeed only wanted to be a performer. His singing voice was good, and his dream was to be a big star. It was okay to be an entertainer. Once some things were done, then nothing could be changed.
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He made a lot of money in the Blue by selling skill. He looked like a little pure boy in the Blue. He was wearing a white shirt and jeans, with a regular male figure of 1.8 meters tall. He sat on the bench with a white spotlight. Almost nothing was needed. Just by singing quietly, he could recall the purest and beautiful memories of those women when they were young, So every time he came to the stage, it was the quietest time in the saloon.
In the Blue, apart from the saloon’s share, he could earn nearly 50,000 to 60,000 Yuan a month. Sometimes he luckily could make more than 100,000 Yuan. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the top card performer cowherd boy who earned the least money in the Blue.
Because of this arrogance, the original self looked down on the men who left with the client. He felt that they were willing to degenerate, and his eyes did not hide it at all. As a result, those cowherd boys who left with the client did not like him either.
Everyone came to the Blue, so what was the pure thing?
Initially, he thought that he would soon save enough money for his father’s kidney transplant operation, but the plan could not keep up with the change. His father’s condition deteriorated suddenly, and it would be too late to do the operation again. At this time, he had just arrived in the Blue for more than three months, and he had saved more than 200,000 Yuan, excluding the expenses. The money was not enough for the operating and later maintenance expenses, not to mention the 500,000 his aunt asked for.
At this time, Zhong Li appeared.
The other party was six years older than the original self, a successful female entrepreneur and one of the top ten richest women in Asia. Zhong’s enterprise did not have its current scale decades ago. Her father Zhong Qinglong was also a powerful figure in the underworld in his early years. He did everything except drug trafficking, but it was estimated that he did more bad things, and he changed his legal wife three times. In addition to his lover outside, there was no son and daughter.
His only lover gave birth to a son, and once identified, it was not his.
The fortune-teller told Zhong Qinglong that he had too much blood and evil spirit on his body. After that, he only had to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and perhaps he could still have a son and a daughter.
At that time, Zhong Qinglong was almost fifty, and he had already let go of those fighting and killing. In addition to his old thinking, he wanted to have a bloodline inheritor. Artificial insemination, he felt that was not pure, and it was against natural ethics.
After listening to the fortune teller’s words, he accepted his brothers. Initially, those brothers were unwilling to pay him to let them go. For the rest, he opened a security company. Perhaps it was the reputation of Brother Long at the beginning that their security company was still doing*2doing*from 干 [gàn] that can mean as to do or to f*ck (vulgar) a decent job and gradually began to whitewash.
In addition, he got addicted to charity. Every year, he donated a lot of money to charity organizations. Where there was any natural or man-made disaster, he was also the fastest. No matter whether this charity was sincere or not, God still saw the sincerity of the other party. On the day of his 50th birthday, his third wife was found to be pregnant.
Nine months later, she gave birth to a daughter, Zhong Li.
For this arriving-late daughter, Zhong Qinglong said that he loved her very much. Starting from kindergarten, this daughter had to be followed by more than 20 bodyguards in black. Even a male fly could not appear within ten steps of the Zhong family’s little princess.
This behavior was not relieved until Zhong Li became an adult when she strongly protested.
After Zhong Li graduated and took over the business, she changed some of her father’s business development goals. Before the real estate boom, she won lots of land in the first-tier cities, bought low and sold high, and made a lot of money. Now, in addition to the preservation of the Zhong family’s fortune, what Zhong Li was honestly interested in was the entertainment industry. Recently, the momentum was gradually catching up with the three old entertainment companies. Tianqi was the Zhong family’s industry.
On the day when the original self received news that his father’s condition worsened and need an operation, it was Zhong Li’s first time in the Blue at the invitation of a business partner.
Not knowing why, but the other party took a fancy to the original self. She did not know whether the other party was a performer or not. She asked the original self if he was amenable to accompany her. In addition to the sum of money the Blue wanted to share, she was willing to give him a maintenance fee of 500,000 Yuan a month.
The original self asked her if she could withdraw the fee two months in advance. She agreed and gave him the key to a downtown apartment. In the next few months, it was his golden house.
Yan Chu appeared at this time, just after he received the key and took the money.
The original self had become the kind of man he most disdained before, which was also one of the reasons why the group of people just laughed and mocked him.
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