After signing the documents for his twenty-percent share, Mario invited Jiang Cheng to a discreet, high-end private club in the area.
"Come on, Brother Jiang Cheng, everything's arranged. Tonight you'll have the time of your life. I'm a regular here—the food's fantastic, and there are all kinds of beautiful masseuses. Best part is, whatever type you want, male or female, they've got it."
Jiang Cheng waved him off. "Big Brother Mario, you're too kind. A normal meal is fine; I'm still a simple kid."
Tyrande-style extras were more than he could handle.
Mario roared with laughter and clapped Jiang Cheng's shoulder. "Relax, you'll love it in a minute."
"Now you've got me curious."
Mario treated Jiang Cheng to a table of authentic Thai cuisine.
It tasted good, but Jiang Cheng still preferred Chinese food.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two headed to the spa for the local specialty: beautiful-girl massages.
When the rubdown was almost done, Mario said to the attendant, "Bring them in."
A line of girls filed in moments later.
All were bare-legged, wearing only crimson bathrobes.
Jiang Cheng glanced over—each of the six girls was stunning.
"Little Brother Jiang Cheng, I picked these just for you. Like any of them? Take two or three, your choice." Mario looked at him expectantly.
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Big Brother Mario, is this a club special?"
He shook his head. "Regular customers don't get girls like these. I arranged them specially for you—one-in-a-thousand stunners, clean and willing. Pick freely; no one's forced into this."
Jiang Cheng scanned the fresh, dewy girls, his gaze locking onto one with neat black bangs.
She fit his tastes perfectly.
He activated the Character Scanning System on them.
The highest beauty score belonged to her.
[Name: Jiang Man]
[Age: 19]
[Height: 165 cm]
[Beauty: 90]
[Figure: 93]
[Privacy: 2]
[Favorability: 30 (stranger)]
All the girls had privacy values of only a few points.
But when you're out for fun, who cares? He'd done plenty of "health massages" in his past life.
Couldn't stay squeaky-clean just because he was rich, right? Screw it!
Jiang Cheng pointed at Jiang Man. "Her."
Seeing she'd been chosen, Jiang Man shot him a cautious, calculating look.
When she realized how handsome he was, she relaxed.
Her heartbeat even sped up a little.
"Good eye, Little Brother Jiang Cheng—Jiang Man's a beauty."
"Haha, thanks Big Brother Mario. I'll have a nice, long chat with her."
Most Tyrande women had wheat-colored skin, but Jiang Man was as fair and delicate as girls back home.
Beside the others she looked porcelain-white.
"Haha, bro, your Thai's fine—you can talk to the rest of them no problem. Besides, what else do they do at night besides moan?"
"You're the expert, old hand."
"All right, I'll grab two for myself. Your suite's ready; stay as long as you like—my treat."
"That's too generous, I couldn't."
"We're brothers; don't mention it."
"Then thanks, Big Brother."
Seeing Jiang Cheng accept, Mario slung an arm around him. "That's the spirit—let's go."
Soon Jiang Cheng and Jiang Man arrived at the fifth-floor suite.
Head lowered, Jiang Man fidgeted with her bathrobe, standing awkwardly before him.
Seeing her unease, Jiang Cheng patted the seat beside him. "Sit."
"Yes." She obediently settled next to him.
Without a word Jiang Cheng lifted her from the sofa and carried her into the bedroom.
An hour later Jiang Cheng sat up, poured a glass of warm water, and gulped it down.
Noticing Jiang Man swallow as she watched the glass, he poured another and handed it over.
"Thank you." She accepted it and quickly drained it.
Jiang Cheng took the cup back, set it aside, then pressed her onto the bed once more…