Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 252 - 188. Big Wind Blows_2

He was only eighteen.

Whether it was driving or telling jokes, everyone drank freely and spoke without any reservations about Lu Jincheng.

The bizarre dinner went on like this; if there were no words, everyone drowned in alcohol.

"Mr. Lu, I heard surfing online that there is a saying now in the industry which goes, ’For every thousand live stream beauties, Golden Stone Media has half of them.’ What do you think?" Yang Wenjing asked.

"That’s an understatement," he replied.

Surrounded by beauties, Lu Jincheng even felt like he was in a past life flanked by orioles and swallows, and his speech became somewhat unrestrained.

He raised his eyebrows with a smile that was full of youthful exuberance.

"It’s actually the recognition from the outside of the abundant talents we have. When it comes to beauty, I think it may come from my nearly harsh bottom-line control. Otherwise, managing a myriad of affairs each day, when would I have the time to interview you girls?"

"Hahaha, that’s Mr. Lu for you~"

"Mr. Lu is awesome."

"By the way, Mr. Lu, you are so generous to Sister Miao Miao, even gifting a Porsche just like that. Do we have a chance too?"

Amidst the clinking of glasses, people kept getting up to toast Lu Jincheng, and the distance between everyone grew increasingly close.

The establishment was huge; although it wasn’t a nightclub, the noise was hardly different.

Alcohol is indeed a magical thing.

Despite each girl at the table harboring her own thoughts, after drinking, they could all laugh and joke with the boss.

"What’s a car? My greater interest is in the management itself and running Golden Stone Media. The original intention is to lead everyone to earn money while providing you with a platform to showcase yourselves, to play a greater social value."

"Understand? If you don’t, sister here will translate for you. Mr. Lu means that as long as you perform well, this~ can be possible!"

Mou Keyan temporarily took on the role of translator, sitting beside him with a smile, careful that her sisters didn’t misconstrue the meaning or fail to pick up on the implied message.

"Wow! Thank you, Mr. Lu! We’ll work even harder!"

Ji Shu’s lazy, bright eyes sparked with color, her cheeks flushed rosy, and a touch of sensuality was accessible just from her expression.

"Let’s all aim to be like Miao Miao then. What else can we say?"

Yang Wenjing pulled up her sleeve, tying her hair up, and stuck out her tongue, her tone carrying a somewhat profound implication.

"How to aim? Like, moving to another place to continue?"

As the meal wrapped up with only leftovers on the table and everyone was well-fed and watered, Lu Jincheng inserted a timely comment.

"Sure! Let’s go!"

No one objected.

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The second venue was a luxurious private room in a KTV.

It wasn’t until these newbies stood up that Lu Jincheng had the chance to carefully assess their attire, which was indeed unique to each.

Yang Wenjing, who came from a sports background, literally had a Victoria’s Secret figure, with a face that topped round faces, typically dressed in leggings that drew attention to the lower body, and wore a long hoodie that covered half her buttocks.

Walking was even more exaggerated.

The eyes of passersby were all on the half-exposed buttocks, its round contours very evident, its slight tremors with every step, its gentle sways with every movement of her hips, the hoodie’s hem swinging up and down—all of these amped up her allure.

On the other hand, Liu Yutong wore a petal collar+puff sleeve shirt paired with a mid-length denim skirt, white socks and black shoes, showing a small portion of her shins, with makeup down to the eyelashes—a textbook example of dressing.

Yu Qingyue was dressed in a light blue satin body-hugging tube dress with no extra patching or patterns, just one perfectly fitted cutting line to accentuate her enviable figure.

A V-neckline revealed a sexy patch of skin.

On a girl of similar height, about 170 cm, this outfit would have looked ethereal, but on Yu Qingyue, it just added a lot more carnal desire.

As for Ji Shu, she wore a loose, waist-revealing light beige chunky knit sweater matched with jeans in the same color scheme. Compared to the others, she didn’t stand out.

But that was her unique charm.

Even in ordinary clothes and a pair of unremarkable canvas shoes, just the hint of a red string around her ankle could evoke an irresistible feeling.

Under the slightly dim and somewhat suggestive lighting, Mr. Lu had to admit.

With the quality of the few in front of him, that saying about Golden Stone Media having half wasn’t an exaggeration.

Once seated in the private room, it took Mr. Lu just two minutes to gauge the relaxed states of the attendees, and he quickly formed his own judgments.

Like Liu Yutong with her Dice Cup, who could not only shake it empty without dropping any dice but could even roll the dice to stand upright.

Or like Ji Shu, who lit a cigarette as soon as she sat down, her lazy eyes seemed full of depth and stories.

Amidst the swirling smoke, she pinched a cherry tomato between her fingertips and dropped it into her drink.

Damn!

Mr. Lu almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud when he saw this scene.

He was all too familiar with that move.

God dammit, are they all nightclub pros?

But when he thought about it, it didn’t seem strange at all that pretty girls who dared to be pioneers in the live broadcasting industry and stood out at school, could hardly be thought of as innocent little flowers.

What’s more, who were Liu Yutong and Ji Shu?

One from Jiangcheng Music College, and the other even the face of a vocational college; it would be weird if they didn’t have a few stories and experiences.

However, Mr. Lu didn’t care.

His anchors were nothing more than tools for him to make money with, to be promoted and, even more so, to be coached.

Foxes of a thousand years, goblins of ten thousand, when playing a ghost story in front of me, they all get slashed by my knife.

Seeing how these two were as comfortable as fish in water, Lu Jincheng had his guess figured out and pulled over a stool to sit down, smiling as he spoke.

"Playing with dice is no fun, why not play a round of a game?"

Just then, Yu Qingyue and the others, having been totally defeated by Liu Yutong, unable to win even a single round, hurriedly put the Dice Cup aside and nodded vigorously.

"Sure, sure, what game?"

"Big Wind Blows, do you know how to play?"

Mr. Lu threw out a traditional game.

The rule was that the person mentioned by the questioner who met the criteria had to get up and change seats; the last one without a seat had to pay a fine and also pose the next question.

Not everyone present had played before, but the rules were simple enough to understand at first hearing.

But the most shameless part about such traditional games was...

The scale, the scale could never be uniform.

Some played big, some were little innocent flowers.

The first question was kicked off by Mr. Lu himself.

He took the lead and set the pace, leaving some of the girls present dumbfounded.

"Big Wind Blows, blow~ the people who have had sex in the past month!"

Instantly, the scene turned into chaos. Only Yu Qingyue remained seated, stunned as she watched Lu Jincheng, Mou Keyan, Ji Shu, and even Yang Wenjing all jump up to fight for seats. freёnovelkiss-com

She was really taken aback.

What, all of you have?

Yu Qingyue’s astonishment was more than just slight.

The second question quickly followed, with Liu Yutong continuing boldly.

"Big Wind Blows, blow, blow, blow towards those who have slept with a teacher."

This question seemed extremely niche, and fewer stood up than before.

Besides one girl, even Lu Jincheng stood up.

Yu Qingyue couldn’t help but intensely imagine, not quite understanding.

Mou Keyan too broadened her horizons, a smile that wasn’t quite a smile on her face as she looked towards the boss, her sparkling eyes filled with curiosity.

Then the third question.

"Big Wind Blows, blow the people who have DIY-ed with toys in the past week!"

A bunch stood up again. Yu Qingyue hesitated for a moment, her mind froze, and she decisively stood up.

In her head was a lingering question: could hands be considered a toy?

Do I... do I qualify?

If not, she shouldn’t have stood up, but if yes, she got up but then forgot to fight for a chair.

During her hesitation, everyone else found their seats.

Leaving her to lose the round.

The person beside her patted her shoulder as a reminder, "You have to send a red packet of two hundred yuan to the group."

Mou Keyan laughed and said from behind, "It’s fine, I’ll send it for her; you all continue."

"Big Wind Blows, Big Wind Blows... blow towards those wearing light-colored clothes."

Yu Qingyue found it difficult, not daring to hold up everyone’s time, so she hurriedly thought of a question.

For a time there was a lot of hissing and booing, Ji Shu’s gaze drifting to the side.

"Can it get any more boring?"

Several people begrudgingly got to their feet, changed seats, and the game swiftly moved past this round.

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