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

"Mr. Gu, would you like to order drinks first or shall I bring up the ones you stored from last time?"

The boss card's minimum spend was twelve thousand eight hundred, which Gu Heng knew when he messaged Jiajun to reserve the card. He immediately said, "First bring up the drinks I stored previously, then just top it up with enough to meet the minimum spend."

Gu Heng was just here to have some fun this time; he didn't have any strong desire to show off.

Having bought drinks worth over three hundred thousand last time and barely drunk any, there was no need to continue buying. Moreover, putting on the same show twice in a row wasn't very appealing.

Jiajun, though slightly disappointed, could still understand. Even the coolest big shots have spending cooldowns, right? There are big shots who drop hundreds of thousands each visit, but ninety-nine out of a hundred are night club shills, and the last is a thoughtless, newly-rich boaster...

The real big shots who come out to play usually behave like Gu Heng; they'll lavish spending without blinking when needed. But when it's not necessary, they won't spend a single undeserved penny.

"Alright, Mr. Gu, please wait a moment while I arrange that for you."

With that said, Jiajun efficiently made the arrangements for Gu Heng.

Meanwhile, Gu Heng lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, playing with his phone...

He had initially thought about asking Jiajun to arrange some company for him, but then decided not to.

The girls Jiajun could arrange were merely part-time hostesses from the nightclub scene, no different from Yu Han, with quality hard to match Yu Han's level...

His previous experience here had taught him that once the place heated up, there would be no shortage of girls eager to strike up a conversation and sponge off his booth.

Instead of dealing with a bunch of hostesses, he might as well quietly wait for the ladies to come to him like opening blind boxes...

If he opened one of good quality, he'd consider himself lucky.

If of poor quality...

He'd simply have Jiajun send her away...

...

About a few minutes later, another long procession of servers, like a winding dragon carrying colorful lights, headed toward Booth 03, immediately drawing a slew of gazes...

The DJ on stage, having received the message through his headset, yelled with passionate fervor, "Let's welcome Mr. Gu from Booth 03 to FT, wishing him an exuberant and thrilling night!"

At that moment, many eyes were

Normally, retrieving stored drinks didn't involve such fanciful fanfare...

This was essentially a gift from Jiajun within his greatest authority, also an investment...

Playing to Gu Heng's preferences like this, as long as Gu Heng remembered any of Jiajun's kindness, the benefits were guaranteed...

"Mr. Gu, your stored drinks are here. Additionally, I've added a few cases of fruit beer for you and fetched a bottle of Golden Edition Ace of Spades, with the rest made up of various other beverages to round it off."

Gu Heng didn't even glance at the drink list Jiajun handed him, simply scanned the payment code and paid the twelve thousand eight hundred.

It wasn't that he trusted Jiajun so much...

It was just that spending twelve thousand eight hundred was merely to meet the booth's minimum spending requirement...

A bottle of Golden Edition Ace of Spades was priced at eight thousand eight hundred here, leaving little room for Jiajun to skim much off even if he wanted to.

But to Jiajun, that gesture was pretty much trust cemented...

Being trusted in such a way meant his investment was not in vain, somewhat touching him. He promptly said, "Mr. Gu, it looks a bit lonely for you sitting here by yourself. How about I fetch some ladies to make things more lively?"

Gu Heng shook his head.

"Let's just keep it this way; the ones you fetch are just hostesses. If I really wanted to play, I'd rather go to Business KTV. Just don't stop anyone if they come up to tag along. I'm heading to the dance floor first."

Hearing Gu Heng's words, Jiajun could only awkwardly smile, "Alright, Mr. Gu, enjoy yourself, I'll keep an eye out here for you."

Seeing Gu Heng walk away, Jiajun hurriedly snapped a photo of the Ace of Spades and Louis XIII on the booth and sent it to the marketing group.

The usually rather quiet marketing group instantly became abuzz.

"???"

"What the heck, did you open another Big Three Yuan set? Are you even human? Please stop making money; it hurts more to see you earn than my losses!"

"It can't be, can it? I didn't see a massive group message about someone opening the Big Three Yuan."

Jiajun had no time for jokes as he rapidly typed on the screen.

"Booth 03, anyone know a beautiful girl currently in the club, hurry get her here. I don't need to mention much about the booth owner's capabilities; he's the one who ordered our FT's first grand slam set. A guy who'd pay a booth's minimum spend of over ten thousand without even blinking. But let's make it clear first!

It must be regular customers, don't send those hostesses over; it puts me in an uncomfortable position if I have to shoo them away.

Old rules, if tonight results in extra beverage commissions, the introducer gets a direct three-way split of my cut!"

"Received!"

"Contact them immediately."

The purpose of creating this marketing group was for resource sharing...

After all, every alcohol marketer knew some beautiful female customers.

These beauties often went out to play with the goal of meeting some rich second generations.

But the wealthy were always the minority... not easy to encounter...

And these marketers took this opportunity to start resource integration...

The beauties could successfully cling to the wealthy...

The wealthy could have fun in the club, and once happy, they would spend money...

After spending, the marketers would get a commission...

A situation happily beneficial for everyone...

...

The marketers in the group were quick to act, and it only took a few minutes to spread the word, and people began rushing to Boss03's card table...

Before long, over ten girls had gathered around the booth...

Thin or plump, each with a distinct style...

But each one of them had that slutty air...

That was normal, since they'd chosen to fish for sugar daddies in a nightclub. Could you really expect them to be from decent homes?

Jiajun watched these girls continuously head his way but wasn't thrilled at all. He picked a few who were somewhat decent to sit at the booth, and as for the rest, he apologized over drinks...

After sending off the last hopeless case, Jiajun flared up in the group.

"Are you kidding me? These are the beauties you talked about?"

Jiajun's message popped up in the group, and someone immediately replied, "These aren't beauties to you? Do you expect us to find a celebrity to accompany you at the table?"

"Bro, let's be real, you could scrape half a pound of greasepaint off their faces. They'd be unrecognizable without makeup, and you're pushing them to me?

These might pass for those greasy old business owners who aren't picky, but think about it. The owner of this booth is a young man in his twenties, a young man who doesn't see a few hundred thousand as big money. Do you think he hasn't seen real beauties?"

This long message reflected Jiajun's feelings at that moment...

Just then, a photo suddenly appeared in the group.

"I have three girls who just came from another club. This is one of their photos; the others are of similar quality. If it works for you, I'll send them over."

Looking at the photos, Jiajun quickly typed: "Are these their real photos?"

"Nonsense, you think I'd deceive you?"

"Hurry up and send them over."

Though they had the typical internet-celebrity faces, their features were still pretty good...

Mainly, their figures were very appealing, which most people would probably find hard to resist...

And he was bringing these girls over just to entertain Gu Heng, not to find Gu Heng a wife. Close enough was good enough...

Jiajun valued that these girls knew how to party and stir up fun...

A minute later, the marketer's message appeared again in the chat.

"OK, I've already asked them to come over. They'll be here in at most ten minutes.

But let me make it clear beforehand, they are my clients. Every month, they contribute tens of thousands to my performance. They are purely coming out to have fun, so be careful not to offend them."

"Sure, rest assured!

If there's any problem, I'll compensate you for any losses, okay?"

"Fine, just remember your words."

Right now, Jiajun was just focused on making Gu Heng a regular client of his.

He had really put a lot of effort into it today...

That's the advantage of the wealthy: they don't need to worry about handling the girls themselves when they go out...