Tycoon: From Rags to Riches

Chapter 113: Chapter 111: White Moonlight, Cinnabar Mole, Lingering Regret

In the center of the suite sat a sectional sofa.

Wang Yan and Gu Heng were seated in the middle, surrounded by a flock of beautiful, chattering women.

Every single girl who was qualified to step into the suite tonight, without exception, was the cream of the crop from various airlines. Their looks were at least an 8 out of 10, with many even bordering on a 9.

Pluck any one of them out, and in the eyes of an ordinary person, she would be a great beauty. With a crook of her finger, she could wrap countless men around it, turning them into devoted lapdogs or walking ATMs.

Many men might spend vast amounts of effort and money on them, only to never even get to touch their hand.

However, these very same girls, who appeared "slow to warm up" to ordinary men, were each trying to outdo the other in their forwardness tonight. Every so often, they would take their assets, big or small, and proactively brush up against Gu Heng.

They had all come through special channels, so naturally, they all knew what kind of party this was.

One was the Crown Prince of Junyao Group, the other an independent director of Ruyi Airlines. Both were A10 Wealth Level, ultra-eligible bachelors.

For the vast majority of them, an opportunity like this might never come again in their lifetime. So they cherished it, hoping to catch the eye of the two men.

"Brother, let’s start with a couple of drinks."

"The night is young. We’re not leaving till we’re drunk."

Wang Yan raised his glass and said to Gu Heng in a booming voice.

"Brother Yan, thanks for your hospitality!"

Gu Heng raised his glass and clinked it against Wang Yan’s. The ice-cold liquid went down his throat, but it only made his heart burn hotter.

As the two men raised their glasses to drink, the surrounding girls tactfully followed suit.

Hmm...

They could all handle cold drinks.

"Brother, think of today as just a warm-up."

"Wait for me to make some arrangements tomorrow. I’ll get you some influencers to have fun with."

As Wang Yan spoke, he picked up his phone from the table, opened his TikTok favorites, and handed it to Gu Heng. "Brother, just look through these influencers in my favorites. Tell me who you like, and I guarantee I’ll have her here in front of you tomorrow."

Gu Heng took the phone from Wang Yan. As his eyes swept over the screen, his brows rose slightly, and his expression turned a little peculiar.

"Brother Yan, is there a story behind the names of these collections?"

Gu Heng asked Wang Yan.

"Of course there is."

Wang Yan gave a mischievous chuckle, pointed to the top collection named "White Moonlight," and said concisely, "These are the ones I haven’t slept with."

Then, he pointed to the second collection, "Cinnabar Mole." "These are the ones I haven’t had enough of."

"As for this last group, ’Lingering Regrets’..."

Wang Yan coughed lightly, leaned closer to Gu Heng, and whispered, "These are the ones where I didn’t perform well."

Gu Heng: "???"

At that moment, after hearing Wang Yan’s explanation, Gu Heng was truly dumbfounded.

’So "White Moonlight," "Cinnabar Mole," and "Lingering Regrets" could be interpreted this way.’

Filled with curiosity, Gu Heng clicked into each of the three collections and found that the numbers were quite significant. There were even dozens of influencers with over a million followers.

"So? What do you think?"

"Just like the video of anyone you fancy. However many you pick, I’ll call them all over for you."

After leaving the Rong Mansion Banquet and being away from his parents, Wang Yan had clearly loosened up a lot, and his true character was gradually revealing itself.

Unrestrained and hedonistic, carefree and wild.

The classic style of a playboy.

"Brother Yan, I followed you on TikTok."

"Let’s keep drinking for now. When things quiet down, I’ll DM you who I like."

Gu Heng opened his TikTok account, followed Wang Yan, and then handed the phone back. He didn’t actually start scrolling through the list right away, putting on a reserved and composed front.

With his current Wealth and status, scrolling through TikTok was no different from an emperor choosing concubines. If he liked someone, he could just unleash a devastating financial assault. It was basically an instant KO for anyone he targeted; the "damage" was off the charts.

Influencers?

In Gu Heng’s eyes, the filter was completely gone.

An ordinary man’s dream, a rich man’s plaything.

Fans on the outside, furiously liking their posts.

A Brother Fu on the inside, furiously breaking a sweat.

Huh?

’Did I just make that rhyme?’

’Who said single rhymes don’t count? SKRRT~’

Surrounded by the chattering beauties, Gu Heng and Wang Yan drank and toasted merrily.

Jiang Ruan, meanwhile, was sitting alone at the bar, silently sipping a cocktail, looking completely out of place amid the lively atmosphere.

"Jiang Ruan?"

"I never thought we’d run into each other here."

A familiar voice came from her side. Jiang Ruan didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was.

"I certainly didn’t expect it either."

Jiang Ruan looked at Han Yijia, her expression growing a bit complicated.

"From the looks of it, you’re not in sales anymore, are you?"

Han Yijia ordered a cocktail from the bartender and sat down next to Jiang Ruan. "Are you Chairman Gu’s assistant now? Or his..."

"Lover?"

As she spoke that last word, a playful smirk touched Han Yijia’s lips.

When she had first seen Jiang Ruan appear behind Gu Heng, she had truly been a bit flustered. It was the same feeling those "unfortunate" girls working part-time at high-end clubs get when they suddenly run into an old classmate.

However, when she saw that Gu Heng paid no mind to Jiang Ruan’s feelings, letting her sit and drink alone without a second thought, she quickly regained her composure.

’It seemed...’

’To the young and handsome Chairman Gu, Jiang Ruan was apparently an insignificant figure.’

Realizing this, Han Yijia’s confidence immediately returned.

’We’re both in the same disgraceful position. Who’s really better than the other?’

"Don’t you have a boyfriend?"

"Does your boyfriend know you’re at this kind of party?"

Her status laid bare by Han Yijia’s words, as if a fig leaf had been ripped away, Jiang Ruan’s expression turned cold. She didn’t answer Han Yijia’s question, retorting with one of her own.

"So what if I have a boyfriend?"

"Even if he is my boyfriend, he can’t interfere with my regular social life."

Han Yijia was still smiling. "Besides, if he really loves me, he shouldn’t stop me from pursuing a better life, right?"

Hearing Han Yijia’s outrageous statement, Jiang Ruan was utterly speechless.

"Ruan Ruan, we were classmates, after all."

"Share some details with me. What does Chairman Gu like?"

Han Yijia leaned closer to Jiang Ruan. "Instead of letting some other girl get lucky tonight, why not help out an old classmate? If it works out, I won’t forget you, sis."

If Han Yijia’s attitude toward Gu Heng had been "wait and see" before spotting Jiang Ruan, then after seeing her, it had become one of absolute determination.

Years ago—

Jiang Ruan had "stolen" her man, making her a laughingstock.

Today, she was going to "steal" from Jiang Ruan in return.

Setting aside Gu Heng’s status, which was reason enough, she would do it just to spite Jiang Ruan and get revenge for what happened back then.

"Heh..."

"I’d advise you not to waste your energy."

"Gu Heng has very high standards. He’s not interested in plastic-surgery faces like yours."

Jiang Ruan sneered, her attitude appearing quite forceful.

But despite her outward attitude, a sense of urgency inexplicably rose within her.

’If Han Yijia actually succeeds...’

The thought of having to share a man with the person she hated most was pure torture for Jiang Ruan.

’Gu Heng could be with anyone—anyone but Han Yijia.’

"Jiang Ruan, you’re always so confident."

"You know something?"

"That’s what I hate most about you."

Jiang Ruan had hit a nerve. Han Yijia’s expression changed, and she could no longer maintain the smile on her face.

She had originally thought that after her cosmetic procedures and tweaks, her looks would be enough to surpass Jiang Ruan’s.

But today, seeing Jiang Ruan again, a sudden sense of powerlessness washed over her.

Jiang Ruan was still as breathtakingly beautiful as ever.

Even though all the girls here today were the cream of the crop from their respective airlines, Jiang Ruan still managed to outshine them all. Even the dim lighting could hardly conceal her beauty.

"Jiang Ruan, you are indeed very beautiful, but you don’t understand men."

Han Yijia stood up from her chair. "We’ll see what happens tonight."

With that, Han Yijia said no more to Jiang Ruan and walked toward the sectional sofa in the center of the suite.

...

In the distance, Gu Heng, who was lightly sipping his drink, slowly looked away.

A moment later, he watched Han Yijia quietly blend into the group of women. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes held a profound, inscrutable look...

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