Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

[Congratulations, host, on your first public announcement of your family and your disregard for money by casually gifting high-value items. Your "domineering CEO" persona has increased by 2%, currently at 24%.]

"System, are you playing me? Why does it feel like my acting skill is decreasing as it increases?"

[What the host needs to know is that simply "splurging money" can only increase role-playing ability to a very limited extent. Situations that previously improved role-playing ability will no longer be triggered, and increasing role-playing ability will only become increasingly difficult in the future.]

'All right.'

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"Young Master, it's late, past three in the morning. How about we call it a night?"

Tong stared at the ring that Min Moyou had given her for over an hour.

He lost his appetite for tea and just waited for Min Moyou to remind him to refill it.

All my head is:

He must have a crush on me. He just gave me something so expensive without even asking, and he even put it on my ring finger himself...

Is it really just because the size of my ring finger is suitable for wearing this ring?

Or is there some other reason?

He must have done it on purpose!

At first, Tong was stunned by Min Moyou's grand gesture, but upon closer reflection on its deeper meaning, her heart skipped a beat.

What if he likes me?

What if he has ulterior motives towards me?

What if I refuse outright? Will I get kidnapped?

It seems like he comes from a very powerful family.

Actually, he's a pretty good person, except he's a bit too arrogant and has some minor flaws...

oops……!

Or should I give him a chance to pursue me?

However, I've heard that those powerful families are very strict with the women who marry into them. If I were to follow him, wouldn't I have to give up my ambition to find the Supreme Dragon Curse?

I've worked so hard for so many years...

I'm not reconciled...

But the days of having enough to eat and wear are right in front of me, shouldn't I try to seize them?

Dragon Yin is human too! Dragon Yin needs to eat too!

Such a comfortable lifestyle is really hard not to be tempted by!

I've heard that some high-ranking aristocratic families support imperial retainers.

I wonder if the Min family has such connections? Perhaps we could make that connection?

……

Time slipped away as Tong Wuxian lost in thought.

By the time she came to her senses, Min Moyou's teapot was empty.

Only then did she realize that she hadn't finished her pot of tea!

Can't waste it!

It's over two thousand!

So, Tong picked up the teapot, shoved the spout into her mouth, poured the tea into her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, and swallowed it all at once.

Wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his blue tracksuit, which he'd worn for who knows how many years, he finished his tea in a hurry.

It was late at night, and Tong felt it was time to rest—she rarely stayed up this late.

So he suggested to Minmoyou, "Let's call it a night?"

Min Moyou nodded, agreeing with Tong's suggestion, and got up from her seat, about to leave.

But he saw that in the middle of the night, the actors and actresses, who seemed to be from three or four troupes and about fifty people, were all looking at him with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

Their purpose was obvious, but they all behaved quite well, not taking the initiative to ask for anything, but just looking at each other eagerly.

Although tipping is a matter of courtesy and not tipping is one's right, the bad habit of tipping culture has not spread in the Kowloon area.

Tong glanced at Min Moyou, seemingly asking: "How about giving them a tip? With the activity funds you gave me? It's the middle of the night, and it's not easy for them to be performing. How about showing some support?"

Min Moyou did not express his opinion. After thinking for a while, Tong had no choice but to take two hundred from his pocket and put it on the stage.

Don't misunderstand, it was taken from the thousand yuan commission fee that Min Moyou had advanced for her; it was her own money.

She's the apple of her eye!

Ugh! How could I be so kind?!

Tsk, why does Min Moyou suddenly seem so heartless and cruel?

However, this robber mentality did not take hold in Tong's mind—no matter how much money he had, it was still his. If people didn't want to give him a reward, they didn't have to. How could he assume that just because he had money, he should give money to the opera singers?

Tong considered herself to be quite sensible.

After putting the money down, Tong returned to Min Moyou, blinked, and greeted her:

"Let's go?"

Unexpectedly, Min Moyou gave a cold snort:

"Where's the honorific? No manners!"

"Yes, yes, yes~ Shall we go? My young master~?"

"You've really embarrassed me."

"?? No? You..."

Tong was suddenly scolded and felt wronged—"What have I done to embarrass you?!"

Just as he was about to question her, he saw Min Moyou pull out a huge wad of cash from his treasure chest-like pocket. It was a really thick wad, probably tens of thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands of Jiufang coins. Tong stared in disbelief.

He...? Could it be that he's thinking of...?

The actors on and off the stage, and those standing around it, their eyes lit up—that's it! That's it! That's it! Quick! Hurry!

As they wished.

With a wave of his hand, Min Moyou flung out the nine-sided coins in his hand, scattering banknotes everywhere.

This was met with cheers, thanks, and bows.

While "splurging money" may not necessarily improve the performance, it's really fun!

Min Moyou raised an eyebrow at Tong, as if asking her: Do you know how embarrassing you are? You have to ask about such a small thing as giving a reward, and you're so stingy. Min Moyou can't afford to lose face like this!

Well, Tong has already become numb to Min Moyou's extravagant spending.

Perhaps this is what it means to be rich.

Tong was still standing there watching the banknotes fluttering in the air, but Min Moyou ignored her and walked out of the venue first.

The female actors bent down to pick up the banknotes, some even using their skills to grab the empty ones that hadn't yet fallen to the ground. Some scrambled for them and hid them, while others advocated for distribution according to work. It was quite a lively and wonderful scene.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later, when all the banknotes had fallen to the ground, that Tong suddenly realized what was happening and left the theater.

So jealous!

I wish that money was for me!

Thinking of this, Tong couldn't help but touch the ring on her hand and smiled.

We have it too. We're so afraid of being poor, what's there to be jealous of!

Hey—I have a plan!

A thought flashed in her eyes—what if… I sold this ring?

Wouldn't that be...?

Just kidding! Can something as beautiful as it be eaten?!

Tong looked down at the sparkling ring, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. Greed and cunning flashed in her eyes!

Then, without looking where she was going, she bumped into Min Moyou, who was waiting for her outside the theater while getting some fresh air.

"Oops... I'm sorry~"

Min Moyou saw Tong's undisguised greed.

I immediately guessed what she was thinking.

So he made a sound and knocked:

"If you dare to sell the things that our Min clan gave away, you are slapping the Min clan in the face."

"If anyone dares to slap the face of the Min family, they should be prepared to fight to the death with a powerful family that has developed for five hundred years."

"You're very brave!"

Min Moyou pulled at Tong's soft little face, her tone very serious, as if she were truly protecting the family's reputation.

"Huh...? What are you talking about? How could I sell it? You gave it to me! I cherish it so much. You're overthinking it, aren't you?"

Tong feigned ignorance, avoiding Min Moyou's gaze, and quickly changed the subject:

"By the way, young master, do you have a place to stay in Nakaura Ward?"

Which is the most expensive hotel here?

Okay, Tong understood immediately.

"There is a hotel called 'Kowloon Residence,' which is a chain of top-tier hotels throughout Kowloon. What do you think?"

"lead the way."

"Got it!"

.........

"Book a 'Dragon King Suite'."

"Yes, sir. Our 'Dragon King Suite' at Kowloon Residence is charged by the hour, at 999 Kowloon Coins per hour. May I ask if you would like to inquire..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir, our last 'Dragon King Suite' has just been booked. Would you like to consider other room types?"

"Our 'Kowloon Residence' intimate 'Sweetheart' suite is only 5999 per night. It's fully equipped with all kinds of amenities and has a great atmosphere. Everything will be completely replaced during the check-out cleaning, which will definitely bring you, a gentleman with your girlfriend, a unique experience..."

Min Moyou: 'Your Nine Dragons Residence isn't exactly respectable either...?'

Tong: Do we look good together? How come we're mistaken for a couple? He's dressed so nicely, and I'm so poor. Do you think I'm good enough for him?!

The pairing of Min Moyou and Tong resembles a sassy young woman who frequents bars and seduces men, taking advantage of a wealthy young master who rarely goes to a bar to relax.

"What if I insist on staying in the 'Dragon King Suite'?"

"I'm sorry, sir, we really don't have this room type available..."

Min Moyou took out a handful of Jiufang coins worth over 100,000 yuan and placed them on the front desk.

"now what?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't have that authority. The only remaining 'Dragon King Suite' in our establishment has already been booked. It's really unfortunate, and I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause..."

Min Moyou then pulled out a thick wad of Jiufang coins, worth over ten thousand yuan, and placed it on the front desk.

"now what?"

"I'm sorry, sir, please don't make things difficult for me. The 'Dragon King Suite' was booked by a lady from another district. 'Kowloon Residence' will arrange airport pickup and check-in tomorrow morning. The lady is probably on the plane right now, and it's not convenient for us to contact her to coordinate..."

Min Moyou pulled out a stack of over 100,000 Jiufang coins, and instead of leaving them at the front desk, he slapped them directly onto the receptionist's chest.

This young lady is quite young, I mean, quite young.

The sound of the nine-sided coin striking her chest was crisp and clear, striking straight to the heart.

The receptionist was startled and exclaimed:

"Sir, please...please...don't do this..."

Min Moyou handed over another stack of nine-sided coins, not knowing how many there were, and slapped them away.

As a major player in the Kowloon Street hotel industry, Kowloon Residence boasts a very attractive front desk receptionist.

"Can it be done?"

“Sir… we have CCTV cameras at the front desk of Kowloon House, I might lose my job…”

Min Moyou pulled out another thick stack of nine-sided coins and, in the same spot, slapped them down.

"Still can't do it?"

"Sir, if you do this, it will put people in a very difficult position."

Min Moyou didn't waste any words. He threw three stacks of nine-square coins, each worth tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, onto the receptionist's chest.

The receptionist at HiSilk was so frightened that her eyes turned languid and her face flushed...

"Still having trouble?"

"No...no, sir, that's alright."

"We just conducted a routine inspection of Suite No. 9, the 'Dragon King Suite,' and discovered some safety hazards."

"For the safety of our guests and to protect the reputation of Kowloon Residence, we have no choice but to cancel the reservation for that suite. I have sent a message to the lady to express our sincerest apologies and to refund the deposit and penalty."

"Oh! Sir, you are so lucky! The safety issues with that 'Dragon King Suite' have been resolved, and there happens to be a Dragon King Suite available. Would you like to stay there?"

Tong: Is this what they call a wicked rich person? He just gave her almost a million?! ?? Suddenly I feel so worthless…

What a strange competitive mentality!

"very good."

Min Moyou patted the hundreds of thousands of Nine Square Coins that had been piled up on the front desk.

"Please submit these first, and let me know when you run out so I can refill them."

"Okay sir~ Now I'll check you in. Room number 909. Here's your room key, please keep it safe~"

Min Moyou took the room key, and the receptionist processed Min Moyou's payment. She was very professional and didn't rush to pick up the nearly one million Jiufang coins that belonged to her on the ground.

Upon receiving the room key, Min Moyou suddenly noticed a small piece of paper underneath it, with a string of numbers on it.

"Oh?"

Min Moyou looked at the receptionist with a half-smile, her mischievous gaze seemingly encouraging her to offer an explanation.

The office lady nervously gripped the hem of her skirt, her fingertips nervously sliding along the tight stockings covering her thighs. Her face flushed, she looked shy and inexperienced, and with her head down, she spoke hesitantly:

"Sir, if your female companion is unable to satisfy you, then... then I think I can also... provide you with some... services..."

Hitomi: I've gone from girlfriend to date again?! 6! What do you mean I can't satisfy him?! That sounds so weird...

The young receptionist's voice grew weaker and weaker, as if she was ashamed to speak, but some mysterious force compelled her to say it.

"Okay, if there's a chance."

Min Moyou's temper had been ignited since the teahouse and theater that night, and he really wasn't sure if he would...

cool.

This is what a domineering CEO should be like!

[Congratulations, host, for using despicable means to forcibly seize someone else's booked room, and forcibly crossing the bottom line of a working person's responsibilities. Your "domineering CEO" persona has increased by 2%, current persona: 26%.]

[Reward Obtained: Fictional Ancient Dragon Realm? A Secluded Paradise.]

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"Why are you calling me so late, Xiao Hong?"

"Boss, let me tell you, there's a big order coming in tonight, he..."

"Oh? That's rare. So, did you manage to turn him into a 'client'?"

"No... Boss, please let me explain, I really tried my best this time..."

"I remember you saying you didn't like people staring at you and trying to touch you inappropriately, which is why I transferred you to the night shift. What's wrong with you today?"

"He...he's rich, young...and handsome...just...just..."

"Oh, but after working under me for so long, your 'performance' is still zero. You know that's not right, is it?"

"Boss! I want to try again! Even if it's just for 'getting to know'... I want to find someone I like."

"Alright~ You sound like a high-quality 'client.' If you can't handle it, then I'll handle the contact myself~"

"Thank you, Boss Zui!"

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