A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

Seeing Jiang Ye's stunned expression, Ye Cheng laughed even harder, leaned closer, and seductively licked her lips:

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head? You've got your eye on me? Fine, I'll give you a chance. 50 a month, and I'll be with you."

Jiang Ye was so angry he laughed.

50? What does that even mean?

500000/600=833.33!

I got to play happily with Lily 833 times! And I even got change!

"hehe!"

He gave an exaggerated, cold laugh. "Miss Ye, forgive my bluntness, but your quote is a bit out of touch with market rates. Yesterday, I saw a really pretty girl in a white down jacket near your school gate, and she only made 5 a month! How dare you ask for 50?"

Ye Cheng paused for a moment upon hearing this, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds before asking uncertainly, "Was she wearing a gray scarf? She's quite tall and has a good presence?"

Jiang Ye nodded vigorously: "Yes! It's her! Extremely beautiful! And she has great presence!"

"Her... well, even though I'm short of money, I certainly wouldn't sell myself for it."

Ye Cheng shook her head and smiled, picked up her orange juice and took a sip: "What, you really want to spend 50 a month to woo me?"

Jiang Ye snorted and was about to blurt out "Fuck your sister" when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, like a bolt of lightning illuminating the darkness!

Yup!

The layout is small!

I was only thinking about how to get cashback, why didn't I think of this aspect?

If you want a girl to spend a lot of money on you, you first need to make sure she has money herself!

if......

If you really spend 500,000 to "buy" her, and then find a way to get her to willingly spend 100,000 on you every month, then the cashback would be one million!

After deducting the 50 yuan given to her, we can still make a net profit of 50 yuan!

Isn't this the legendary leverage principle?!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and his expression changed from "Are you sick?" to "Let me think about it."

He picked up his chopsticks and rummaged around in the pot, then said in a pretentious tone:

"It's probably hopeless this month, funds are a bit tight. But... if you perform well next month, it's not impossible to give it a try."

"Watch my performance?"

This time it was Ye Cheng's turn to be stunned. She blinked, not quite understanding the logic behind those words: "What do you mean? You want to get something for nothing? For free?"

"What I mean is, you want me to try it out... oh no, observe it for a month."

Jiang Ye waved his hand, giving him a "you're too narrow-minded" look: "Let's see if we get along. As long as the feeling is right and our personalities match, I'll give you a million a month, let alone 500,000!"

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, and didn't seem to be joking, Ye Cheng immediately looked him up and down carefully again:

"Dude, you haven't even been drinking, so why are you talking nonsense? Your BMW is rented, do you think you can pay me 50 a month? 100 million? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Jiang Ye tapped the table impatiently with his knuckles: "The car was just a temporary arrangement, it doesn't represent the actual ability. When real money is thrown at you, you'll be all right... well, just wait and see."

Ye Cheng clicked her tongue, her curiosity and competitive spirit piqued by his confident attitude. She picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks and said with a half-smile:

"Fine, then I'll be waiting for you to shower me with money. If you slap 50 yuan in cash in front of me, let alone 5, I'll respect you as a true man."

She paused, her eyes darting around, before switching to a "thinking of you" expression:

"However, considering your 'potential,' how about I give you some motivation first? Like a discount or something?"

"Hmm... 30! If you can give me 30 a month, I'll officially be your girlfriend! If you can keep it up for three years, I'll grit my teeth and go get our marriage certificate! How about that, feeling motivated? Go for it, young man!"

Jiang Ye inwardly curled his lip.

See, that's women for you—very realistic.

Realizing that brute force might not work, they immediately started making grand promises, offering three guarantees even if there were none.

If you're not careful, your status as a "potential sugar daddy" could turn into a "long-term meal ticket" and "marriage candidate," instantly shifting from buyer to backup option.

"The 30 you mentioned..."

He chuckled, deciding to seize the initiative: "Is it the kind of 'one-on-one,' where it can only be you?"

"Otherwise what? What else do you want?"

"Oh, I understand. How about this, you don't need to offer a discount, I'll raise the price for you, I'll give you 100 million a month."

Ye Cheng: "..."

She paused for two seconds, then laughed in exasperation, picked up a peanut and tossed it at him:

"Why the hell don't you just give me a hundred million a month?! I'll play along for a bit, but you're actually fantasizing? If you could really give me a million a month, I'd go all in! Third or fourth row, it doesn't matter! I'll even help you push!"

Jiang Ye grinned, mentally snapping his fingers.

See, by slightly changing your perspective, the active and passive relationship instantly reverses!

To be honest, there's really no difference between 50 and 100 million to him. If he can get 50, then getting 100 million is just a matter of time.

He sat up straight, his gaze fixed intently on Ye Cheng: "You said it! A gentleman's word is his bond!"

Ye Cheng, already angry, was also provoked and glared at him, saying, "Yes! I said it! What's done is done!"

Jiang Ye extended his right little finger and solemnly presented it to her: "Pinky promise."

Ye Cheng chuckled and extended her little finger, her face showing a look of utter disbelief.

"Look at you, so childish! Hurry up and find a job, stop daydreaming all day... Come on, pinky swear..."

She hooked her pinky finger around Jiang Ye's, shook it, then stopped, glaring at him: "Say something! Does a pinky promise without saying your lines count?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

Who the hell is being childish?!

He was exasperated and could only repeat after him, "Pinky promise, one million is a promise!"

Ye Cheng finally released his grip with satisfaction, letting out a heavy snort: "That's more like it! Remember, one million! Not a penny less!"

After making a pinky promise, the two finally ended this negotiation, which was full of probing, tricks, and verbal sparring, and continued to focus on finishing the hot pot in front of them.

However, the atmosphere seemed to have subtly changed, with less of the initial unfamiliarity and tentativeness, and more... an indescribable sense of familiarity and an absurd feeling of "contract".

It was already late at night when we finished eating hot pot.

Jiang Ye drove Ye Cheng back to Tai'an Building again.

Once downstairs, Ye Cheng got out of the car, waved, and said, "Thanks, buddy. We've had dinner and chatted enough. I'm going up now."

Jiang Ye watched her turn and leave, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and withdrew all 2240 from his system account.

"Ye Cheng, wait a minute." He pushed open the car door and quickly walked a few steps to catch up with her.

Ye Cheng, who was about to go upstairs, stopped and turned back in confusion: "What? Is there something else?"

Jiang Ye waved his phone: "I sent you a red envelope."

Ye Cheng tilted her head, took out her phone, opened WeChat, and was slightly surprised to see the transfer she had just received:

"2000? Jiang Ye, why are you giving me so much money?"

"How much?"

Jiang Ye's lips curled into a smile. He turned around gracefully, waving his hand behind his back, "This is just the beginning. Now it's up to you to show what you've got."

After saying that, he walked back to the BMW, preparing to leave behind a mysterious silhouette.

However, he had barely taken a step when he heard Ye Cheng mutter something behind him, her tone somewhat complicated:

"Alright... um... then consider this money as an advance payment from that million. I'll save it for you, and we'll talk about it again once you've raised enough!"

Jiang Ye: "..."

He suddenly stopped walking, almost twisting his ankle.

No, big sister!

Stop hoarding your money! I want to save it in the bank, okay? Do you need to help me save it?

Lao Tzu has made it all so obvious: let's see how you behave!

Jiang Ye turned around abruptly, quickly walked back to Ye Cheng, and waved his hands repeatedly with a solemn expression:

"No, no, no! Please don't! Ye Cheng, I appreciate your kindness! But please don't save this money! This money is for you to spend! Take it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a system warning sounded in his mind:

[Ding! The system has detected explicit consumer guidance behavior, suspected of disguised solicitation. One warning issued! Repeat offenses may result in the cancellation of cashback or even system penalties!]

Jiang Ye's next words caught in his throat.

Looking at Ye Cheng's suspicious gaze, he quickly thought of several ways to successfully achieve the cashback, but then rejected them one by one.

It must be able to be understood by the other party, so they know what to do, without triggering system warnings...

this......

Jiang Ye hesitated for a long time, then finally sighed speechlessly, his gaze falling on the other person's feet clad in cotton boots:

"Uh... well... my feet... think of something, don't let them get frostbite... Okay. I'm off."

"..."

Ye Cheng looked at the man who turned and fled in panic, then looked down at her feet, which were wrapped up tightly. She rolled her eyes and said, "What a lunatic!" before turning around and running into the building.