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

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Ye stood in front of a pool table, his lips twitching, watching Ye Cheng skillfully take a cue from the shelf on the wall, wipe the cue tip with chocolate powder, and look at him with a half-smile.

"Dude, playing billiards, fun?"

He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to call the police immediately, and slowly said, "Um... Xiao Ye, I have a question that I have to get off my chest."

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow seriously: "Ask."

Jiang Ye pointed to the pool table in front of him, then glanced around: "What happened to the private screening? What happened to the service? How the hell did we end up playing pool here?"

Ye Cheng couldn't help but chuckle, then turned and walked to the tee box, setting up the triangular basket:

"What do you mean by 'private footage'? I don't understand."

She looked up, and Okie blinked. "I'm the billiards assistant coach here. Aren't I here to help you?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

He pointed expressionlessly to the front desk not far away, then waved the membership card Ye Cheng had given him when he entered:

"Not a private shoot? Didn't you say it was 800 per hour, or 1500 for two hours? Why did the receptionist say it was 8 hours?"

Ye Cheng had already set up the balls, straightened up, picked up the cue stick, and looked completely innocent:

"When did I say I was charging 800 an hour?"

She paused for a moment and explained, "800 is the price for private filming over there. Here, a billiards assistant coach is normally 200 per hour, or 1500 for 8 hours. I've given you a 100 discount, no problem, buddy."

Jiang Ye: "..."

He was completely bewildered by her series of punches and carefully recalled their conversation.

It seems...it appears...probably...

Ye Cheng did not explicitly say that she was a private photography companion.

She simply asked, "Would you like me to provide you with some services?" and then quoted a price...

Depend on!

I've been tricked!

Jiang Ye pointed to the case next door, where the chubby guy was hugging a sexy teaching assistant in black stockings and a short skirt, teaching her how to thrust in a very suggestive way.

He then pointed to Ye Cheng's beautiful yet heavily bundled-up and heavily guarded attire, his heart filled with a mixture of grief and indignation:

"Xiao Ye! Even if I misunderstood, look how enthusiastic and dedicated that teaching assistant is! And look at you! Your outfit, your attitude... are you a teaching assistant or the head of student affairs?!"

Ye Cheng, who was bending down to aim at a colorful ball, glanced at him upon hearing this, gave a soft hum, and spoke with a hint of pride in her tone:

"That's just how I am! So what? Everyone knows I, Ye Cheng, only teach techniques, I don't provide any extra services! Who told you to be so blind as to choose me? If you chose me, you have to follow my rules!"

After saying that, he neatly shot the ball into the bottom pocket with a "bang".

Jiang Ye: "..."

He was utterly speechless. He glanced enviously and resentfully at the chubby guy next to him who was hugging the teaching assistant and smugly raising his eyebrows at him, and then sighed heavily.

Damn it, this is blatant fraud!

False advertising! Maliciously misleading consumers!

I'll write a complaint letter as soon as I get home, and you can just wait to be on the 315 Gala!

Seeing his utterly dejected expression, Ye Cheng suppressed a laugh, walked over to him, and gently poked his arm with her golf club:

"Hey buddy, are you that repressed? You have to go to places like that? Let me tell you, I heard that private cinema is just for hugging and watching movies, maybe kissing and touching each other, that's all. What's the point? And it's ridiculously expensive, just ripping off suckers like you."

As she spoke, she continued playing, gesturing with her chin to the assistant coaches sparring with her:

"Needless to say, it's just letting you hug me and taking advantage of me a little. What else could it be? You all think you've gotten a great deal, aren't you stupid?"

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue, even more annoyed by her words: "If it's really as 'no big deal' as you say, then let me hug you too! Let me experience this 'foolish pleasure'!"

As he spoke, he half-jokingly opened his arms to hug her.

Ye Cheng reacted extremely quickly, immediately raising his billiard cue and firmly pressing the head against Jiang Ye's chest.

"Of course it's no big deal for you men, a hug won't hurt you. But it's different for us women! Feelings, reputation, boundaries—these are all very important, okay?"

She paused, then looked at Jiang Ye with a half-smile: "Dude, put your hand on your heart and tell me, did you think I didn't have any doubts when I was working over there? Didn't I secretly label you in my mind?"

"I......"

Jiang Ye was speechless for a moment; he had indeed been mentally ranting about it.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Cheng gave a smug "humph," moved the cue stick aside, and accurately pocketed the last black 8 on the table:

"Dude, if I were the kind of girl who lets anyone hug me or take advantage of me for a little money, would you still be so confident in offering to keep me for a million a month? You'd probably run away as fast as you could!"

After saying that, she couldn't help but giggle, her laughter ringing out clearly.

After laughing for a while, she bent down and rearranged the balls, then looked up at Jiang Ye:

"Ono-kun, you haven't forgotten that boast you made last time... oh no, that ambition you set, have you? How's it going? How much start-up capital have you saved? I'm still waiting for your million-dollar contract~"

Jiang Ye gritted his teeth as he watched Ye Cheng laugh heartily, his expression both radiant and provocative.

I really can't argue with this woman!

You can't win an argument with reason, and you can't win a fight with words either!

Oh shit!

We absolutely must go back and keep increasing Yao Yao's strength! Increasing her strength like crazy!

Once I've saved up enough money, the first thing I'll do is shut this woman up!

You're going to die!

......

Since the money had already been spent and it seemed unlikely that Ye Cheng would get it back, Jiang Ye decided to give up and started playing billiards with Ye Cheng.

However, while gritting his teeth, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Ye Cheng's "ironclad" and overly cautious attitude cheated him out of 1500 yuan and made his current "consumer experience" extremely poor, in the long run, it actually made him feel more at ease.

This at least shows that she is not the kind of girl who has no bottom line and will do anything for money. Although she loves money, she has her own principles.

Um......

This girl is indeed a potential investment with long-term potential, and deserves in-depth and thorough communication and training.

Over the next three hours, Jiang Ye experienced firsthand what it meant to "pay to suffer."

Ye Cheng's billiards skills are indeed excellent, with precise positioning and sharp cueing.

Jiang Ye usually considers himself an amateur enthusiast and can occasionally show off in front of his friends, but in front of Ye Cheng, he is like a complete novice who has just started playing, and he is completely defeated.

Ye Cheng showed no regard for the customer's status, giving Jiang Ye no leeway and teaching him thoroughly (and completely dominating him). After three hours, Jiang Ye hadn't won a single game.

This pure, overwhelming dominance made him feel utterly humiliated, and his self-esteem was severely damaged.

Especially when he turned his head and saw that the fat guy next to him had gone from hugging and cuddling to feeding each other fruit, and was even casting a sympathetic look at Jiang Ye from time to time, Jiang Ye was so angry that his resentment almost materialized, and black smoke was about to come out of his head.

After another predictable game, Ye Cheng looked at Jiang Ye, who was slumped over the pool table with a look of utter despair, and couldn't help but chuckle as she poked him with her cue stick.

"Hey buddy, you look really unwell today."

Jiang Ye gave a weak hum: "Yes, avoid traveling, avoid spending money, and especially avoid people with the surname Ye."

Ye Cheng laughed even harder: "What's wrong? Got scammed? Feeling completely drained?"

Jiang Ye: "..." He didn't want to talk and rolled his eyes at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng was in a great mood, stretched, and her beautiful curves were faintly visible: "Still want to play? My part-time hours are almost done for today, I can go home now. Seeing how miserable you are, how about... I treat you to dinner?"

Have a meal?

Jiang Ye perked up instantly upon hearing those two words!

Although I was scammed out of 1500, if I can get a free meal, even if it's just a few dozen yuan, I can get back several hundred and recover part of the 1500 loss.

He immediately straightened up, his face instantly brightening: "Let's go! Let's eat! How about that hot pot place again? I think their 178 yuan set meal is a good deal!"

"Hot pot? No thanks, I've been eating too much oily food lately."

Ye Cheng looked at him, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Hmm, I'll treat you to noodles. They're warm and filling."

As she spoke, she began to neatly tidy up the golf clubs and arrange the balls on the table.

Although it was downgraded from hot pot to noodles, it was still a "treat," so Jiang Ye quickly nodded: "Okay, okay, noodles it is! You're treating, so you decide!"

Ye Cheng greeted the receptionist and then led Jiang Ye, who had been listless all night but was finally showing some energy, out of the club.