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

The battle in the hall ended abruptly with Yao Yao breaking down in tears, unable to control her emotions.

The various punishments that were originally supposed to be given to "Starry Wish" were dropped because the number one contributor here was crying his eyes out and could not continue.

While trying to smooth things over on the public screen, thanking all the big brothers and tourists for their support, Zhi Xia gestured for the other sisters to take over the conversation, and barely managed to finish the closing procedures of the hall battle.

After enjoying the afterglow of the high-end massage, Jiang Ye walked home while staring at his WeChat screen, hoping that Yao Yao would show some "reciprocation"—for example, by directly transferring the 9400 yuan for the shoes.

Unfortunately, apart from the cautious greetings and a few exchanges during the battle, no new transfer records popped up in the chat box.

"Tsk..."

Jiang Ye was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it again, he felt relieved.

After deducting the 5000 yuan that Yao Yao had transferred earlier, she probably only received a little over 9,000 yuan from this battle.

You can't expect someone to give back all the money they've earned, and you can't bet that you'll keep spending like crazy.

It seems I'll have to wait for another opportunity.

Those shoes should be a sure thing for the next assessment or competition.

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue, casually opened Meituan, and typed "gym" into the search box.

Thanks to the fact that he had been delivering food for half a year under the scorching sun, his physical condition was actually quite good. But even the best physical condition can't withstand the indulgence that comes with having money.

The pain in the soles of my feet just now was a sign!

But then again, if you don't indulge yourself after you have money, what the hell is the point of having money?

"Hmm... I still need to build a stronger physical foundation beforehand, just in case."

Jiang Ye pushed open the door, grinned mischievously, and began to imagine some large-scale scenes that required excellent physical fitness, such as three-player, four-player, five-player, and even 1080P scenes.

He casually selected "Dihao Fitness Club" near his home on Meituan.

Although it was already past 9 p.m., less than five minutes after he left his phone number according to the group-buying process, a fitness consultant named Amu proactively added him on WeChat.

The two chatted briefly, and Jiang Ye expressed his desire to experience the environment and service first. Amu warmly agreed to meet him at 2 pm the next day for a visit and experience.

Having finished this matter, Jiang Ye yawned and prepared to wash up and go to bed.

Just as I got up and headed to the bathroom, my phone started ringing several times in a row—it was a WeChat message from Ye Cheng and Yao Yao, one after the other.

Ye Cheng first sent a photo with a very sophisticated composition, focusing on two long, beautiful legs encased in white pantyhose. The legs were symmetrical and straight, and the legs were clad in black leather shoes, making them quite alluring.

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Two more messages followed:

The second text message reads: "Food safety certificate, no deception! Give me your address!"

The third one is an emoji: an open, fair hand with three eye-catching words photoshopped into the palm: "Pocket Money!"

Jiang Ye's gaze lingered on Ye Cheng's two alluring long legs. After pondering for a moment, he replied with the address of the Hanting Hotel on the next street.

The woman's meaning was clear: she was feeding the baby some fragrant "little gifts" and then asking for "feeding fees" for the following week.

But the problem is...

Jiang Ye stroked his chin, lost in deep thought.

When others give girls pocket money, it's real money that buys them soft and warm flesh, intimate contact, and sometimes even thirteen times over a bowl of spicy hot pot.

How come when it's my turn, I spend thousands every week and all I get in return is a bunch of weird and wonderful collectibles?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Once we have more funds, I'll definitely carry her legs on my shoulders!

Jiang Ye shook his head, then opened Yao Yao's WeChat, and was immediately stunned.

Yao Yao: [Brother Ye, I want to see you.]

Jiang Ye looked down at his lower abdomen, then subconsciously looked at his right hand, and was caught in a dilemma.

A top-tier girl with a score of 91; her looks, figure, and temperament are all top-notch, even her voice is voice actor level...

As long as you can maintain your "super-rich" image after meeting and create the right atmosphere, there's a high probability that some wonderful and entertaining scenarios will unfold that adults will enjoy.

The level of temptation is off the charts.

Can......

He glanced at the 35000+ figure in his WeChat balance and sighed.

Meeting someone in real life sounds wonderful, but in practice, it's not easy at all.

If the two of them were to actually meet, every aspect of their lives—eating, drinking, having fun, lodging, and transportation—would cost money.

A true tycoon who can casually spend 3 in a small battle must stay in at least a five-star hotel suite, eat at high-end restaurants, and wear clothes and shoes that are not popular items on Taobao. Even if he doesn't drive, he must take a private car, right?

More importantly, what if after meeting the girl feels the relationship has "taken a leap forward" and she's completely "gone all in," and then stops actively "giving gifts"? Wouldn't that cut off a long-term source of cashback?

"..."

Jiang Ye stared at Ye Cheng and Yao Yao's two WeChat messages, which were so different in style yet both so alluring, and he couldn't help but click his tongue in frustration.

Just as he was about to grit his teeth and reject Yao Yao for the time being, and plan to take things further, she suddenly sent him a new message:

[Brother Ye, you've protected me for two months. Once things stabilize in the hall and we understand each other better, let's meet, okay?]

Jiang Ye stared at the message, rolled his eyes instantly, threw his phone on the sofa, and got up to wash up.

Depend on!

What a waste of all that time I was agonizing over it!

It was all just empty promises, a complete scam!

......

The next afternoon, Jiang Ye ignored the more than ten WeChat messages Yao Yao sent him on his phone, strolled out, and headed straight for the Hanting Hotel next door.

I rummaged through the parcel lockers next to the front desk and found a small box wrapped in an elegant gift bag with a note that read "To Mr. Jiang".

Jiang Ye took the box to a corner of the lobby, opened the packaging, and glanced at it.

Those are the white tights she wore in last night's photo. Judging from the brand and quality, they must have been expensive.

He sniffed nonchalantly. Hmm, it was still that smell—money… no, it was Ye Cheng's "pure and unpolluted" smell.

[Received a gift from Ye Cheng: two pairs of high-end pantyhose, system-assessed value: 1200 yuan. Triggered 1000% cashback, received 12000 yuan.]

[System account balance: 12000 yuan!]

"Not bad, not bad."

Jiang Ye nodded in satisfaction, then switched back to WeChat and transferred 8000 yuan to Ye Cheng, with a simple and direct note: pocket money.

Then he opened JD.com, browsed around, selected a pair of thick autumn/winter tights priced at 3200 yuan, and sent the link to Ye Cheng.

Although he only sent a link, after the previous "trials and error" sessions, he believed Ye Cheng would understand—this was the "recipe" for the following week.

Sure enough, not long after the message was sent, Ye Cheng received the 8000 yuan transfer instantly and then replied with a big middle finger.

Without saying anything more, he understood that this meant the "cafeteria" had accepted his proposal.

Jiang Ye casually stuffed the gift bag containing the stockings into the pocket of his large down jacket and walked happily toward the Dihao Fitness Club in the Xinmate Shopping Mall.