Financial freedom begins in Vietnam

The female marketer glanced at the three beautiful Vietnamese girls beside Chen Junhe.

The girl holding Chen Junhe's arm was unusually tall for a Vietnamese person.

Yesterday it was all Russian girls, today it's all Vietnamese girls.

The lives of the wealthy are so simple and unpretentious.

In this decadent and intoxicating world of pleasure, female marketers have seen all sorts of things.

Therefore, I am not surprised at all by Chen Junhe's behavior of changing girls every day.

Because it was their first time in such an environment, both Pei Shirong and Li Shimeixiang were a little timid.

Pei Shi Rong could rely on Chen Jun He, while Li Shi Mei Xiang could only wring her fingers and follow behind.

Walking on the other side of Chen Junhe, Ruan Huangmingyu looked around the entire bar with excitement.

She had heard of this 1900 bar a long time ago, but never had the chance to visit.

Because those who wanted to ask her out either didn't have the money to come here, or Ruan Huangmingyu didn't like her and wasn't willing to come along.

She had previously gone to some smaller bars with her friends.

Because they were all girls, there were basically no problems.

This was her first time at such a large venue, one that supposedly hosted top 1 DJs. She saw the long queues and the 10 VND entrance fee.

They could be directly led into the bar by the female marketers, and the envious glances from the pretty girls in line made Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc very pleased.

The sense of superiority between people comes from comparison.

She secretly glanced at Chen Junhe beside her, though she still didn't know how old Chen Junhe was.

However, it's clear that Chen Junhe is still very young; his profile appears quite striking in the changing lights of the bar.

Making rice for such a young and handsome man doesn't seem so unacceptable.

In the bar, an environment most prone to infatuation, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's heart became even more relaxed.

Led by the female marketing staff, the four of them walked through a row of booths, climbed the steps to the second floor, and arrived at the private room.

"Brother, this is something I specially left for you after you sent me the message."

Upon arriving at the private room, the female marketing representative proudly showed Chen Junhe the room's ambiance.

Chen Junhe looked around.

This private room is in a better location than yesterday's, with a direct view of the DJ booth, giving you a panoramic view of most of the bar, including the DJ booth.

He nodded in satisfaction: "Pack a $4000 meal."

The female marketer's face was beaming with joy.

Isn't this the very thing she's been trying so hard to highlight her contribution?

Fortunately, all her efforts paid off, as the guests doubled their bill for the night.

After looking through the drinks menu handed to me by the female marketing representative, I finally decided to order a Dom Pérignon pink champagne set meal, based on her suggestion.

Five 750ml bottles of pink champagne, three dozen Budweisers, and a bunch of snacks and fruit platters that girls love.

It was still a card payment.

The three girls leaned on the fence, watching the changing light and shadows below and the gradually filling up the space.

Pei Shi Rong and Li Shi Mei Xiang, who were visiting for the first time, were filled with curiosity as they experienced this fantastical environment. They felt as if they were no longer in Hanoi, but in another strange space.

Although it was also Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's first time here, she had already been to other bars, so while it was novel, it wasn't completely unfamiliar to her.

She had just vaguely overheard Chen Junhe's conversation with the female marketer; the $4000 expenditure already exceeded her tuition fees for a year.

In the past, when I went to bars with other friends or classmates, they would only drink a few glasses of Tiger Beer or Hanoi Beer.

Although we didn't hear what kind of wine Chen Junhe and the female marketing agent ordered.

However, she was very interested in the $4000 bottle of wine, which was worth over 100 million Vietnamese dong.

Drinking this wine will probably make even your breathing feel different.

A short while later, the female marketing staff brought over the drinks with a waiter.

Inside the illuminated base, five beautifully arranged pink bottles of Dom Pérignon immediately caught Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's eye.

Pei Shirong and Li Shimeixiang, who were leaning on the railing, also turned their heads curiously to look at the several bottles of beautiful champagne.

After learning about Chen Junhe's wealth, she no longer felt the same fear and trepidation about his spending.

Pei Shirong seems to have gradually adapted to this life, which is completely different from the previous 18 years.

The reason lies with this man who has penetrated every aspect of her life.

Even her heart is shaped like Chen Junhe's.

"Ah Rong, do you like it? I specially ordered it for you."

Chen Junhe pointed to the bottles of pink champagne and looked at Pei Shirong.

The speakers aren't turned up too loud yet, so several people can have a loud conversation without much disruption.

"like."

Pei Shirong left the railing, walked to Chen Junhe's side, hugged his arm, and sweetly rested her head on Chen Junhe's shoulder.

Leaving home to study in a big city more than 100 kilometers away is the biggest change in her life.

Of course, this should also include her time in the Beining Industrial Park, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to meet Chen Junhe.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc stood to the side, his eyes darting around as he looked at Chen Junhe and the other man.

But in her mind, she imagined what it would feel like to nestle against Chen Junhe's broad chest.

Leaning on such strong shoulders must feel very reassuring, right? Yeah.

Chen Junhe looked down at Pei Shirong as she finished speaking, then looked up and habitually glanced around.

However, it was discovered that the system had already provided an option to bind the device.

I glanced at Ruan Huangmingyu and found that her favorability rating had soared to 73, and in the blink of an eye it had jumped to 75, and it was still rising.

"Affection level 67→78......(A beautiful story is unfolding in my mind)."

Chen Junhe looked at Ruan Huangmingyu, who was standing to the side twisting her fingers, and realized that the girl was actually trying to win him over.

At this rate, I doubt anyone will leave the bar tonight.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc had already directly obtained the favorability reward of breaking through 80.

Chen Junhe originally wanted to wait for the third spot, but seeing how Ruan Huang Mingyu was doing...

Chen Junhe directly chose to bind.

If we had waited any longer, the $100 million prize would have slipped away.

Target: Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc

Age: 18 years old

Number of charging plugs: 0

Health condition: Healthy, (heart rate increases because of the music rhythm and you)

Affection level: 78/100 (I feel the urge to get closer to you because of the beautiful things I imagine.)

Chen Junhe put his left arm around Pei Shirong's slender waist and turned to sit down on the sofa in the private room.

"Ayu, Axiang, come and have a drink."

He gestured for Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc and Le Thi Mai Huong to come and sit down as well.

Li Shimeixiang sat on Pei Shirong's side.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc landed on Tran Tuan Ha's side.

"Sit closer together, or we won't be able to hear each other."

Chen Junhe took the opportunity to gather everyone together.

So Li Meixiang stood right next to Pei Rong.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc also got close to Tran Tuan Ha.

As soon as she got closer, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc felt a burning sensation on her thigh.

She knew that was Chen Junhe's body temperature.

Having rarely been in such close contact with men, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc suddenly felt a little dizzy even before drinking any alcohol.

Chen Junhe had already asked the waiter to open two bottles of champagne. These bubbly drinks lose their flavor easily if left open for too long.

Looking at the pink wine bottle glittering under the light, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc, though a little dizzy, couldn't help but ask a question.

"Junha hyung, what kind of wine is this?"