After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

"Sir, here is your card." Su Man held the pure black bank card in both hands and respectfully handed it back to Zhu Xunchuan.

Just as Zhu Xunchuan reached out to take it, Su Man's index finger, painted with bright red nail polish, lightly and naturally brushed against Zhu Xunchuan's palm.

The fingernail scratched across the skin, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through it.

Su Man tilted her head back, her eyes, adorned with exquisite eyeliner, filled with blatant innuendo.

She deliberately lowered her upper body, and a dangerous gap popped open at the button of her tight silk shirt, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, deep scenery directly into Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes.

The high-end woody fragrance is infused with a hint of a woman's mature body scent, which is extremely alluring.

"Mr. Zhu," Su Man's voice trembled with a sweet saccharine quality, the last syllable drawn out, "the tailoring of these outfits requires an extremely high degree of fit. My personal number is on the back of the business card. If you feel uncomfortable wearing them, feel free to send me a WeChat message anytime. No matter how late it is, I can provide private in-home measurement and... alteration services."

Coupled with the slight rubbing of her legs, tightly wrapped in black stockings, any adult man would know what she meant.

Zhu Xun Chuan remained calm. He casually slipped the black card and business card into his pocket, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Thank you for your trouble."

The saleswomen who had just been rolling their eyes at Zhu Xun Chuan's old clothes were now kicking themselves.

The tall, innocent-looking, short-haired saleswoman could no longer contain herself. She brought over a cup of freshly ground coffee and, taking the opportunity to hand over the cup, deliberately rubbed her buttocks against Zhu Xun Chuan's thigh.

"Sir, have some hot coffee to soothe your throat." Her voice was so chilling it gave you goosebumps as she took the opportunity to slip a folded perfume note into the pocket of Zhu Xun Chuan's lambskin jacket.

Zhu Xun Chuan, holding his coffee, ignored the short-haired saleswoman who was frantically flirting with him, and instead turned to look at Lin Yuan beside him. "Let's go."

Lin Yuan was still in a state of mental and physical separation.

786,000!

This amount was more than the paper money his ancestors had burned for eighteen generations. He watched with his own eyes as Zhu Xun Chuan swiped his card without blinking, and watched the usually aloof and arrogant luxury store manager fawn over Zhu Xun Chuan like a cat in heat.

"Brother Chuan..." Lin Yuan's legs went weak, and he snatched the heavy shopping bags from Zhu Xun Chuan's hands. "I'll carry them! How can I let you do such rough work! From today onwards, don't call me by my name anymore, just call me Wangcai! I, Lin Yuan, will be your most loyal hound from now on, I'll bite wherever you point!"

Seeing his roommate's shameless sycophantic behavior, Zhu Xun Chuan couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Get lost, stop embarrassing me."

The two turned and walked towards the store's entrance.

Just as Lin Yuan was filled with extreme worship and his eyes were filled with fanaticism.

In Zhu Xun Chuan's mind, the long-silent mechanical notification sound rang out crisply.

"Ding! High concentration of worship sentiment detected (source: Lin Yuan, Su Man and surrounding people)."

"Emotional conversion rate met! The [Emotional Value System] has been officially upgraded to the [Worship System]!"

Zhu Xun Chuan paused slightly. He had originally thought that the system would retire successfully after rewarding him with 1 billion yuan in cash, but he didn't expect that this thing would actually have an advanced form hidden inside.

His consciousness instantly sank into the system panel.

Below the previously monotonous monetary figures, a gleaming golden "Worship Shop" module had suddenly appeared. The worship points balance in the upper right corner was jumping wildly: +50, +30, +10... In just a few seconds, it quickly broke through the five hundred mark.

Zhu Xunchuan opened the online store.

The goods are plentiful and can be divided into three main categories.

[Skill Specialization Area]: God-level Driving Skills (500 points), Mixed Martial Arts Master (800 points), Perfect Pitch and Singing Ability (600 points)...

[Intelligence Resource Area]: Entertainment Industry Scanner (10000 points), Targeted Corporate Equity Penetration Card (20000 points), Private Surveillance Data Interception (500 points/time)...

[Special Consumables]: Basic Physical Enhancement Potion (100 points), High Alcohol Tolerance Capsule (50 points), Romance Avoidance Radar (3000 points)...

Zhu Xun Chuan's gaze immediately locked onto the [Basic Physical Enhancement Potion].

The product description is simple: It comprehensively improves the host's physical condition, enhancing explosive power, endurance, and recovery speed. It especially enhances kidney and lower back function and stamina, eliminating fatigue.

Next Wednesday is the opening ceremony. Five women with powerful backgrounds will meet under the same roof. Xia Wanying is wild, Jiang Yao is sickly, Shen Tianxi is persistent, Su Mucheng is demanding, and Gu Qinghan is eyeing them covetously.

Without a good back, he probably wouldn't even be able to walk out of the Faculty of Arts.

"Exchange for two basic physical enhancement potions," Zhu Xun Chuan silently recited in his mind.

"Ding! 200 worship points deducted. Exchange successful. The potion has taken effect automatically."

In an instant, a warm current rose from his spine and quickly flowed through his limbs and bones. Zhu Xun Chuan felt the fatigue he had accumulated from dealing with several women over the past few days vanish completely.

A powerful flame ignited deep within his lower abdomen; his breathing became long and strong, and his muscles appeared even more defined and toned beneath the impeccably tailored cashmere sweater. Even his vision and hearing seemed sharper.

I walked out of the Brunello Cucinelli counter.

The mall atrium was bustling with people. Zhu Xun Chuan, wearing an outfit worth nearly 800,000 yuan, exuded a completely different aura.

The deep space gray of his lambskin jacket perfectly matched his cool and aloof face. His sophisticated old-money style and carefree princely aura instantly made him the focus of the entire room.

Young girls passing by frequently glanced at him, and even several socialites who were shopping together stopped and took out their phones to pretend to take selfies, but in reality, the cameras were all pointed at him.

"Holy crap, that guy is so handsome! His charisma is amazing, is he a celebrity?"

"Look at that aura, look at that face, it's amazing! This is definitely the young master of some multi-billionaire family who's showing off his wealth."

"If I had a boyfriend who was so handsome, rich and strong, I would be so lucky."

Whispers reached his ears. Lin Yuan followed behind, his chest puffed out, feeling as if he were basking in the glory, walking with a swagger.

The vanity and sense of prestige of being in the spotlight and admired by countless people can indeed be overwhelming.

But Zhu Xun Chuan knew very well that this was just the beginning. The upgraded [Worship Shop] would be his true foundation for standing at the top.

The two took a private elevator directly to the VIP underground parking garage.

"Beep beep beep".

The all-black Porsche Panamera flashed its hazard lights. Lin Yuan, with extreme obsequiousness, carefully placed the shopping bags into the trunk, then ran to the passenger side and opened the door.

"Godfather, please get in the car slowly and don't bump your head." Lin Yuan had now completely taken on the role of the chief eunuch, his face full of wrinkles from smiling.

Zhu Xun Chuan ignored Lin Yuan's antics and bent down to get into the driver's seat.

As soon as I closed the car door, my phone, which was on the center console, started vibrating incessantly.

The screen lit up, and WeChat popped up a long string of red unread notifications, all of which were voice messages from Su Mucheng.

Zhu Xun Chuan raised an eyebrow. Shouldn't this girl be filming her new song's music video today? Why is she sending voice messages like this in the middle of the day?

He casually clicked on the first item, and the car stereo automatically played the audio.

I thought I would hear Su Mucheng's usual sweet and coquettish manner.

However, what came out of the carriage was a chaotic cacophony of noise.

"Brother Chuan..." Her breathing trembled, and she seemed completely insecure. "Where are you...? I'm so scared..."

WeChat automatically played the second long voice message.

"I can't continue filming my music video..." Su Mucheng sniffled, on the verge of a breakdown, "Several investors suddenly said they're going to withdraw their funding... My album is going to be canceled..."