How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself? Chapter 237 - 127: What Does It Feel Like to Casually Fire T

Two days later...

Thanks to the hotel’s nourishnt, I had finally replenished the lost vitality...

Considering that I was 24 years old, I was actually in the pri of strength and health; normally, even doing it several tis a day, I could keep going for ten days or half a month without a problem...

But that was just the basic situation...

That day I ended up keeping six models...

In a state where everything was spread evenly, that was a starting point of six tis...

Later on, it was just firing blanks, no bullets left...

Anyway, indulging in such extre pleasures without regard for my health was sothing that, once a year, or even every few years, was enough...

Any more than that, and even Iron Man wouldn’t be able to handle it...

As for physical problems, like whether I could bring back so local ’specialties’ from Hong Kong Island, like so kind of love bug...

I did worry about that...

But after Zheng Jiayi showed a stack of docunts, it alleviated that concern of mine...

The so-called docunts were health examination certificates that the Hong Kong Yacht Club had the models do the day before...

Forget about communicable diseases...

Even girls with a hint of gynecological issues were turned away at the door...

Initially, I was shocked by this thoroughness. Could they really be so considerate? But after a mont’s thought, I understood...

People who frequently walk by the river hardly avoid getting their shoes wet. Not only do ordinary people understand this, but the rich understand it even better...

Compared to those ordinary people ssing around in nightclubs, those who play with wealth know how to protect themselves, and they have the ans to do so...

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"Mr. Gu, our hotel applied to the Hong Kong civil aviation authorities two days ago for your request to take a helicopter to Yangcheng City, and it was approved. But the civil aviation authorities have communicated with our hotel today...

Due to so differences between the regulations of Hong Kong Island and the Mainland, the Yangcheng civil aviation authorities need to conduct multiple reviews...

So your estimated departure today might be delayed until tomorrow..."

Zheng Jiayi said this with so unease...

After all, when Mr. Gu asked if a helicopter could be used, she had assured him with a pledge that it could be arranged that day...

But now, after applying for two full days, it still hadn’t been approved...

It was a slap in the face...

But she couldn’t be blad. Originally, Mr. Gu’s request was to fly from Hong Kong Island to Ao Island, where the rules were almost the sa, and flight requests from Hong Kong Island to Ao Island were usually instantly approved...

But Mr. Gu changed his request at the last minute to fly from Hong Kong Island to Yangcheng City...

The procedures for flying to the Mainland were destined to be much more complicated; it wouldn’t be surprising for it to be delayed by two or three days, or even ten days to half a month...

But these difficulties were sothing the Ritz-Carlton Hotel had to swallow on their own...

Any high-end service industry would not make excuses for their service failures.

Sitting on the sofa with my legs crossed and playing with my phone, I looked up when I heard Zheng Jiayi’s words and asked, "Delayed another day, huh?"

"Yes..."

Hearing Zheng Jiayi’s guilty tone, I didn’t say anything.

I originally planned to take a helicopter to Ao Island and have fun for two days.

But after checking out travel guides online, I realized that everything worth doing in Macau was also available on Hong Kong Island...

The most developed would be the gambling industry...

Those gamblers simply enjoy the thrill of either striking it rich or losing everything over a small gambling table, experiencing the extre contrasts...

But I had no real interest in gambling...

I didn’t dare gamble before because I couldn’t afford to lose.

Now that I had money, money was just a number to ...

Even if I raised the stakes to 100 million or more, it would be hard for to experience that feeling of heaven one second and hell the next...

The reason is simple...

Even if I lost a lot, I believed the system would compensate ...

Though also an indulgence, why spend a billion on sothing I don’t enjoy when I don’t have to give my hard-earned cash to others?

And that’s exactly why I gave up the idea of going to Ao Island...

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I couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it and stood up, walking towards the office area...

If I couldn’t go to Yangcheng City today, then I’d just spend a day playing gas in the hotel. I had started to enjoy the Southeast Asia Server’s noobs in these past two days; no matter how much they got killed, they never surrendered, and almost every ga I could rack up twenty to thirty kills...

As for whether the presidential suite, costing 120,000 a day, was too extravagant for playing gas, that wasn’t within my range of concerns...

Just think of it as a 5,000 yuan per hour internet cafe...

Just as I sat down at the desk and had just instructed Zheng Jiayi to bring so fruit, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang...

I glanced at the caller ID which showed Wu Yifeng’s na and chose to answer.

"Hello, Gu Heng, are you still on Hong Kong Island?"

Wu Yifeng’s voice still had that standard, carefree, rich second-generation attitude...

Hearing his words, I responded while booting up the computer, "Yeah, I’m planning to head back to Yangcheng City today, but the civil aviation authority’s flight approval is still pending. Probably won’t get back until tomorrow."

Wu Yifeng: "???"

"Civil aviation authority? You’re taking a private plane back?!!"

Wu Yifeng’s voice grew louder, eventually almost cracking...

It was within his realm of acceptance when I rented a yacht for 650,000 a day...

But taking a private plane back to the Mainland was just too much...

After all, he was a rich second-generation with a few hundred million in family assets and had never experienced what a private plane felt like. Now, hearing talk about it, he instantly felt unbalanced...

It’s always been others who envied him; how could it be his turn to be envious?

"No, it’s actually a helicopter."