"I’m definitely not that bored," Yi Anguo said, sounding a little exasperated. "What if I find her and she actually decides to stick to and refuses to leave? What would I do then?"
He wasn’t the type to show off in front of others. As long as his own life was comfortable, there was no need to flaunt it.
"Alright! I’ll find you the best masseuse to give you an oil massage and help you cool down," Zhuo Weidong said with a smile. "I guarantee they’ll take good care of you. You’ll be completely satisfied."
"What do you an, ’the best’?" Yi Anguo laughed. "I don’t care about their skills, as long as they’re young and pretty. I don’t like older or unattractive won, no matter how skilled they are!"
"Haha! You’re right. No man likes them old and ugly, no matter how good their skills are!" Zhuo Weidong laughed heartily, and the two n shared a knowing smile.
Although Yi Anguo wasn’t one to spend all his ti chasing won, he could still indulge himself now and then. Before his rebirth, he had never remarried, but that didn’t an he kept away from won entirely. Occasionally, he would still seek out their company. However, his inco was limited, and he had particular standards for quality and taste when it ca to such matters. He wouldn’t casually pursue anyone unless they were exceptionally young and beautiful and he felt a real connection. Today, Zhuo Weidong obviously needed a favor from him, so Yi Anguo didn’t hesitate to take advantage. Having been given a second chance at life, there was no need for self-denial. When it was ti to play, he would enjoy himself thoroughly.
Zhuo Weidong was prepared to spare no expense today. Being fond of having fun himself, he planned to show Yi Anguo what a truly top-tier club—and what real beauties—were like.
The two left the hotel and arrived at a place that seed rather secluded. From the outside, it looked like an enormous villa. The surroundings were quiet, far from the bustling city center.
Zhuo Weidong had called ahead from the car to make a reservation, so a charming and glamorous woman was already waiting at the door to greet them upon their arrival.
Entering the villa, their eyes were t with a grand, lavishly decorated hall. Several sofas were arranged in the space, occupied by about seven or eight n. It wasn’t crowded, but each man looked like a successful, yet greasy, middle-aged type, and most sported beer bellies. Many of them seed to know each other and were engaged in rry conversation.
In the middle of the hall was a stage-like area where several beautiful won were performing. They sang softly and danced gracefully, displaying their sensual figures. Each woman was young and beautiful, with a superb figure. At around 170cm tall, they all had the bodies of models. They looked surprisingly innocent and carried themselves with grace, giving off no impression of vulgarity. Their attire, however, was sexy and revealing, exposing large expanses of smooth, pale skin and their long, shapely legs.
Yi Anguo was rather surprised. This place didn’t look like a sauna club! But he had to admit, the girls on stage were prettier, younger, and more graceful than any he’d seen in a sauna club. He had never been to a place like this before, but since he was here, he decided to just go with the flow. He figured Zhuo Weidong wouldn’t set him up.
The n already seated on the sofas didn’t seem to recognize Zhuo Weidong when he entered, as no one stood up to greet him. They didn’t seem particularly interested in the beauties on stage, either. They remained on their sofas, chatting and laughing, occasionally gesturing toward the perforrs. From ti to ti, they would lift a glass of red wine for a sip, appearing completely carefree.
"Brother Yi, the ones on stage are just the standard fare. You can take one for the night for just a few thousand yuan," Zhuo Weidong said with a smile. "But the girl has to be willing, of course. There’s no forced business here. These girls co of their own free will. If they don’t want to sell themselves, no one can force them."
"You call this standard fare? They all look so young, pretty, and graceful! And their figures are amazing," Yi Anguo said, surprised.
Truthfully, these beauties on stage were in no way inferior to movie stars; the only difference was that one group was famous, and the other was not. The high price of a star was propped up entirely by fa. It was like any other product—one is a famous major brand, the other a little-known minor one, but the quality and taste are often the sa. It’s like comparing food from a high-end hotel to a small diner. A steak dinner might cost $68 at a fancy restaurant, while a local diner might only charge $20 for one. But that doesn’t an the fancy restaurant’s steak tastes better; it might even be less authentic and satisfying than the one from the diner.
"They certainly look good," Zhuo Weidong explained, "but compared to the top-tier beauties, they’re quite ordinary. These won are mainly here to perform their talents. If a client is willing to offer a hefty sum and a girl agrees to go, it can be arranged. However, no one can guarantee whether they are ’clean’ or not."
"Are you saying that the girls who aren’t ’ordinary’ are guaranteed to be ’clean’? That they’ve never been touched by a man?" Yi Anguo asked. "Are there really that many girls willing to sell their first ti? The price must be astronomical, right?"
"Of course," Zhuo Weidong said. "As for the price, it depends on what you’re looking for, and it also depends on the girl."
"Are there specific arrangents for that?" Yi Anguo asked.
"It’s mainly divided into two types," Zhuo Weidong explained. "One is for a single night, and the other is long-term, where she might even be willing to bear your child. The one-night arrangent is simpler. It goes to the highest bidder. The club holds an auction once a week. The girl has no say in who wins; her only right is to set the minimum asking price. But none of these girls are forced into this. They all volunteer to sell their first ti for financial compensation.
"For a long-term arrangent, the kind where she might bear your child, it requires mutual agreent. So girls won’t agree to be kept just because you offer a lot of money; they also have to find you acceptable. It’s a mutual selection—you can choose her, but she can also choose you.
"And don’t worry, the club doesn’t force any girl to make a transaction here. It’s always their choice, and the club doesn’t even take a commission from them."
"Then how does the club make money?" Yi Anguo asked. "Surely it’s not providing these services for free, right?"
"The club makes its money from mbership fees," Zhuo Weidong explained. "With an annual fee of 300,000 yuan per mber, do you really think the club isn’t making money? The club holds parties from ti to ti, also tiered. To even qualify for mbership here, you need a net worth of at least tens of millions. A net worth of 10 million only gets you a Regular mbership. You need 50 million for a Gold mbership, 100 million for a Platinum mbership, and over one billion for a top-tier Platinum mbership.
"Furthermore, mberships are by internal referral only. If you don’t have a referral, you can’t join, no matter how much money you have. Only Platinum mbers, with a net worth over one hundred million, are qualified to refer new mbers.
"The parties held by the club are also tiered. So are open to Regular mbers, but others require at least a Platinum mbership to attend. The higher the tier of the party, the more likely you are to see big-na celebrities.
"A Regular mbership costs 300,000 yuan a year. Gold costs 600,000, and Platinum costs 1,000,000."
"What about the top-tier Platinum mbers?" Yi Anguo asked.
"Free," Zhuo Weidong said. "Platinum mbers with a net worth over a billion yuan are a resource for the club. A resource that valuable is scarce. The more mbers like that we have, the better it is for the club. Of course they get to enjoy free mbership."
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