Chapter 2: Ten Trillion Received

“Brother Luo, why don’t we go somewhere else?”

Walking into the bar, where the lights were dizzying and the noise was deafening, Bai Zheli secretly nudged Luo Peng’s arm, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

KIMI.

Across the entire East Sea, it could be called a top-tier nightlife spot. It was rumored that the investor behind it was a big celebrity. Relying on this halo, the bar’s business had been exceptionally booming since it opened, and it was deeply favored by the young masters and socialites of East Sea.

Of course.

Due to its market positioning, the threshold here was relatively high. The average per-capita consumption started at four figures and had no upper limit. For an ordinary college student, coming here was indeed a bit out of place.

Although he had never been here, having studied in East Sea for several years, Bai Zheli had naturally heard of KIMI’s reputation. Some of the rich kids at school would occasionally come here to unwind, but he was just a child from an ordinary family, with monthly living expenses of only a little over a thousand. How could he dare to step foot in such a place?

In fact, when he saw luxury cars like Lamborghinis, Ferraris, and Mercedes-Benz G-Wagons parked in the lot earlier, he had already started to panic.

“It’s fine, Jiang Chen said he’s treating tonight!”

Luo Peng laughed nonchalantly, then draped an arm around Bai Zheli’s thin shoulders.

“Xiao Bai, this is your first time at KIMI, right? Look around, there are beauties everywhere. You shouldn’t waste such a rare opportunity.”

Bai Zheli adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a bitter smile appearing on his fair, scholarly face.

Because he was the youngest in the dorm, his roommates called him Xiao Bai. The “sucker” for tonight was the third-eldest.

Speaking of Jiang Chen, Bai Zheli was actually even worse off than him.

Although Jiang Chen was a famous “simp” at school, he had at least been in a relationship.

But as for their youngest, his romantic history was a blank slate; he was a complete virgin.

“If you see anyone you like tonight, tell your brother. I guarantee I’ll help you land her!”

Luo Peng squeezed Bai Zheli’s shoulder, his tone firm and resolute.

“Alright, don’t lead Xiao Bai astray. Can there really be any good girls in a place like this?”

The dorm leader, Li Shao, stepped in to help Bai Zheli out.

“Boss, that’s too judgmental. Who says girls who go to clubs are bad?” Luo Peng retorted.

Taking this opportunity, Bai Zheli secretly broke free from his grip and stood a bit further away.

Among the four in the dorm, perhaps only the second-eldest, Luo Peng, was the most “successful.” Because he was sunny and handsome, and his family owned a factory, he had already gone through four or five girlfriends. He was quite carefree when it came to romance.

Of course, he never kept his secrets to himself. He often shared his advanced experience with his roommates, claiming that as a man, one must be free and easy. Don’t take girls too seriously; if you click, you date, if you don’t, you break up. Compromising yourself won’t win you true love; at best, it’s just limited pity.

It was hard to say if Bai Zheli and Li Shao took it to heart, but at the very least, Jiang Chen definitely treated those words as wind passing by his ears.

“It’s not that all the girls here are bad, but trying to find a good girl here is like digging for treasure in a landfill.” Dorm leader Li Shao looked at the chaotic dance floor, his head clearly on straight.

“Forget it, I’m not arguing with you.” Luo Peng stopped wasting words. He was naturally most familiar with this kind of place. “Let’s go, let’s find a seat.”

Under normal circumstances, it was hard to get a table at a place like KIMI just by walking in. However, Luo Peng had been here before and had the number of a promoter, so he had booked a booth in advance.

“Jiang Chen, take a look, what do you want to drink?”

Luo Peng knew the ropes. He moved his body to the beat of the music while placing the drink menu handed over by the waiter in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen took it and subconsciously looked at the prices. His pupils contracted involuntarily.

A single bottle of ordinary beer actually cost dozens, and they were sold by the case.

As roommates, how could they not know his situation? Someone who relied on scholarships to pay tuition—how could he afford the consumption here?

“Jiang Chen, let’s split the bill,” the dorm leader, Li Shao, said understandingly.

Bai Zheli couldn’t help but look at the second-eldest, Luo Peng. They could have just found a random place to have a drink, but he had to pick such a high-end spot. If someone didn’t know better, they’d think he was trying to fleece a fat sheep.

“Jiang Chen, order whatever you want. You’re treating tonight, and I’ll pay the bill!” Luo Peng’s smile was bright. As a buddy, he wasn’t trying to make things difficult for Jiang Chen; in fact, he had already decided to pay the tab before they even arrived.

Li Shao and Bai Zheli weren’t too surprised. Since they were all buddies, they naturally knew each other’s personalities.

But what was unexpected was that Jiang Chen didn’t accept Luo Peng’s generosity. He stubbornly said, “I said I’m treating, so I’m treating. Tonight, we drink until we drop.”

Luo Peng wanted to say something but stopped, exchanging a glance with Li Shao.

How stubborn Jiang Chen was could be seen in how he treated Ai Qian.

Once he made up his mind, it was hard for others to change it.

“Fine, if you’re treating, you’re treating!”

Luo Peng didn’t argue and agreed for the time being, thinking that once they had drunk enough, he would secretly go and settle the bill.

He couldn’t afford the expensive liquor, so Jiang Chen ordered two drink packages and a fruit platter.

He had prepared himself to spend two or three thousand. Over the past few years, he had been working part-time while studying. He had spent some money while with Ai Qian, but he still had a little left.

“Drink!”

The four young men clinked glasses, their faces flushed, casting aside all their worries and feeling quite refreshed.

This was what youth was supposed to look like.

“Brother Chen, leaving Ai Qian was the right choice. You’ll definitely find someone better!”

They say truth comes out after drinking.

Clearly, the atmosphere at this moment allowed Bai Zheli to say what he had been hiding in his heart.

“Xiao Bai is right! What is Ai Qian anyway? Look around, which of these girls isn’t prettier than her?”

Luo Peng, sitting next to him, patted Bai Zheli’s shoulder hard. Because of the alcohol, he didn’t control his strength and almost knocked the guy under the sofa.

Drinks sloshed and spilled. Luo Peng held his glass up, swaying, and said heroically, “Jiang Chen, you’re so handsome and talented, your future is limitless. Buddy believes that one day, Ai Qian will regret this!”

This flattery was so much that even Jiang Chen felt a bit embarrassed.

Handsome… if he cleaned himself up, he was indeed decent. Even if he couldn’t be compared to Pan An, he was at least refined and good-looking. His height of 1.76 meters was just right, and his temperament was clean. He was the type who wouldn’t make a bad first impression. If it weren’t for this skin, Ai Qian wouldn’t have agreed to be with a poor kid like him in the first place.

As for talent, winning scholarships every year, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that.

But one had to know, these days it wasn’t about how well you studied, but about your background and family status.

As the saying goes, why should the hard work of your ancestors over three generations lose to your ten years of studying by the window?

“Enough talk, drink!”

“Clang!”

The glass cups collided crisply.

Just as Jiang Chen was about to tilt his head and drink it all in one go, suddenly, a “ding” sounded.

[Suitable host detected, Strongest Simp System binding...]

[Binding complete]

[Ten trillion Simp Credits have been deposited]

(End of chapter)