I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 304: Chapter 275: Strategy and No Mahjong Tonight, Playing Games

In a bar, you’ll find all sorts of drinkers: thrill-seekers, socializers, relaxers, and folks like Shen Yuan who just drop by casually.

Of course, there’s also people like Meang Kun who are out for a romantic encounter.

He had just left the restroom when he ran into two stunning women.

Though the bar seemed full of beauties, their looks were mostly a product of makeup and lighting. Without it, and under the sun, they might look quite different.

For a veteran of the nightlife like Meang Kun, this was clear.

However, the two girls before him were different; they were both beautiful and well-built, but what was even more attractive was their aura.

Usually, the women in this kind of place wear heavy makeup and dress in nightclub style with dark tones.

But these two were different—one wore a white dress, ethereal and cool, while the other was in a denim skirt and round-toe shoes, looking lively and playful.

So these styles, so different from the usual club scene, combined with their stunning looks and figures, were simply eye-catching.

Meang Kun had been around the club scene for many years, and had seen such sights seldom enough to count on one hand, yet today, he encountered two at once.

His booth companions hadn’t yet arrived, so if he could invite these girls over, their friends on the way could just turn back.

When it came to hitting on women, Meang Kun was experienced. He despised petty tricks, believing in the principle of “simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”@@novelbin@@

Looks plus spending power said it all.

He possessed a decent appearance and came from a well-off family—a 380,000 Yu Wenle Daytona on his wrist proved that.

So, he rarely failed in such scenes.

Unexpectedly, the lady in the white dress just glanced at him indifferently and then looked away, ignoring him as if he didn’t exist.

The playful girl simply smiled, “Sorry, we’re waiting for someone.”

Was he being rejected just like that?

Meang Kun couldn’t accept it and regrouped his thoughts to start again politely, “Waiting for girlfriends? Since everyone’s out enjoying, it’s always more fun together.”

Luo Bingying remained cold and unresponsive, and Zhou Peiwei didn’t feel like elaborating either, just squeaking out a smile and then whispering something to Luo Bingying.

Meang Kun suddenly felt awkward, realizing all the other eyes in the bar were on him; his face heated up with embarrassment.

Then, all of a sudden, a big hand landed on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw the guy he met earlier in the restaurant—Old Jin and Cherng Xian’s middle school buddy—Shen Yuan.

“Looking for my girlfriend?”

Shen Yuan looked at him harmlessly.

“Your girlfriend?”

Meang Kun was startled, “Which one is your girlfriend?”

Shen Yuan blinked, “Can’t it be both?”

Both? Who’s your girlfriend… As Luo Bingying was about to retort, Zhou Peiwei stopped her.

Zhou Peiwei held up a finger to her lips and shushed.

Luo Bingying was speechless. She knew her best friend too well; she just wanted to disgust the guy. But aren’t you two being a bit too childish? Couldn’t you find a better excuse?

Meang Kun twitched his lips, unable to resist saying, “Dude, are you serious?”

Shen Yuan smiled candidly, “Do I look like I’m joking?”

Okay, this is messed up… Left with no choice, Meang Kun walked away. Initially, he didn’t believe it, but since the two girls kept silent, it was impossible to know the truth.

Especially since they had already politely declined him, forcing the issue wouldn’t help.

Besides, on his way here, Old Jin mentioned this annoying guy who could even pin down a tough guy like Fei Bing, so it was better not to offend such people.

Returning to his seat by the two ladies, Shen Yuan poured some drinks and Zhou Peiwei challenged, “Shen Yuan, who exactly is your girlfriend here? Don’t ruin our reputation.”

“Just playing the scene,” Shen Yuan chuckled. “Besides, being my girlfriend isn’t something to be ashamed of, why bring up reputation?”

“All the same, it’s nothing to be proud of. Who knows how many girlfriends you have.”

Zhou Peiwei stuck out her tongue, thinking to herself that guys like Shen Yuan probably had a bunch of girlfriends and it was best not to get involved in a messy relationship with him.

Shen Yuan merely smiled, not saying a word. The more he would explain, the guiltier he would appear. Plus, they would see for themselves what kind of person he was.

Trying to woo a wealthy girl like Zhou Peiwei wouldn’t be easy—spending money wouldn’t cut it, nor would rushing things; he’d just have to take it slow.

“Shen Yuan, do you come here often?” Luo Bingying asked.

She might be cold to others, but she was rather amiable towards Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan shook his head, “Second time here. The first time was by myself, and this is the first time I’ve brought girls.”

“Really?”

Zhou Peiwei expressed her skepticism again.

“Never mind if you don’t believe it.”

Shen Yuan couldn’t be bothered to explain, but someone soon came to explain for him.

Upon receiving Shen Yuan’s message, Li Yuhang dashed over to their booth from who knows where. The two men exchanged a few friendly blows and bantered a bit.

Then Li Yuhang greeted the two women. He knew Luo Bingying, but it was his first time meeting Zhou Peiwei.

Upon discovering that the newcomer was the bar’s big boss, Zhou Peiwei asked, “Boss Li, Shen Yuan said this is his second time here and that he came alone last time. Is that true?”