How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Is it for the rich that we consider?

That's for ordinary people, isn't it...

Otherwise, how painful it would be for ordinary folks to see the premium service in first class?

If ordinary people knew that on the same planet, some are still working like oxen for their basic necessities, exploited by the so-called blessing of 996, while others are indulging in pools of wine and forests of meat, where the so-called goddesses unattainable for commoners kneel before these rich men, at their beck and call...

Wouldn't that affect unity then...

Mr. Gu couldn't possibly let the countless poor guys online enjoy it with him, so he had to enjoy it for them with tears in his eyes... Experience new tales on empire

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"Mr. Gu, the yacht's gangway is set up, would you like to rest a bit more or would you like to take a stroll on the island?"

Hearing Zheng Jiayi's question, Gu Heng stood up without needing to think at all.

What a joke.

With one or two hundred bikini-clad models waiting for him below, this kind of enjoyment was something probably only emperors of ancient times could have, right?

And it had to be a degenerate emperor at that.

To miss out on such an opportunity and pretentiously rest on the yacht instead?

His brain must be pretty messed up to do that.

Seeing Gu Heng's movement, Zheng Jiayi understood his intention and led him to the gangway...

"Mr. Gu, I need to prepare dinner on the boat, so I won't accompany you down."

Zheng Jiayi was very thoughtful...

Knowing it wouldn't be fitting for a personal butler like herself to follow around in such a scene, she found a reason not to accompany Mr. Gu...

Isn't Zheng Jiayi professional...

So incredibly understanding!

Gu Heng just inwardly sighed in appreciation, then proceeded down the gangway...

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These models were all young, mostly just over twenty years old...

But when it came to being sly, they could completely outwit most college students their age...

When they saw Gu Heng walking down from the Entourage's gangway, they immediately started scheming, their eyes turning into threads of desire...

By now, many party-goers from various yachts had already begun to pick their favorite young models and strike up conversations...

Mr. Gu was quite late getting to the island...

If Mr. Gu had just rented an ordinary yacht to come here, and added to that his identity as a Mainlander, he might not even get a sip of the soup...

But the 60-meter-long Entourage was already a huge bonus for Mr. Gu...

As soon as Gu Heng set foot on land, quite a few models who had been watching began to prepare their approach...

This was not because Mr. Gu had the aura of a protagonist or an air of authority that made him the sole focus of all women...

It was a very normal situation...

Just like those men were picking out models with good figures and looks.

Were the models not also picking out what they saw as higher-quality party companions?

As for how 'high-quality' is defined...

Quite simple...

The wealthier you are, the better...

This sort of fleeting party left no time for deep understanding, so surface judgements had to suffice...

Just like those men wouldn't consider whether any of these models had plastic surgery, the women wouldn't ponder whether Mr. Gu's yacht was rented, they just saw that Mr. Gu's yacht was big and long...

As Mr. Gu reached the center of the small island, a waiter very politely handed him a glass of champagne...

Mr. Gu took a light sip, then placed the champagne on the table...

The rich heirs and tycoons brought their own drinks to the party...

Frankly, the drinks on the island were prepared for the models, mainly to adjust the party atmosphere anyway...

It wasn't low-end, but it wasn't very high-end either.

Even though Mr. Gu wasn't a connoisseur of wine, having just been drinking a bottle of champagne worth more than twenty thousand Hong Kong dollars on the yacht, naturally, he couldn't just accept this ordinary champagne...

Mr. Gu had just set his glass down when several bikini-clad models, showing off nearly three-quarters of their thighs, covering just those two little spots, came over to him with their glasses...

"Handsome, can I get to know you?"

"Yeah, you look so bored here alone."

Although Mr. Gu didn't understand Cantonese, he could grasp the meaning of 'handsome'...

He immediately looked up at the several women before him...

"Hello."

Mr. Gu greeted them with a slight smile.

Hearing Mr. Gu speaking in Mandarin, the girls were slightly stunned, then asked in the same language, "Handsome, are you from the Mainland?"

Seeing Mr. Gu nod, the girls exchanged glances...

The excitement in their eyes was unmistakable...

That's right...

It was excitement...

As the connections between Hong Kong Island and the Mainland became closer, these models, apart from accessing local tycoons, would occasionally attend events in the Mainland...

Their impression of Mainland tycoons was deep...

They were generous...

Compared to the local tycoons of Hong Kong Island, who were used to local play, Mainland tycoons generally spent money freely, and although Mr. Gu wasn't exactly handsome, compared to that group of either pot-bellied greasy middle-aged men or wealthy heirs skinny as beanpoles, he was clearly the better option...

Thinking of this, the girls' enthusiasm soared...

Their cool smooth skin began to cling to Mr. Gu...

Feeling their touch, Mr. Gu had some regrets...

He regretted not wearing a pair of swimming trunks to come down, as that would have increased the area of contact...

This scene in front of him stimulated the group of models who had initially set their sights on Mr. Gu...

Suddenly, they flocked towards Mr. Gu in threes and twos...

Compared to the others who still needed to make an effort to approach, Mr. Gu had done nothing yet already attracted over twenty gorgeous women...