The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

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Escort?

Excuse my ignorance, but I really haven't heard of this before...

Zhou Wang pondered for a moment, then casually tapped on the search feature of a short video app. Seeing the result, a realization dawned on him.

Oh, it's basically a broadened version of "playmate services"!

The entry summary showed that they offered all kinds of dining and entertainment companionship services and could craft personalized plans based on client needs...

Hmm, leaves plenty to the imagination.

Zhou Wang checked a few comments and noticed this industry seemed to have a pretty bad reputation.

As Zhou Wang silently stared at his phone, the girl spoke up in confusion, "Big brother, why are you ignoring me?"

Ranran assumed Zhou Wang didn't find her attractive and wanted to switch her out. Although such situations were rare for her, everyone's taste differs, and some might not like her type.

She felt a bit disappointed because the guy in front of her was genuinely handsome and pushed all the right buttons for her... preferences. It's rare to see clients with such enduring good looks.

But she wasn't too disheartened because, as something of a luxury human scanner, she could tell at a glance that this guy didn't have much financial power.

Aside from the brand-new iPhone 15PM in his hand, everything else he wore was cheap knockoffs from street vendors, meaning she couldn't expect any extra tips from this job.

Hmm, he might even want to haggle...

Zhou Wang looked up, about to explain to the girl that she had the wrong person, but then he noticed the small shoulder bag with the "PRADA" logo she had placed on the table.

Zhou Wang remembered PRADA as a luxury brand, and her outfit looked quite pleasing to him, suggesting her fashion sense was likely better than his.

So Zhou Wang changed his mind at the last minute.

"Sorry, I was just thinking... You're Ranran, right? How much do you charge?"

"Ah, didn't Little Mao tell you?"

Ranran, though surprised, still explained, "It's a thousand a day. From now until nine in the evening counts as a day. You can also pay by the hour, but it starts at three hours, 150 per hour."

Zhou Wang did some calculations. It was indeed more expensive than gaming companions but suited his current situation.

Spending four or five hundred for possibly more professional advice, especially if it could boost his rating a bit, was a bargain.

"Can you do anything?" Zhou Wang asked.

"Uh... Big brother, we provide purely green services. We need to maintain mutual respect throughout the process, no shady stuff."

Ranran didn't expect Zhou Wang to ask so directly and hurriedly clarified, then she smiled and winked at Zhou Wang, "But maybe if we meet a few more times and spend more time together, if we hit it off, we might unlock more possibilities!"

Zhou Wang knew she misunderstood but didn't explain. As for the little schemes in Ranran's words, they didn't stir much within him.

Hit it off? More like money talks...

Although he hadn't messed around much with girls before, in his heyday, he had been surrounded by all sorts of gorgeous women. What types hadn't he seen?

He just lacked practical experience.

"It's like this, I'm planning to buy a few outfits and need someone to help me with some advice. Are you okay with that? Let's go with hourly rates."

"Shopping for clothes? Of course, that's easy!" Ranran nodded with a smile.

"Time's tight, so let's go."

With a strategist in tow, Zhou Wang no longer felt like having coffee and stood up, signaling Ranran to head to the elevator with him.

Most of Henglong's fashion brands were concentrated on the first and second floors, with the first floor having the most. Zhou Wang decided to start his shopping there.

"Where are we going shopping... How about Namping Street? It's not far from here, and there are quite a few clothing stores over there."

After exiting the elevator, Ranran proactively made a suggestion with concern.

She didn't ask for Zhou Wang's budget, but the area had both Uniqlo and Jack & Jones, as well as Semir and Meters/bonwe. Ranran figured they should meet the needs of guys Zhou Wang's age... affordable needs.

Zhou Wang was about to speak when Ranran's phone rang suddenly. She gestured to Zhou Wang to indicate she'd take it and stepped aside to answer the call.

"Hello, Little Mao?"

"What, the client canceled the order last minute? So how... Oh, I see. Okay, I'll be right there!"

Ranran hung up the phone, a bit surprised to realize Zhou Wang wasn't the client who originally placed the order.

Meanwhile, another client had requested her, and after seeing her photo, asked for her specifically. Little Mao mentioned that the client was quite well-off, and as long as Ranran was sweet-talking, a tip was inevitable.

It sounded more promising than accompanying a young guy shopping, though she found Zhou Wang's looks appealing and thought this unexpected order was quite interesting. After a brief internal struggle, Ranran decided to compromise with reality.

Returning to Zhou Wang's side, she didn't have a chance to speak before Zhou Wang pointed to a row of stores ahead and said, "Make a suggestion, which store should we hit first?"

"Huh?"

Ranran was a bit dumbfounded because Zhou Wang was pointing at the flagship brands on Henglong Square's first floor, all with English logos like Balenciaga, Dior, BV, Celine, GUCCI, LV...

"Are you planning to shop at these stores?"

"Otherwise, what am I doing at Henglong Square?"

Zhou Wang replied, a bit puzzled.

"...To stay cool?"

Ranran cautiously suggested.

"So do you have any suggestions or not?"

Zhou Wang vaguely understood why Ranran was shocked but couldn't be bothered to think about it, only impatiently urging her.

He genuinely was in a hurry!

"Uh, I do, I do... How about we start at Balenciaga? Their style is relatively young and might suit you."

Ranran stammered again but finally gave a suggestion.

"Lead the way."

Zhou Wang tilted his head, signaling Ranran to go first.

Ranran bit her lip and, after a brief hesitation, led Zhou Wang toward the Balenciaga store.

Ranran's curiosity was piqued, and she wanted to see if Zhou Wang was playing a fool to ambush or if he genuinely had no concept of the prices of luxury brands.

The two walked into Balenciaga's boutique, and a saleswoman in formal attire immediately approached, politely smiling and saying, "Good afternoon, welcome to Balenciaga Ming City Henglong store. Let me know if you'd like an introduction to any of our products."

"We'll browse around on our own first!"

Before Zhou Wang could speak, Ranran quickly waved her hand.

"Why do you seem so nervous?"

Zhou Wang asked, amused, glancing at Ranran.

Ranran forced a smile; of course, she was nervous. Though she had studied luxury brands, her actual shopping visits were exceedingly rare.

Now, unsure whether Zhou Wang really intended to buy, she was starting to feel awkward deep down.

It's a common sentiment, the idea that strolling through such places without buying anything seemed rather embarrassing.

Zhou Wang, on the other hand, wasn't overthinking it. In the past, he wouldn't have entered such places, but now, with solid confidence, he felt at ease.

However, Zhou Wang, entering a luxury shop for the first time, didn't find much to be amazed by. The store staff's service was courteous, with no condescending attitudes or dramatic scenes. After Ranran's initial comment, except for delivering two bottles of Evian, they merely kept a respectful distance with constant smiles.

In today's era, competition in luxury goods is fierce, and, as a service industry, their sales personnel are increasingly held to higher standards.

Most luxury shop attendants start with a bachelor's degree and undergo rigorous training, offering a level of service that's surprisingly high, contrasting with the often unsatisfactory experiences associated with ordinary brand sales.

Of course, encountering sales under pressure from wasted clients' sales prospects might lead to unpredictable scenarios.

"What do you think of this T-shirt?" In the men's section, Ranran pointed to a piece and asked.

She had figured it out in her mind. Rather than stressing internally, it was better to discern if Zhou Wang truly intended to purchase, moving quickly if not.

To expedite, she deliberately picked a relatively cheaper T-shirt to gauge Zhou Wang's intention.

Zhou Wang took a glance. Ranran had chosen a retro-style off-white T-shirt without the large logo Zhou Wang disliked. Its simplistic style was appealing.

"You decide, and preferably pick out a full set for me to try on," Zhou Wang said, calling over a sales assistant to fetch one in his size for a fitting.

What, pick out a whole set?

Ranran froze momentarily, tempted to ask Zhou Wang if he'd seen the price of that T-shirt.

Zhou Wang had indeed seen it. It was marked at 6,300.

Though admittedly steep, it was much lower than Zhou Wang had initially expected.

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