Chapter 45

Essentially, Feng Jun was the sort who loved to mess around. The reason he had made this bet was simply because the conversation had pushed things this far.

Zhang Wei and Li Qiang were the same. They had no intention of provoking Feng Jun; they just thought it was fun.

Of course, the two of them were also somewhat unconvinced. Did he really think they didn't use ChatChat?

Anyway, the three of them had come to Mingjue Club to have fun, so they would do whatever was the most entertaining.

The hostess had just helped Li Qiang open his beer when the madam came in again. This time, she had brought only three ladies with her. "Three handsome gentlemen, you should be satisfied this time."

Zhang Wei and Li Qiang nodded together. Both were veterans among women; even without the main lights on, they could tell that these three were far better than the previous two groups.

Still, Li Qiang asked for the lights to be turned on. After looking the three women over, he glanced at Zhang Wei. "Should we let Little Feng go first? Would that affect him?"

"Whatever." Zhang Wei waved a hand. These three had figures, height, and outstanding looks. He immediately made up his mind. "Keep them all. When President Feng is done, let him pick first."

The three professional ladies were all perceptive. They did not hurry to sit down, instead pouring drinks for the three men first. One of them even asked, "Handsome, would you like a fruit platter or something?"

"Just bring it." Zhang Wei waved his hand and spoke with a smile. "We'll watch him work... Oh, right, online sellers don't count."

The three professional ladies grew curious as well and began asking what President Feng was doing.

After hearing the reason, they all covered their mouths and laughed, saying that these men really knew how to have fun.

One of the ladies walked directly to Feng Jun's side and gracefully sat down.

"Wait a moment." Feng Jun swiped through his phone, carefully sorting through the options without even looking up. "Well... don't watch. I'm about to unleash my ultimate move."

The lady could only purse her lips in displeasure, stand up, and leave.

Feng Jun truly did not want to waste energy points casually, but since things had reached this point, he had his pride to uphold. Even if it's for TNT, I have to enter that space a few more times.

However, before entering the space, he had to roughly screen his target first.

He was rather suspicious of IDs with pretty profile pictures. At the very least, they were not the best choice. It was too easy to run into online sellers or insurance agents.

He swiped through several screens without finding anyone who felt right, and Li Qiang started needling him. "I say, President Feng, can you even do this? There are people right beside you, yet you insist on looking through Nearby People."

Just then, Feng Jun spotted a profile picture—a white lotus flower among several lotus leaves.

The woman's ID gave him a very strong feeling. It was called "Good Scenery."

Unfortunately, her Moments were not visible to strangers.

After hesitating for a moment, he switched the phone to his right hand and tapped with his left, silently calling out, Here we go~

The next moment, he found himself in a room. Besides the outer door, there was a smaller door inside, with the words "Good Scenery" written on it.

Feng Jun stepped forward and pushed at the door, but it would not move. He took a few steps back and slammed into it hard.

The impact made his shoulder ache fiercely, yet the door did not budge in the slightest.

Feng Jun was not someone willing to admit defeat. Couldn't break it down in one hit? Then he would hit it a few more times!

I'll ram it, ram it again, ram it once more, keep ramming it...

He slammed into it more than a dozen times. His shoulder hurt so badly that tears nearly came to his eyes. Just as he was wondering whether to continue, he suddenly noticed that the door... had actually loosened a little?

As long as there was a reaction, it was good. Overjoyed, he rammed into it another seven or eight times before finally forcing the door open.

Inside was a small room. There was a table in the middle, and a book lay on top of it.

Feng Jun picked up the book and looked through it. Sure enough, it was Good Scenery's Moments, recording all sorts of her experiences and thoughts.

Even Moments were physical books... He felt too powerless to complain. Author, how badly did you want to publish physical books?

No matter what, Feng Jun was still very happy that he had broken through her restriction and seen her Moments. He had unlocked new knowledge again.

What depressed him, however, was that although this "Good Scenery" liked taking pictures, she... really only liked taking pictures of scenery.

Feng Jun flipped through more than half the book before finally finding a picture of its owner. She was an exceptionally beautiful young married woman.

However, the woman in the photo had seven or eight purplish-red cupping marks on her forehead. She was clearly ill.

Below the photo were her thoughts: "I never realized I could look this ugly [crying]. I don't even want to leave the house. What's even more depressing is that it seems like I can only take care of myself [wronged]."

That made sense. If a woman had Nearby People enabled and was not an online seller, she must be feeling somewhat lonely inside.

Just as Feng Jun was about to put the book down, he discovered a small tablet beneath it. "Huh?"

The tablet actually contained records of the owner's chats with other people, as well as... her contacts.

"Uh..." Feng Jun felt a little embarrassed. This was invading her privacy.

Fortunately, she did not know.

He roughly looked over the people she chatted with and found that they were mainly group chats: classmates' groups, coworkers' groups, fitness groups, and family groups.

Seeing this, he truly could not suppress his curiosity any longer. Although he knew what he was doing was highly immoral, he still opened several group chats one by one.

Good Scenery generally did not speak much in group chats. When she occasionally appeared, it was to post scenic photos. Usually, after she posted a picture, comments like "The gorgeous beauty is traveling again" or "Why didn't the beauty take me with her?" would appear below.

At that point, Feng Jun felt that he could not keep reading—he was truly being too disrespectful toward her.

Yet as if possessed, he still turned on the tablet's rear camera.

The next moment, a deathly pale face appeared on the tablet screen, terrifyingly frightening.

Feng Jun's hand shook in fright, and he nearly threw the tablet away.

But right afterward, he understood—so she was wearing a face mask? In the middle of the night, that was really terrifying.

Good Scenery was watching some web drama while doing her skincare mask. He could vaguely hear dialogue and music.

He could not watch anymore. Feng Jun turned off the camera, thinking, This silly woman actually left the front camera on. If she had turned on the rear camera, I could only have looked at her living environment.

But on second thought, beautiful women all liked taking selfies, so it was perfectly normal for their phones to retain the front-camera setting.

He put down the tablet and book, turned, and walked out of the room. Looking back, he saw that the door had automatically closed again.

Feng Jun was the type who never passed up an opportunity, especially skilled at making reasonable use of resources. Since he was already here this time, he naturally had to go out the main door and look around.

Outside was a corridor with two rows of identical doors. Pictures flickered above each doorway.

Feng Jun turned back to look. Sure enough, there was also a picture on the door he had come through: that white lotus flower.

He pushed open some of the other doors and took a look. They were largely similar, each with a small inner door. Some of those doors were closed, while others stood open.

He wandered into rooms with open inner doors. There were books and tablets inside as well, but the books could only be flipped through for ten pages. The remaining pages were fused together, and for now, there seemed to be no easy way to open them.

Feng Jun guessed that forcing open Good Scenery's inner door had probably temporarily altered the system's data by force. To open the content after those ten pages, he would likely need to put in more effort.

However, he was not particularly interested in peeping at other people's privacy. Knowing that he could do something in this regard was enough. If he truly needed it someday, he could figure it out then.

The next moment, he exited the space and found himself back in the private room.

Zhang Wei and Li Qiang sat not far away, drinking beer while watching him with teasing looks.

This kind of disorienting shift between time and space gave Feng Jun a strange thrill.

Seeing him raise his head, Li Qiang smiled, his expression rather peculiar. "Found one?"

"Of course." Feng Jun nodded, picked up the beer in front of him, and drained it in one gulp.

"Haha!" Zhang Wei and Li Qiang both laughed. Li Qiang held out a hand. "Let me see. What kind of beauty?"

Feng Jun handed over his phone. "Mm, this one... Good Scenery."

"Good Scenery?" Li Qiang took the phone, while Zhang Wei leaned over as well to see what kind of beauty had made the guy so confident.

Li Qiang swiped back and forth twice, then looked at Feng Jun in astonishment. "I say, there's only a photo of a lotus flower. This is the beauty you were talking about?"

"The lotus is exactly the point." Feng Jun nodded grandly, lifted his chin, and declared proudly, "To be honest with you, I have a sixth sense, and it's extremely accurate."

"Haha!" Zhang Wei laughed so hard he bent forward and backward. "President Feng, I really never realized you were this funny."

Ever since the three professional ladies had sat down, the two men had upgraded the way they addressed Feng Jun from Little Feng to President Feng. It was a hint to the women that they should show him sufficient respect.

"That's why... people like you, who don't understand, can't appreciate the mystery within." Feng Jun held his chin high, his eyes full of pity. He was acting as smug as he possibly could.

"You look especially punchable right now." Li Qiang laughed heartily. "Fine, whether she's a beauty or not, you have to add her first... If you can't add her, then everything you say is just nonsense."

"Is adding her really that hard?" Feng Jun held out his hand. "Give me the phone."

Seeing that he was about to add someone, the three ladies gathered around as well. They were all curious how he could be so confident that the other person would definitely approve his request after one greeting.

As beautiful women themselves, the three ladies understood this deeply. There were plenty of people who harassed them daily and wanted to add them. Generally speaking, they could not be bothered to respond to greetings that lacked any finesse.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Feng Jun directly typed a line: "Beauty, I made a bet with my friends that I could add you. Approve me and I'll send you a 100-yuan red packet."

"Wow!" one of the ladies cried out. "President Feng really is generous. No question about it—she'll definitely approve you."