Show Your Head

One hundred yuan these days really doesn't amount to much, but when applied to Liaoliao, it counts as a massive sum.

People usually scramble for red envelopes of three or five yuan with great excitement and joy.

Therefore, everyone could conclude that this friend request would almost certainly be accepted.

Li Qiang spoke up, half-joking and half-serious, "I say, Boss Feng, what if she's an ugly woman? Are you still going to send the red envelope?"

"Haha," Zhang Wei laughed too, "If she's ugly, just block her. So this tactic of yours, Boss Feng, is really not simple... it guarantees that the red envelopes you send out only go to beauties."

"High," Li Qiang gave a thumbs up, "Boss Feng's tactic is too high. Spending one hundred yuan to meet a beauty is simply worth it... I've learned another trick from you today, brother."

The hostess, however, said timidly, "What if that beauty isn't next to her phone?"

"I say, do you even know how to chat?" Zhang Wei glanced at her sideways, not really scolding her, but teasing her with a face full of smiles, "Boss Feng only has ten minutes, she must be right there."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Feng Jun, his face full of mischief.

Feng Jun didn't care at all, and said triumphantly, "That's for sure, she must be right there."

Li Qiang picked up his beer and said with a grin, "Boss Feng, I don't even help old ladies cross the street, but I help you... how are you so confident?"

"Must be confident," Feng Jun said, chin held high, "Didn't you see? Her name is Hao Fengjing, just like the 'good scenery of the south, meeting you again at the season of falling flowers'... and I am Feng Jun, aren't I?"

"Pfft," Zhang Wei laughed so hard he sprayed his beer, "Boss Feng is too awesome, he can even recite poetry."

Just then, Feng Jun's phone lit up, and the Liaoliao interface displayed, "Hao Fengjing has accepted your verification, you can now chat."

"Hey, she really was there," one of the young ladies exclaimed, not just to play along; as a professional hostess, it was rare to meet such an entertaining guest.

Hao Fengjing not only accepted the verification, but quickly sent a message, "?[Question]"

Feng Jun opened the red envelope feature, packed a fifty-yuan envelope, and wrote "Hello, beauty" on the cover.

Then, without waiting to see if the other party grabbed the red envelope, he opened Hao Fengjing's Moments, scrolled several times, and finally found that selfie of the beauty, handing it over triumphantly, "Look, is she a beauty or not?"

As for what standard defined a beauty, he couldn't be bothered to discuss it; his buddy was looking for an indisputable beauty.

Crushing it like this was the most satisfying feeling...

Zhang Wei wasn't a sore loser either; once he saw the photo, he immediately nodded, "Holy crap... damn, what kind of luck do you have?"

Hao Fengjing thought she looked uglier than ever, but a beauty is a beauty; the marks from a few cupping therapy sessions couldn't hide that beauty at all.

Li Qiang took the phone to look, was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands toward Feng Jun, "I'm convinced, Boss Feng, I'm truly convinced... may I ask, do you take apprentices?"

The three hostesses saw this, picked up Feng Jun's phone, huddled together to watch, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Really... it's too magical."

"Damn, aside from being a little older, she's practically perfect."

Only one hostess felt a bit jealous, so she pointed out, "Her mouth seems a little too big."

Feng Jun couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind. In his eyes, this Hao Fengjing could be rated a ninety-five just by looking at her face. As for her figure, he could only see the upper half, but it shouldn't be too bad either.

Just then, his phone vibrated once, then vibrated again.

It was Hao Fengjing sending two messages in a row; one was still a question mark, and the other was, "Why is it only fifty yuan?"

Feng Jun took the phone back to reply, "It's like this, beauty, my friends all say you're a plant I hired, so I'm sending fifty first. Let's video chat so you can prove you're really a beauty, and then I'll send the other fifty [Grin]."

Hao Fengjing was silent for about three seconds, and quickly, the interface displayed—"The other party is typing..."

"When you added me, you didn't say anything about a video call [Angry]."

Luohua Shijie: I also called you—beauty, you have to be a beauty for that.

Hao Fengjing: ...

Hao Fengjing: I'm an ugly woman, I don't want that fifty, but I'm not giving you this fifty back either [Sneer]

Luohua Shijie: Beauty, we can't play people like this [Tears]

Hao Fengjing: Doesn't the word 'beauty' refer to gender?

Luohua Shijie: To others, beauty refers to gender; to you, beauty is a real beauty.

Seeing this, Li Qiang gave a thumbs up, "Boss Feng, I don't even help old ladies, but I help you, you're just too awesome."

A hostess nearby covered her mouth and chuckled, "Handsome, one minute you're helping walls, the next you're helping old ladies, what exactly are you helping?"

"I'm not helping anything," Li Qiang kept a straight face, shook his head firmly, and then pointed at Feng Jun, "I only help Boss Feng!"

Hao Fengjing replied again: Fine, hurry up and bring the fifty, or I'll report you to the police for fraud [Angry]

Zhang Wei saw this and couldn't help but smack his lips, "Boss Feng, this one... is quite easy to take down."

Feng Jun looked at him with a beaming smile, "That's for sure, I told you, she is Hao Fengjing, and I am Feng Jun."

As he spoke, he replied to the message, "I saw your Moments, you really are a beauty... alright, the price has gone up. Video chat with me, and I'll pack you an 88-yuan red envelope."

Hao Fengjing: ...You aren't someone I know, are you? [Question]

Luohua Shijie: Video chat, and won't you know? Stop messing around, I'm in the middle of a bet here. [Happy]

Hao Fengjing: ...You guys are really bored. Wait, I'm taking off my face mask.

After waiting for a full ten minutes, Feng Jun's phone finally vibrated again, "Hao Fengjing is requesting a video call with you."

Connecting the call, they saw a face of incomparable beauty. Even though Zhang Wei and Li Qiang had already seen the photos, they couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Feng Jun, you really have an eye for this."

Hao Fengjing was on the other side of the screen, staring intently at the camera with a cold expression as she spoke, "I said, uncover your camera!"

Feng Jun had been blocking the camera with his finger. Hearing this, he chuckled, "I'm a handsome guy, you know. Do you have a red envelope for me?"

With a snort, Hao Fengjing burst into laughter. Her beautiful face thawed, and her expression became even more charming, "Handsome guy... doesn't that just refer to gender?"

"We're at a karaoke bar, just to be clear... and no, we didn't call any hostesses," Feng Jun said with a smile, "We were just bored and made a bet. Don't be angry."

Hao Fengjing gave a light huff, clearly a bit displeased, "Whether you called hostesses or not, what does that have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Feng Jun moved his finger away, waved at her, and said with a smile, "Hello, beautiful!"

"This is a handsome guy?" Hao Fengjing looked at Feng Jun on the screen, a playful look in her eyes, "As expected, 'handsome guy' really just refers to gender."

"How can you say that?" Feng Jun couldn't help but roll his eyes, grinning, "Didn't everyone else say it? It's all about the charisma!"

"Hello, beautiful," Li Qiang snuck behind Feng Jun and waved at her with a smile, "Someone like me is what you call a handsome guy, right? Feng Jun is handsome too, but he's a little worse than me."

Hao Fengjing covered her mouth and giggled, "So you're the one who made the bet. Tell me, are you guys just that bored?"

"Right here, right here," Zhang Wei also leaned in and greeted her with a grin, "Hello, beautiful. I'm the one who made the bet. A real handsome guy. Once I show my face, you won't have to worry about being dazzled by choices."

"Alright, the video call is over," Hao Fengjing reached out and turned off the video.

Then she sent an emoji—a beckoning gesture.

Actually, calling this emoji "beckoning" wasn't quite right; it was more of a "crooking finger" gesture. Her meaning was clear: what about the remaining fifty yuan?

Feng Jun played dumb and sent a message directly, "Which one is the beauty beckoning for?"

Hao Fengjing: Pfft, I'm not beckoning for any of you. You're all uglier than the last.

Luohua Shijie: Don't 'pfft'—if you 'pfft' it, it won't work anymore. How am I supposed to live the rest of my life?

Hao Fengjing: What do I care how you live? Hurry up and send the red envelope! [Angry]

Feng Jun knew that jokes should be kept in moderation, so he sent a red envelope for 88 yuan with the note, "A man of his word."

And then... there was no then. Hao Fengjing claimed the red envelope and didn't pop up again.

Feng Jun and the others settled down and started drinking, but now, the way Li Qiang and Zhang Wei looked at him was a bit strange.

As they drank, Li Qiang took out his phone, "Tell me, Feng Jun, do you dare to be magical one more time... and help me pick one too?"

Zhang Wei, who had his glass to his lips, stopped and watched them talk.

Feng Jun gave a dry laugh, "Stop messing around. Everyone is busy, and don't you have a beauty right there next to you?"

The hostess beside Li Qiang heard this and leaned over, wrapping her arm around his waist and saying coquettishly, "You men, you're always eating what's in the bowl while eyeing what's in the pot."

Li Qiang looked at her and smiled, stroking her cheek, "What are you talking about? You haven't even entered my bowl yet."

His words were somewhat suggestive, but professionals in the nightlife industry had their own ways, "It's already like this, and you say I haven't entered your bowl? Do you have to wait for me to offer myself up to you?"

Li Qiang gave a dry laugh. He worked at a TV station and had seen countless beauties. To be honest, these nightlife girls really didn't catch his eye—and that had nothing to do with whether they were pretty or not.

When it came down to it, for most young, wealthy, and handsome men, pure student girls were their true favorites.

However, for Li Qiang, while student girls were certainly nice, they took a long time to win over, which wasn't really worth the effort.

In this day and age, fast food was available everywhere; who had the patience for slow-cooked meals?

Even worse, once you got involved with a student girl, it was very easy to get stuck with her.

Li Qiang was still young and liked to play around; he didn't want to "end up a shareholder after trying to trade stocks, or end up a husband after trying to pick up girls."

So, he preferred finding a decent girl—the same temperament as Wang Haifeng.

Seeing Feng Jun be so magical, he looked at him with eager eyes, "Brother, Brother Feng, Master Feng... help me add one too."