The One You Asked Out Yourself

Feng Jun had to admit that he thoroughly enjoyed the envious looks in Li Qiang and Zhang Wei's eyes.

Back at the restaurant, the two of them had acted like they owned the world, yet now they could only look at him pitifully.

But then again, even if he had plenty of Energy Points now, he couldn't waste them like this, could he?

So he grinned. "My Sixth Sense only works for me. As for you two... hehe, I'm afraid I can't help."

Li Qiang was sharp enough to tell from his tone alone that he wasn't being entirely sincere.

So he kept clasping his hands. "Boss Feng, do me a favor. I've never liked asking people for help... How about this? Didn't you ask Dawei to find you something earlier? I'll take care of it for you."

"What kind of nonsense is that?" Zhang Wei immediately shouted. "I lost the bet, so I'll accept it. Qiangzi, are you looking down on me or what? I say you should keep betting with Boss Feng."

The other hostesses also joined in, egging him on. "Yeah, handsome, make a bet with Boss Feng."

To be honest, they rarely saw a game this interesting, so naturally they wanted to join the fun.

"Fine." Li Qiang gritted his teeth and named his price. "Boss Feng, if you can use my phone to add a beautiful woman, I'll treat you to Mingjue Club ten times... no, I'll take you to a bar ten times."

Feng Jun rolled his eyes. "What's so fun about going to bars that often? If you can pay cash instead, Brother Qiang, I might consider it."

At Li Qiang's level, directly talking about money in a bet felt a little beneath his status.

But since the other man had named his terms, he nodded without hesitation. "Fine, cash it is. I'll count it as thirty thousand... no, fifty thousand. Deal?"

With his status, spending five thousand on a single trip to a bar was already quite generous.

Still, since he was placing a bet, he had to consider the odds of winning as well. "If you lose, you pay today's bill. What do you say?"

Today's bill wouldn't be too expensive. They were only drinking beer and hadn't ordered any liquor. Most of the expense would be tips for the hostesses and princesses, so five thousand would probably cover it.

Li Qiang was afraid that if he asked for too much, he would scare Feng Jun off, which was why he proposed such an uneven wager.

But Feng Jun was tempted—fifty thousand yuan seemed worth giving it a shot.

If he had run into this bet before selling the jade, he would have agreed without hesitation. But now, he was merely tempted and did not nod right away.

The hostess sitting beside him deliberately changed the subject. "Boss Feng, is that... a tattoo on the back of your hand?"

As she spoke, she reached out a slender finger and lightly stroked his wrist. "Oh, it really is tattooed on."

Feng Jun instantly came to his senses. His strange encounter was immensely useful; it couldn't become a tool for someone else to pick up girls.

Besides, if others had noticed the mark and its color changed, there was no guarantee they wouldn't notice it.

It was better for strange things like this to happen as little as possible.

Another hostess leaned over to look, then smiled faintly. "Hehe, Boss Feng's tattoo is really distinctive... Does it mean anything?"

"I just got it on a whim," Feng Jun replied casually. Then he looked at Li Qiang, a hint of ill intent curling at the corner of his mouth. "Brother Qiang, do you really want to bet?"

"Of course," Li Qiang replied with a smile. "But her looks have to be about on par with your Good Scenery."

"That'll be difficult." Feng Jun shook his head with a smile. "You said it yourself earlier—beautiful women are scarce resources."

Zhang Wei burst out laughing. "Boss Feng is making fun of us again. Beautiful women may be scarce resources for others, but for you, is that even a problem? You can pick them up with a wave of your hand."

He had the same thought as Li Qiang. Now that Qiangzi had brought it up, of course he had to fan the flames.

In fact, that Good Scenery from earlier had quite moved him. Not only was she stunning, but they had met through the Nearby feature, so she probably wasn't too pretentious and should be easy to get.

But she was already Feng Jun's prize, so naturally he would not steal another man's woman.

Feng Jun nodded solemnly. "It really is a problem... I can't just pick them up with a wave of my hand."

Then he looked at Li Qiang again. "Brother Qiang, it's not impossible for me to help you add someone, but I have to make this clear beforehand. If my Sixth Sense chooses someone for you, there are two possibilities..."

He couldn't bluntly refuse him, because others had already seen how he added people.

Come to think of it, he had learned this method from those girls who accepted red envelopes. Since asking for red envelopes could let them rightfully reject harassment, then sending red envelopes naturally allowed him to rightfully harass others.

There was really no difficulty in adding people this way. As long as one was willing to spend money, it worked. And if one wanted to be even sleazier, one could do as Zhang Wei had said—if she turned out ugly, just block her directly and save the red envelope.

In short, there was nothing technical about it. If he could add people this way, Li Qiang could too. All Feng Jun had to do was tap Li Qiang's phone a couple of times.

Just a couple of taps—could he really refuse such a simple request? That would be far too pretentious.

So he could only refuse in another way. "The first possibility is that the person you add might be a beauty. The second possibility is that she might be ugly!"

"Ew." Before Li Qiang could respond, the hostess beside Feng Jun grimaced. "Ugly?"

"That's right, ugly." Feng Jun nodded and stated with complete certainty, "I can guarantee she won't be ordinarily ugly."

"Uh..." Li Qiang grimaced in distress. He was willing to gamble fifty thousand yuan for a romantic encounter. Paying to find an ugly woman... wasn't that sick?

And listen to what the guy was saying—not ordinarily ugly!

Seeing his expression, the hostesses burst into laughter, and the private room filled with cheerful air.

"What's so funny about that?" Zhang Wei was a little displeased. Like most people, although he came to nightclubs to have fun and occasionally took a hostess he liked out with him, deep down he looked down on people like them.

So he could not quite accept his friend being laughed at by a group of nightclub workers.

But he was not one to ruin the mood. The next moment, he turned to Feng Jun and asked seriously, "Two possibilities... so that means she could be either exceptionally beautiful or exceptionally ugly?"

"Of course." Feng Jun nodded, thinking that there was actually only one possibility: exceptionally ugly.

He wasn't stupid. He could clearly sense that Zhang Wei was tempted too. If he showed off by helping Li Qiang add a beauty, Zhang Wei's phone would be handed over next.

Zhang Wei looked thoughtfully at Li Qiang. "Qiangzi... aren't you going to give it a try? She could be a beauty."

Generally speaking, a fifty-thousand-yuan bet was still just a game, only with a little more money involved—even for men of their wealth, it was no small sum.

Li Qiang shook his head miserably. "Paying to find an ugly woman? Dawei, if you want to try it, you do it."

Zhang Wei's eyes shifted. "How about this? If you lose, I'll cover twenty-five thousand for you. What do you say?"

"Not happening." Li Qiang glared and spoke loudly. "Dawei, if you want to try, I can cover twenty-five thousand for you too... no, I'll cover thirty thousand. Why don't you try?"

Zhang Wei laughed. "Fine, I'll try. But Qiangzi... if she turns out to be a beauty, she's mine. Don't even think about getting a piece of it."

Li Qiang's balls started aching again. What if he added a beauty... damn it, I'm paying thirty thousand and getting nothing?

That feeling was truly agonizing.

Just as he hesitated, the hostess beside him urged him on. "Handsome, Brother Qiang... why not try it? If you draw an ugly one, aren't I right here beside you?"

She wholeheartedly wanted to watch the excitement. It was just too entertaining.

"Exactly!" Zhang Wei slapped his thigh and laughed loudly. "You've got a beauty here to rinse your eyes. What are you afraid of?"

Li Qiang gritted his teeth and handed his phone to Feng Jun. "Then let's try it. Dawei, you admitted you'd pay twenty-five thousand."

When people played in public, the important thing was not losing face. It was only money. What was the big deal? It wasn't like he couldn't afford it.

But when Feng Jun saw this, a mischievous impulse arose in his heart. He said solemnly, "Brother Qiang, let's make this clear first. If you add her, you have to do that with her... Otherwise, I'll not only be revealing heavenly secrets, I'll also be defying heaven's will, and that will shorten my life."

"No problem." Zhang Wei nodded decisively. "I support Boss Feng."

Li Qiang turned and glared furiously at him. Damn it, was this the legendary stabbing your brother twice for the sake of a woman?

But Zhang Wei winked at him, the motion so slight it was nearly imperceptible. How would he know whether you actually asked her out?

As for whether Little Feng's life would be shortened, never mind whether that was true or not. Even if it was, it was Little Feng whose life would be shortened. What did that have to do with them?

Li Qiang instantly understood what he meant. But after a brief pause, he still showed the proper amount of indignation. "Boss Feng, if you add an ugly woman, I'll definitely send her your contact card... I'm spending fifty thousand, so we should share blessings and hardships."

The hostesses laughed so hard they swayed back and forth like a flock of hens that had just laid eggs.

But Feng Jun refused to give ground. He shot the other man a sidelong glance. "Brother Qiang, you're the one asking me to help you add someone. It's not like I begged you to let me practice on you."

Li Qiang was choked speechless and rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. Stop talking and get to it."

Feng Jun glanced at him, pushed his phone back, then raised his own. "We have to use my phone. Yours... really won't work!"

Li Qiang lit a cigarette, picked up the beer in front of him, and drained it in one gulp. You're getting more and more carried away.

Zhang Wei watched Feng Jun swipe through his phone, his gaze flickering as though he was plotting something.

The hostesses desperately wanted to lean closer and see how Boss Feng chose people, but someone had already been rebuffed earlier, so they could only watch from afar.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Feng Jun casually swiped his phone twice, then blanked out for a moment. Finally, he raised the phone, grinned at Li Qiang, and said, "When the Flowers Bloom... the one within two kilometers."