After messing around for a while, Feng Jun realized he could no longer pick out any "good goods," which left him quite annoyed. He pulled two stacks of cash from his handbag and slapped them onto the table—twenty thousand yuan in total.
He spoke to the two young women. "You two go take a look and see if there are any other beauties free. Bring one over, and you get five hundred. If I like her enough to let her sit down, you get a thousand. But... I won't pay for ugly ones."
The two young women really wanted to earn the money. Their table fees were already secured, and any extra they made was a bonus. Helping their sisters earn money would also earn them goodwill. But there was one problem. "Sir, the timing isn't right. We do have plenty of beautiful girls here, but..."
"Have them switch rooms," Feng Jun said dismissively. "Plenty of customers get half-drunk and wander around for a seat. What's the big deal? I wouldn't even look twice at ordinary women."
This request did not fit Elite Club's positioning. Switching rooms was something only low-end venues did. But... the man beside them had money.
So the two young women went out to recruit people. Before long, more lovely young women entered the room.
Feng Jun's cash dwindled five hundred at a time. After a long while, a thousand disappeared at once.
"There really aren't any more," the two young women pleaded. "Sir, your standards are too high."
"I like things in pairs," Feng Jun said, dissatisfied. "Bring one more. If she gets to sit down... the referral fee will be two thousand."
The two young women did not care much; they had already made quite a bit. The newest arrival grew anxious. "Then I'll