Later that night, at the basement level two pool.
Zhang Yang sat at one end of the pool, looking at the girls eagerly waiting at the other.
"First come, first pick. I'll count down from three."
He silently counted to three, and at the far end, water splashed everywhere as the girls leaped into the dozens-of-meters-long pool one after another, swimming toward him with all their strength.
The game itself was hardly creative, but on a pleasantly tipsy night like this, he was the only man, while all the others were girls who looked irresistibly charming to outsiders—girls people might secretly drool over—and they were even wearing swimsuits.
Even the most boring game became colorful.
"I'm first!" A graceful figure suddenly sprang from the water, raising a pale arm high in declaration.
"Make your pick." Zhang Yang smiled.
The girl immediately beamed. Still dripping with water, she got straight to the point and chose what she wanted.
"Wait." Zhang Yang beckoned.
The girl immediately leaned close and bent down to listen, her cleavage smooth and fair.
"You came in first, so I'll give you a special reward." Zhang Yang glanced at her with a smile, casually picking up another cosmetic product and dropping it with perfect accuracy into her cleavage.
"Thank you, handsome Zhang." The girl smiled sweetly, completely unbothered as she bent down and kissed Zhang Yang on the cheek.
Splash, splash.
One after another, the girls emerged from the water.
"I'm second."
"I'm third."
The rankings did not matter. The girls had all seen what happened just now and knew full well that pleasing the godlike man before them was what truly mattered.
These goddesses who were usually aloof and untouchable in public fawned over Zhang Yang in every way, bending down to offer kisses before leaving happily