158: Even succubi have given in?

According to investigations, the per capita happiness index in Kimchi Country is among the lowest in the world.

It is far lower than that of the neighboring Sun Country!

The reasons for this are as complex as they are varied, potentially relating to the wealth gap, lack of humanitarian care, the social environment, international status, and so on.

To put it simply, the people of Kimchi Country cannot satisfy their spiritual pursuits with the material wealth they have obtained!

A frog at the bottom of a well might be very satisfied just looking at the moon, because it simply cannot imagine how vast the world outside is!

But a frog in a lake sees the entire starry sky! It witnesses giant monsters and majestic eagles, and realizes it will always be at the bottom of the food chain.

Therefore, the people of Kimchi Country have broad horizons but low incomes! Consequently, their happiness is very low, and they live in a state of suppressed stress every day. They aren't even willing to have children anymore!

Under such a culture, the nightlife here is very flourishing! Everyone is so suppressed that they must find opportunities to release it!

Who could refuse to come to a nightclub to hunt for beauty, find a beautiful woman or a handsome guy, and have a good time to relieve the immense pressure of life?

While other places are still focused on pure love, the concepts of sex here have become unprecedentedly open; as long as one is beautiful enough and has a health certificate, they can play as they wish!

However, this is only open to the wealthy; if you are both poor and ugly, then sorry, you'll have to find other forms of entertainment.

Since Jiangnan District is already the wealthy area of Seoul, the bars here have the highest density of beautiful women and are the most open areas in all of Seoul!

At a top-tier club named "Olay," luxury and debauchery abound, and the air is filled with the mixed scent of money and hormones.

This is the gold-consuming den for Seoul's elite circles, implementing the strictest "appearance-based entry system"; if your looks score below 90, you don't even have the right to step through the door.

Countless girls harboring dreams of becoming stars, or Internet Celebrities eager to ascend to heaven in one step, fish here every day just for an unknown "chance encounter."

Here, any girl pulled from the dance floor is at the level of a campus belle, and at the very least has the body of a car model!

Looking around, there are indeed clouds of beauties, each dressed sexily and provocatively; for a big shot to come here and spend money is truly an enjoyment!

The Chairman of YG Entertainment, Park Dan-chang, was currently swirling the whiskey in his glass with boredom under the flashing lights. His life was like this drink—expensive, but with only this pathetic bit of stimulation left!

His hawk-like eyes scanned the dance floor and the booths like a lion searching for prey in its territory.

Tonight, which lucky person would be chosen by him, the monarch of this entertainment empire?

Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a booth in the corner and then fixed there.

Sitting there was none other than Wang Qiang.

And in Wang Qiang's arms was a woman with a truly explosive figure. She looked petite and delicate, yet possessed natural top-tier pendulous breasts that were completely disproportionate to her frame; a khaki-colored tight-fitting camisole outlined those breathtaking curves to the fullest, as if they would burst out with the slightest movement.

She was an Internet Celebrity with some fame on Instagram named Pearl, and at this moment, she was snuggling in Wang Qiang's arms like a docile cat, giggling incessantly.

Park Dan-chang smiled slightly, seeing an old friend.

His relationship with Wang Qiang was very good! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them soulmates; he liked this Chinese man's shrewdness, and the two had become like old brothers!

Holding his glass, he walked straight over, followed by two bodyguards.

"Aish, isn't this President Wang seumnida?" Park Dan-chang laughed, his voice arriving before he did. "President Wang is in such good spirits seumnida!"

"Haha, so it's Brother Park."

Wang Qiang looked up and saw the newcomer, a hearty smile appearing on his face. This was one of the few Kimchi Country people with whom he shared similar interests; because of him, he had even played with quite a few female celebrities—a true big shot in the entertainment industry!

Wang Qiang's hand around Pearl showed no intention of letting go.

Park Dan-chang's gaze swept over Pearl without restraint, and then he smiled at Wang Qiang:

"Aish~ President Wang, you lucky bastard, eating so well. How about letting me have this woman tonight? I've been celibate for a month, and today is just the day I'm lifting the ban."

In the eyes of the chaebols, women were nothing more than chips to be exchanged at will.

Pearl's expression changed, and she pouted, not daring to say anything. Although these words were very blatant and cruel, there was nothing she could do; she couldn't afford to offend any of these chaebols.

Wang Qiang gave a hearty laugh, his voice full of vigor.

Give Pearl to him? Wouldn't that be a waste of a heavenly gift?

"Brother Park must be joking," Wang Qiang raised his glass and clinked it with him from a distance. "Miss Pearl cannot be given to you for nothing. My time is also very tight; I only have three days."

Pearl, in his arms, immediately understood and shrank further into Wang Qiang's embrace, looking pitiful.

Petite women like her had been very popular in chaebol circles recently.

Park Dan-chang looked confused, not knowing what Wang Qiang meant by "three days."

Wang Qiang gave a mysterious smile and didn't explain further. Changing the subject, he said:

"Since Brother Park likes Pearl, why don't we play for something exciting?"

He snapped his fingers, and a waiter immediately brought over a brand-new deck of cards.

"We'll play high card. If you win, you take Pearl. If you lose, you let the leader of your company's new girl group accompany me tonight!"

A row of top-tier models, dressed lightly and standing tall, gathered around to cheer for the two chaebols.

"Aish~ Old Wang, your appetite is too big. Not only do you want Miss Pearl, but you also want my Kim Ya-min. Have you been celibate for two months?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Do you dare to play?"

"Shiba! Let's play!"

The waiter dealt the cards, three to each person.

Wang Qiang opened his cards to see a 3, 4, and 5—a straight.

Park Dan-chang opened his cards to see a 2, 6, and 9, all hearts—a flush!

Both were full of confidence, but when they compared the cards, the result was clear: a straight beats a flush! Wang Qiang won!

"Aish, you got lucky this time, but your body might not be able to handle it; Kim Ya-min is a famous South Korean Succubus."

Park Dan-chang exchanged some pleasantries and left shortly after.

Wang Qiang laughed loudly, in a great mood, and left the place with Pearl in his arms, leaving behind a crowd of onlookers.

That night, Kim Seon-ah was delivered to Wang Qiang's villa.

The next day, Park Dan-chang saw Kim Seon-ah limping, which was very strange! He thought she had accidentally fallen, but to his surprise, the usually obedient Kim Seon-ah actually complained to him:

"Chairman Park! I am one of your people after all, can't you show some care for your subordinates? Please don't make me serve that kind of old pervert again, okay? He's even more lasting than those young fitness guys! It's too abnormal!"

Park Dan-chang was dumbfounded.

What was the situation?

When did Wang Qiang become so strong?!

His own pee even splits now, yet this Wang Qiang could actually make a Succubus complain endlessly.

Damn it! It's not fair!

Park Dan-chang immediately dialed Wang Qiang's number, intending to find out the truth.

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