129: Really Spending Money

In the supreme booth on the second floor of the bar, Li Youqian sat on the sofa, embracing women on both sides.

There were princesses massaging him and pounding his legs both in front of and behind him, and beautiful women in uniform were dancing pole dances before his eyes.

This scene perfectly showcased what is called: a life of debauchery, clinking glasses, and the essence of luxury revealed amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

"Young Master Li~ just one more drink~"

"Wow! Young Master Li is amazing!"

"Young Master Li, your abs are so hard! I wonder if your... is just as hard."

"Young Master Li, I'll feed you fruit, open your mouth, ah~"

The spring night is short, the sun rises high; from now on, the emperor will not attend early court.

Everyone said Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was muddled in his later years, loving beauty more than his empire.

The former Li Youqian didn't understand it either, but now he does.

With soft beauties in his arms, this is true happiness!

It's just that he wasn't born in ancient times; if he had been, he would definitely be a great incompetent ruler!

"Hmm, this watermelon is really sweet."

"Your lipstick tastes pretty good too, I like it a lot!"

He was really foolish, truly.

He only knew the music in the bar was noisy, but he didn't know there was so much happiness in the bar; he really suffered from being unworldly.

It makes sense, a place that countless rich second-generations flock to, how could it be boring?

"Nuo Yi, put the wine on the table aside and bring over the boxes."

He brought three million in cash this time, enough to fill three suitcases.

"Babies, guess what's inside?"

"Guess correctly and there's a prize~"

Li Youqian was already a little drunk at this point; even with his good alcohol tolerance, he couldn't resist so many princesses toasting him in rotation.

"This... couldn't be money, could it?" the girl sitting on Li Youqian's lap was the first to speak.

Such large boxes, and there were three of them, first ruled out the possibility of white powder.

Although people used to do that stuff in bars, now they don't dare to.

"Bingo! That's right."

"Nuo Yi, open all three of these boxes."

As Nuo Yi opened the boxes, crimson banknotes came into view, and the princesses went completely wild.

The visual impact brought by cash far exceeded the cold numbers on a phone.

Li Youqian set down the princess on him, got up, picked up a wad, which was ten thousand yuan, and placed it between her peaks.

"This is your reward."

"Ah!! Thank you, Young Master Li!"

The girl who received the reward kissed Li Youqian's face.

Ten thousand yuan, that was her income for several days.

The income of a princess is very flexible, with a very low base salary.

If she looks good and is open-minded, then bosses will give tips, and her income will increase.

Conversely, those who consider themselves noble might starve to death on the streets of the Demon Capital.

Perhaps some 'holy mothers' will look down on them, slandering and ostracizing them online, but this is an individual's fate.

Fate is not the wind blowing back and forth; fate is the earth, and wherever you walk, it is your destiny.

"No need to thank me, you deserve it."

Then he said to this group of princesses:

"Each of you take two wads, consider it your tips for tonight."

There were 16 princesses in total, twenty thousand for each, plus that ten thousand, it was only 330,000 yuan.

"Thank you, Young Master Li!!"

"Young Master Li, I love you!"

"Young Master Li is the most handsome man I've ever seen!"

This was true, Li Youqian's looks almost made them swoon.

Tall, rich, and handsome, generous, good physique, and abs—what kind of wish-fulfillment novel protagonist is this!

After everyone had collected their money, Li Youqian called over the marketing manager.

"Brother, what can I do for you?"

The marketing manager scurried over, already out of breath by the time she arrived.

"Take fifty thousand yuan for yourself, and then get me a microphone."

Although the marketing manager wasn't as pretty as these princesses, Li Youqian was very satisfied with her service.

"Thank you, Brother!!"

Although giving a microphone to a guest wasn't quite according to the rules, but!

A supreme client among supreme clients like Li Youqian, he himself was the rule.

"I'll get the microphone for you right away."

Although she wasn't sure what Li Youqian wanted the microphone for, she just did as told.

The boss had also instructed her to maintain this client well.

About three minutes later, a "crystal" microphone was handed to Li Youqian.

"Hu~ Hello, hello, everyone, please pause for a moment, all eyes on me."

The previously restless scene quieted down because of this voice.

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, which turned out to be the mysterious President Li who had spent a fortune tonight.

"Whatever happens next, I hope everyone does not crowd."

"Money is good, but personal safety is more important."

Just as everyone was bewildered, Li Youqian picked up a few wads of banknotes and threw them directly down.

(Cough cough, godfathers, don't learn this~ it's illegal.)

Looking at the crimson banknotes, the desire in everyone's hearts was instantly ignited.

Why dance when you can snatch money!!

Throwing one wad at a time wasn't exciting enough, so Li Youqian had Nuo Yi scatter all the money, then threw it down handful by handful.

Instantly, the entire bar was showered in a rain of red banknotes.

"Young Master Li... can we go down and pick them up?"

The princesses on the side looked at this scene, wishing they could immediately join the fray.

"Go ahead, be careful."

There was still a lot of cash, he could scatter it to his heart's content tonight!

Nuo Yi found this scene incredibly unbelievable.

Even after receiving all the knowledge on Earth, she couldn't understand.

Why a few ordinary pieces of waste paper could make people so crazy.

On her planet, only energy was hard currency.

Money, in her view, was just waste.

However, it was these 'waste products' that could be exchanged for a lot of valuable energy.

"What are you thinking? Do you want some too?"

Li Youqian looked back at Nuo Yi, finding her staring at the money in his hand, deep in thought.

"Boss, I don't understand why these waste papers can replace energy for transactions."

Uh... this question really stumped Li Youqian.

"Perhaps it's because productivity hasn't met the requirements."

"After all, the planet I'm on doesn't have the high technology like yours."

"Means of cargo transportation are still at the level of vehicles."

If everyone could have spatial storage tools like Nuo Yi and her kind.

Currency might become worthless.

Productive relations determine the superstructure, and the superstructure acts back on productive relations; anyone who's been to school understands this principle.

"Don't think so much, let's go home."

After playing all night, Li Youqian was also a bit tired.

As for the remaining money...

"Just divide it equally."