Su Bai thought back for a moment and realized it was true: very often, a skill useful for one girl would drop as loot from another girl.
What was this called? This was clearly a hint for him to lead his team seriously—never abandoning, never giving up, twisting them all into a single rope, so to speak.
As for that cup of milk tea... through the owner of the OUT12 bar, Su Bai had found the contact information for Lu Yuning's roommate. With just a casual inquiry, the other party had provided all the intel.
It seemed that girls in the nightlife scene had their own hierarchy of class and perspective. Lu Yuning's (former) roommate didn't try to obstruct her relationship with Su Bai, perhaps feeling that blocking it would be useless—like an ant trying to shake a giant tree.
To be honest, Su Bai felt the bar's name wasn't punchy enough. If the number were doubled to OUT24, it might attract more traffic.
Anyway, Su Bai watched Lu Yuning drink her milk tea for a while. Only when he saw her emotions soften and flow did he start talking business.
"Have you ever designed penguin-style playful couple's outfits?"
"...Eh? Penguin? Why penguins?"
"Because penguins pick up little pebbles from the roadside."
"?"
"Hahaha, I'm just talking nonsense... If you haven't done it before, I'll give you a bit more time to let the inspiration brew. No rush."
It wasn't that he had some strange fetish. Su Bai simply felt that the black-and-white color clash suited Zhou Jialu very well. Besides, designing clothes with a slightly strange style could trigger Indulgence Rewards. Everything could be a plaything for indulgence, after all.
Lu Yuning, however, understood it on a completely different level. She didn't know why Su Bai suddenly brought up penguins. What did that animal symbolize?
Her sensitive and slightly quirky brain circuits spun a few times in her head.
A moment later, Lu Yuning said with teary eyes, "Boss, please rest assured, I will work hard to lose weight..."
"???"
Su Bai was stunned for a moment, then he laughed.
Seriously, girl? You're making way too many associations.
"No, don't, absolutely do not lose weight. Your figure is already perfect. There is completely no need to lose weight. Listen to me."
"Woo... okay... Eh? Is that so... The boss actually thinks my figure is... good? Oh..."
She was becoming a bit incoherent.
Unexpectedly receiving praise from Su Bai, Lu Yuning felt a little shy. So Su Bai didn't mean that. Phew, that was close.
In reality, Lu Yuning's figure had been very stable for many years. It was a very healthy weight, but she just looked a bit voluptuous, which made her prone to ridicule from other women.
"Be a little more confident. Oh right, the penguin-style playful couple's clothes are for Zhou Jialu. You can just go find her to take measurements when the time comes."
"Okay, okay! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
Lu Yuning was as earnest as an elementary school student.
This made Su Bai sigh inwardly. Girls with this kind of personality were the easiest to get bullied in the workplace.
Not only would they be assigned heavy workloads, but promotions would never come their way, simply because they didn't know how to slack off or suck up to superiors.
Only after being chosen by Su Bai could her talents possibly be put to use.
From this perspective, Su Bai counted as having done a good deed.
...
"Phew... close call, close call."
After Su Bai left, Lu Yuning patted her chest and muttered to herself.
She hadn't made a joke of herself or caused a mess.
With her level of emotional intelligence, just not making the boss angry during work counted as an extraordinary performance.
Suddenly, Lu Yuning slapped her forehead, remembering she had left an important thing undone.
The original plan was to sound him out while Su Bai was assigning work. She wanted to know if Su Bai had any special thoughts regarding the fact that she had wet the bedsheets.
But she had forgotten.
Forget it, forget it. Not probing was also a good thing. With how clumsy she was, she might have just exposed herself while chatting.
Woo...
Time to get down to serious business. Lu Yuning looked around furtively, confirming that the doors, windows, and curtains were all closed tight. She adjusted the room lights to the dimmest setting.
Traditional handiwork, let's go!
It was a bit embarrassing to say, but she was actually somewhat addicted to that act. After meeting Su Bai, picturing his handsome face made it even more flavorful.
Round one, two and a half minutes...
Damn, that was way too fast. It was all because Boss Su Bai was too tempting. When Su Bai was sitting and chatting with her today, they were quite close. She could clearly smell the faint, fresh, and slightly bitter scent on him. It smelled so good.
Lu Yuning's gaze grew increasingly hazy. The night was still long, and her favorite segment looked like it would continue for a long time...
[Detected favorability increase from S-Class Goddess Lu Yuning, 85-->86. Reward: One lucky draw chance.]
Driving his car, Su Bai saw the notification from the System pop up before his eyes, but his state of mind remained completely unrippled.
At this point, facing the girls' self-conquest, he had learned to remain calm in the face of both favor and disgrace.
He was used to it, so to speak.
With his high charisma, girls were supposed to conquer themselves. He, Su Bai, only needed to apply a few small stratagems and wait to feast.
[Summer Lin: I'm ready]
[Crispy Skin Great White Goose: Perfect, I just finished up here too.]
[Crispy Skin Great White Goose: [Great White Goose_Spiral Dash]]
[Summer Lin: I'll wait for you at the Little West Gate]
Oh yeah, the Little West Gate... truly a legendary location. He felt that Director Xia going to the Little West Gate to wait for him also carried a layer of implication.
That was the starting point for many couples' dates, and also the legendary pickup spot for female students accepting sponsorship from members of society.
As the sugar daddy, Su Bai expressed that this was correct. The Little West Gate was correct; the Little West Gate wasn't messing around.
So the question arose: did Xia Lin hope that Su Bai would do a little something more to her tonight?
Su Bai decided to go with the flow. If the atmosphere was right, he would charge. After all, Xia Lin's favorability toward him was high enough.
...
Graduate Dormitory.
Xia Lin looked at the small black and gold box on the table, gritted her teeth, and stuffed it into her handbag.
There were six inside in total. That should... be enough, right?
She lacked understanding of matters in that department. All her knowledge was hearsay; she was purely a theoretical expert.
But tonight, she had to try hard to make something happen with Su Bai. There were two reasons.
The first was that through her family's network, Xia Lin had learned about the situation between Su Bai and Liu Chen'ang... well, she should be called Liu Chenyang. Although not many people knew, the remarkably well-connected Xia Lin certainly did.
Su Bai not only seemed to have slept with Yangyang, but he also had a pretty good relationship with Old Liu. If he let his little brother operate like this any longer, he might just turn Old Liu's mindset around and get him to marry his daughter to him.
No way. When it came to wealthy marriages, how could Xia Lin lose to Yangyang!
Although her family's business in Shanghai was doing very well—a tier higher than the Liu family in Jiangcheng—the problem was that Su Bai was from this province. His hometown, Ancheng, was also within the sphere of influence of Jiangcheng. If he married Yangyang, there would be significant benefits.
So Xia Lin felt that she could no longer stubbornly hold onto the reserve of a rich young miss... Yangyang was a rich young miss too, so how come she could enjoy Su Bai's... you know.
Alright, fine. Actually, those thoughts were partly just an excuse. Xia Lin really was pent up, and she wanted it.
The second reason was actually kind of funny.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"