A true tycoon dares to squander money.
Simply put, it means spending money to do things purely to please oneself, which might seem baffling to others, but they don't really care about the outside world's judgment.
In contrast, Niu Zhihong truly spent every single penny on the cutting edge of posing.
"He is no longer just a simple rich junior; I have to strike hard!"
Poet, music producer, leather craftsman, silversmith, Golden Left Face... so declared fellow student Niu Zhihong.
He had to do something to snatch back the spotlight that belonged to him.
After all, Niu Zhihong had always wanted to take the influencer route. His future plans included appearing on variety shows and even entering the entertainment industry. His family was also planning to pave the way for him. This persona of a noble young master from a prestigious university, it had to be both entertaining and well-connected.
After listening to his roommate talk about that game for a while, Niu Zhihong smiled faintly. "Photography Guy, do you know why no girls have been paying attention to you lately?"
"Why?"
"Picking up girls isn't as simple as just throwing money around or showing off your muscles. A good platform is very important... For instance, why did Su Bai sponsor the anime club? That thing doesn't offer much prestige; it's just a purely recreational club. If I spent money to sponsor the anime club, my father would probably mock me at our family dinner when I go home."
"Then what is he doing it for? It can't be that Su Bai's money is all earned by himself, not controlled by his family, right?"
Photography Guy casually remarked, unintentionally speaking the truth.
Niu Zhihong, however, shook his head with a mysterious look. "That's not important. What's important is that the anime club is now considered Su Bai's territory. With this platform, his future endeavors in picking up girls, hooking up, and changing girlfriends will be much smoother..."
"But I feel like he doesn't even fancy the girls there. It feels like he treats them all as just bros. The quality of Su Bai's girlfriends is... well, pretty outrageous!"
"This is just a temporary phenomenon!" Niu Zhihong slammed his kung fu tea cup onto the table, his words resounding powerfully. "Those girls are too outstanding and all have independent personalities. They will definitely argue and break up with Su Bai in the future... Definitely!!"
Hiss, why did it feel like Brother Niu was gritting his teeth a bit?
Photography Guy detected a hint of jealousy.
Thinking about it carefully, the girls Niu Zhihong picked up really couldn't compare to Su Bai's in terms of quality.
Brother Niu was probably indeed jealous, Photography Guy thought to himself, but he didn't dare to show it. After all, no one wanted to offend a high-profile, troublemaking rich guy.
Besides, Photography Guy was jealous himself. Damn Su Bai!
"Soon, I will prove that Su Bai's success is only temporary. Sponsoring the anime club? Wrong, that kind of platform is too low-level. Let me test you, Photography Guy. What kind of platform do you think can attract the interest of those cosplayers you've been eyeing?"
Although the two of them were actually about the same age, they usually called each other 'Brother' in their daily interactions, which carried a somewhat sarcastic and abstract undertone.
Hearing Niu Zhihong say this, Photography Guy's mind stirred.
This buddy was about to start fantasizing again.
Niu Zhihong usually talked about his grand plans in the dorm, ninety percent of which was pure nonsense.
For example, before the School of Economics and Management's celebration gala last year, Brother Niu claimed he would cover the expenses for all the school's art and cultural galas for the next year, but in fact, he only sponsored one... Although sponsoring even one was quite impressive, it was enough to show that this guy Niu Zhihong bragged without knowing his limits.
However, the roommates were already used to it and just listened to it for amusement.
"Brother Niu, I'm all ears."
"Haha, it's actually very simple." Niu Zhihong pointed to the group chat interface on Photography Guy's computer screen. "Look, these girls really like 2D mobile games. If I open a studio under the guise of developing games and hire them part-time, wouldn't I have frequent opportunities to interact with them?"
"Holy crap... you're right!"
Photography Guy had an epiphany.
You have to admit, he might actually be onto something.
Niu Zhihong's wild idea actually made some sense.
Many times, simply throwing money around might not necessarily win over a girl; one still needs other methods as support.
Power is one of the most classic elements.
Like the boss of a small company in a county town, why is it often easy for him to pick up girls, while a man with a similar income earning a high salary in a big city company finds it not as easy?
It's very simple: the sense of power they project is different.
Moreover, developing games is catering to their interests; the girls would definitely be interested.
"I think this is really plausible. How about you invest in one, Brother Niu?"
"Me? Hahaha, my venture capital firm focuses on incubating high-tech businesses. I'll pass on games and such; they are of no benefit to the country or the people."
Niu Zhihong looked completely serious and solemn.
The truth was, he didn't have the money... Hilarious. Making games burns through so much cash. Sponsoring the school's gala for nearly two hundred thousand yuan made his heart ache for a long time. Did people really think money fell from the sky?
Not to mention anything else, even with Su Bai's spending power, he hadn't talked about setting up a studio to pick up girls...
Just as this thought crossed Niu Zhihong's mind, a new notification popped up in the group chat.
Someone @mentioned Su Bai, telling him to come out and see the good news. They said that this game, which already had its coffin lid half closed, had resurrected. It was jokingly suspected that the game was the incarnation of a glutton, and because its stomach was too big, the coffin lid was the wrong size and couldn't be nailed shut.
After a while, Su Bai popped up in the chat.
[Crispy Big White Goose: Hold your horses]
[Crispy Big White Goose: I was just about to tell you guys about this]
[Crispy Big White Goose: I invested in this studio. There is no financial crisis anymore. Moving forward, my idea is for our anime club to collaborate with the game studio, mainly in terms of promotion. Anyone interested can sign up with me, and we'll create a group to discuss the details.]
[Crispy Big White Goose: [Big White Goose_Red Wine Glass]]
Niu Zhihong: ...
Bro, how come you've already turned my casual bragging fantasy into reality?
Does this make any sense?
Photography Guy was even more shocked. He had actually heard a bit about that game. Although it looked somewhat rough around the edges, from the gameplay and other aspects, it was obvious that effort had been put into it. The development cost wouldn't be low. To throw money at saving this studio...
Suddenly, Photography Guy looked at Niu Zhihong.
Good heavens, he was just talking about investing in games, and it turned out Su Bai actually did invest.
He was very curious to see how the Poser King would react to such an awkward situation.
"Hehe, I seem to have already foreseen a young master whose family is falling into decline... Allowing a child to invest in such a hopeless project, this family's good days are numbered!"
Niu Zhihong offered his sharp critique.
What an angle! Photography Guy was truly impressed. To be honest, when it came to burying one's head in the sand like an ostrich, he really felt inferior...
Meanwhile, in the anime club's group chat, the crowd went absolutely crazy upon seeing the news Su Bai announced!
Our Jiang U anime club is actually collaborating with a game company?
Even though it's a small company, it's still very prestigious. What other school's clubs have such fun activities? Do you have this kind of collaboration, I'd like to ask?
Those few cosplayers immediately private messaged Su Bai, expressing their willingness to collaborate.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
