Let's put the investment matter aside for now; after all, it was something to consider only after having enough fun.
For a mega-rich tycoon of Su Bai's caliber, throwing money at an unfinished scenic area was just a matter of a single casual remark.
Naturally, the professional team from White Night Holdings would fly over to handle the follow-up, requiring absolutely no personal effort from him.
Holding Ke Yujia's hand, Su Bai carried the bag of freshly picked winter snow mushrooms and slowly made his way down the mountain, treading on the snow.
Returning to the spring-like warmth of the Aman ultra-luxury suite, their exclusive butler immediately and respectfully took the mushrooms, sending them to the back kitchen for the top chef to meticulously prepare.
After the thrilling sleeping bag experiment during the day, coupled with half a day of trekking through the snowy mountains, Ke Yujia's stamina was completely depleted.
After eating a remarkably delicious wild mushroom dinner, she curled up in Su Bai's arms like a docile kitten and fell fast asleep.
Early the next morning.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the rising sun dyed the rolling snow-capped peaks a brilliant gold.
Su Bai opened his eyes on time. The little childhood sweetheart in his arms was still breathing evenly.
Just then, a crisp, mechanical prompt suddenly rang out in his mind.
Ding! Detected that the host is about to engage in winter sports. Triggering random reward!
Congratulations to the host for acquiring the skill: Skiing (Master Level)!
As the system's voice faded, Su Bai felt an incredibly massive stream of information flood deep into his brain. It contained countless top-tier techniques regarding snowboarding, skiing, alpine downhill, and freestyle skiing.
At the same time, his robust body, which had surpassed human limits, underwent extremely subtle memory adjustments in its muscle fibers.
In just a few seconds, Su Bai transformed from a southerner who had barely touched a snowboard into a skiing god capable of crushing the competition at the Winter Olympics.
"Brother Su Bai, are you awake?"
Ke Yujia rubbed her sleepy eyes, poking her fluffy little head out from under the covers, her voice soft and coquettish.
"Get up, I'm taking you skiing." Su Bai pinched her soft, fair cheek.
After washing up, the two changed into the top-tier Arc'teryx co-branded ski suits worth over a hundred thousand yuan, which the hotel had prepared in advance. Guided by their exclusive butler, they took a VIP private car straight to the resort's core ski area.
As soon as they stepped into the ski resort's exclusive VIP hall, a group of people walked toward them.
Leading the pack was a pot-bellied middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.
The moment he saw Su Bai, his round face instantly piled on an extremely flattering smile. He practically jogged over to greet them, bowing so low he looked like he wanted to fold himself at a ninety-degree angle.
"Mr. Su! Hello, hello! I am the general manager of this ski resort, my surname is Wang." Manager Wang offered a gold-stamped business card with both hands, his tone humble to the extreme.
Su Bai had absolutely no intention of taking the business card; he just cast a faint glance at him.
The exclusive driver beside him, Lao Li, stepped forward and took the business card on Su Bai's behalf.
Manager Wang was not only entirely unashamed, but his smile also grew even more radiant.
He had caught wind from the Aman Hotel last night that this young billionaire staying in the ultra-luxury suite was actually going to fully acquire the unfinished snow mountain scenic area next door, despite the current economic climate!
Manager Wang had been in the local tourism circle for many years. After pulling a few strings to ask around, he was instantly so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
This Mr. Su possessed wealth so massive it completely defied logic, and the way he spent money was outrageously ferocious! He was simply a walking God of Wealth!
For a manager of Manager Wang's level, if he could cling to Su Bai's high branch, even the slightest scraps slipping through his fingers would be enough to feed him for a lifetime.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; he had to seize it even if it cost him his life.
"Mr. Su, knowing you had a skiing itinerary today, I specifically canceled all my meetings to personally make the arrangements for you."
As Manager Wang spoke, he stepped aside with extreme attentiveness, revealing an incredibly tall and hot woman behind him.
"Mr. Su, this is Qiao Xue. She is a retired national skiing champion of our country; her skills are absolutely top-notch. Today, she will act as the exclusive private coach for you and Miss Ke, accompanying and serving you throughout the entire process."
Su Bai slightly raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling upon the woman named Qiao Xue.
It had to be said, Manager Wang had really put some thought into this.
Qiao Xue was wearing an extremely tight, pure white professional ski suit. The fabric was naturally form-fitting, perfectly outlining the devilish figure she had built through years of athletic training.
The fullness of her chest looked as though it would burst the zipper. Below her slender, easily grasped waist was an astonishing peach-shaped bottom and long, straight legs.
Coupled with her cold, glamorous face that carried a hint of valiant charm, she was absolutely a top-tier stunner capable of making countless men's hormones surge.
"Hello, Mr. Su," Qiao Xue stepped forward, her voice crisp and pleasant.
Even though she was a national champion, in the face of this super capital holding the power of life and death, she still had to lower her proud head.
"Mm." Su Bai nodded noncommittally, holding Ke Yujia's hand as they walked toward the advanced VIP ski slope.
Manager Wang was extremely tactful and did not follow to disturb them. He merely kept winking at Qiao Xue from behind, signaling her to make absolutely sure she served this mega-tycoon well.
Arriving on the spacious and smooth ski slope.
Ke Yujia looked at the long skis beneath her feet, appearing somewhat at a loss.
Although she possessed S-level dance flexibility, she was a complete beginner at skiing, a winter sport that severely tested one's sense of balance.
"Miss Ke, please don't be nervous. Relax your body and lean your center of gravity slightly forward."
Qiao Xue demonstrated an extremely high level of professionalism, guiding Ke Yujia very earnestly and meticulously.
Not only did she patiently explain the key points of the movements, but she also personally used her hands to help Ke Yujia adjust her posture.
Ke Yujia learned very seriously. Supported by Qiao Xue, she cautiously attempted to glide on the gentle slope.
However, standing to the side with his hands in his pockets, Su Bai acutely sensed something was slightly off.
While teaching Ke Yujia, Qiao Xue's body orientation would always, intentionally or unintentionally, lean toward Su Bai's direction.
Whenever she demonstrated a move, the tight ski suit would squeeze out an extremely exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio, and she would always deliberately straighten her back, unreservedly displaying her most proud and perfect body curves within Su Bai's line of sight.
Not only that, Su Bai clearly caught that during the pauses when Qiao Xue spoke to Ke Yujia, those eyes drawn with delicate eyeliner would always peek over Ke Yujia's shoulder, secretly glancing at him with a different kind of flavor.
Su Bai couldn't help but use the system's appraisal function, throwing an appraisal at Qiao Xue.
Umm...
No, this purity level wasn't high enough. Forget it.
The system's requirements for S-class goddesses were still too harsh.
Moreover, Su Bai himself was a bit of a neat freak. After all, the female confidantes he currently approved of were all entirely devoted to him and flawlessly pure.
Having money just brought about these kinds of troubles. No matter where he went, there would always be people trying to curry favor, and there would be women approaching him with ulterior motives.
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!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
