Li Baolong focused intently, rapidly acquiring a vast amount of information about Mr. Lai through the spiritual connection. However, the information flooded in like a tidal wave, leaving him no time to process it all. Therefore, he decisively decided to imprint the mark first and deal with the rest later. Li Baolong quickly withdrew his spiritual control.
Mr. Lai seemed to have been partially detached from his consciousness, remaining dazed for several seconds before gradually regaining his senses. Just then, Wanru walked over and, noticing Mr. Lai's vacant gaze, assumed he was tired from drinking too much. She said softly, "Sir, judging from your appearance, you should get some rest when you get back. I'll give you a good massage to help you relax."
Mr. Lai composed himself, stood up, and said to Li Baolong, "Mr. Li, let's call it a night. You should go to your hotel and rest early. Let's meet at the company tomorrow morning to discuss the investment." Li Baolong politely replied, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lai. Okay, see you tomorrow."
A burly bodyguard drove Li Baolong steadily to a grand hotel. The hotel looked impressive from the outside, and the interior was even more luxurious.
The beautiful manager, who had been waiting in the lobby, exchanged a few words with the bodyguard in the black suit who arrived, then walked briskly toward Li Baolong with a smile on her face. "Mr. Li, hello, I am Wang Xiaohui, the hotel manager. It is my honor to serve you." As she spoke, she led Li Baolong toward the elevator.
Wang Xiaohui introduced him enthusiastically, "Mr. Li, you're staying on the fifth floor, in deluxe room 588." Li Baolong simply nodded slightly, followed her into the elevator, and arrived at his room.
This room is really big, over 100 square meters. There's a huge sofa in the living room, which looks extremely comfortable; a spacious bed is placed in the middle of the bedroom; and there's a large bathtub in the bathroom. In short, everything exudes a grand atmosphere.
The beautiful manager smiled and said, "Mr. Li, there is a photo album on the coffee table. If you see a beautiful lady you like, you can just give her a call and we will arrange for her to come over and give you a massage to relax. It's all arranged by the company, so you can just enjoy yourself and have a good time."
Li Baolong nodded slightly and said, "I understand, you can go ahead and get back to work."
After the beautiful manager left, Li Baolong immediately lay down on the sofa, his mind filled with the information about Mr. Lai, and began to ponder it carefully.
Who is this Mr. Lai? He's a major smuggling tycoon in the coastal region! He smuggles goods worth tens of billions every year, earning billions in profits alone. His publicly known fixed assets alone are worth tens of billions, and that's not all. His old family home and fishpond are filled with countless valuables: eight tons of gold, worth approximately one billion Chinese yuan, two hundred million US dollars in cash, and another one billion Chinese yuan in cash, plus several large boxes of jewelry, jade, and other precious stones, worth hundreds of millions. He even has one billion US dollars deposited in Macau casinos.
Why has he been able to remain unscathed for so many years, and even expand his business? It's because he spends billions every year bribing and distributing profits to his local protectors. He has hundreds of henchmen under his command. He also has a secret weapon: the "Pink House." It's an eight-story hotel that houses over a hundred stunningly beautiful women, each one captivatingly gorgeous. Anyone who enters is instantly mesmerized and lingers, unable to tear themselves away.
Li Baolong leaned back on the sofa, his mind already racing with calculations. He thought about the treasures Mr. Lai had hidden in the fishpond at the old house—they were priceless, worth over 3 billion Chinese yuan, which was roughly 5 billion Hong Kong dollars. He was currently short of money, and he absolutely had to find a way to get his hands on this "dirty cash." However, this couldn't be rushed; he'd plan and arrange it properly tomorrow. He was confident in his spatial abilities; storing these treasures would be a piece of cake.
A thought crossed his mind, and he glanced at the photo album on the table, picking it up casually to flip through it. The album contained photos of twenty beautiful women, each accompanied by a description. He first looked at the picture of a girl named Zhang Yali, 20 years old, 166 cm tall, with a college diploma. Li Baolong glanced at it and lost interest, continuing to casually browse through the photos.
When he flipped to number sixteen, his eyes lit up. This girl looked somewhat like Wanru from earlier; she had a vocational school diploma, was 162 cm tall, had a full figure, fair and delicate skin, and was quite beautiful. Li Baolong didn't hesitate much and immediately picked up the phone, saying to the customer service representative, "Arrange for Yaoyao, number sixteen, to come up and serve you." The person on the other end of the line immediately replied, "Okay, Mr. Li, please wait ten minutes."
A knock came at the door. Li Baolong got up and opened it, revealing a young, beautiful woman with a stunning figure. The woman smiled and said, "Hello, sir, I'm Yao Yao from number sixteen, here specifically to serve you."
Li Baolong stepped aside to let Yao Yao into the house, then sat back down on the sofa and looked her over. Yao Yao looked at Li Baolong and asked, "Sir, shall we begin now?" Li Baolong waved his hand and said, "Why don't you chat with me for a while first?" Yao Yao readily agreed, "Sure, I belong to you tonight."
After a moment's thought, Li Baolong asked, "Do you know Wu Lili?" Yao Yao shook her head and said, "No, I've only been working here for a year. I used to work as a hostess at a KTV, but the pay is higher here at the hotel, so I came here. Oh, I see, you're a newbie." Yao Yao continued, "We only have three-year contracts at our hotel. Those with good performance can be promoted to manager or supervisor and work for two more years."
Yao Yao explained that all of their hotel's more than one hundred waitresses were carefully selected. Each person earned three thousand yuan per month, with generous bonuses, which was considered the highest salary level at that time.
The two chatted for about half an hour, and Yao Yao began to actively flirt with Li Baolong. She walked behind him and skillfully massaged his shoulders, her technique somewhat similar to Wang Yan's. Li Baolong, however, became suspicious, worried that there might be a camera in the corner of the room. So when Yao Yao tried to take off her clothes and take things further, he quickly stopped her.
Li Baolong said, "I'll ask you out another day. Tonight, a massage to relax will do." Yao Yao looked puzzled and said, "Don't you like me like this? Most men would be drooling over me, but you don't react at all." As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Li Baolong's private parts. Li Baolong quickly got up and said helplessly, "Yao Yao, I'm tired today. I'll let you have a good time another day."
Li Baolong finally managed to get Yao Yao to leave after much persuasion. He was indeed feeling a bit tired, and he was planning to dig up the master's treasures the next day, so he needed to conserve his energy.
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