Seeing me staring blankly, Huang Xin asked me quietly if I had taken a liking to the slender girl.
She told me that the girl was called Bai Xue and had the best figure in the entire model team.
As she spoke, Huang Xin even warmly said to me, "Do you want to pursue her? If you do, I can help you. I have a good relationship with her."
Heh heh!
Of course, I wasn't thinking of pursuing Bai Xue. In fact, when it comes to my requirements for a partner, the first consideration is character and morality, which I can only decide after getting to know a person.
I don't want to be with a woman who seems good-looking but is actually superficial. Some young girls nowadays seem alright on the outside, but when they speak, it's all about superficial trappings. There's a huge disparity between their outward appearance and inner substance, so I prefer to keep my distance from them.
The reason I paid attention to Bai Xue was that I discovered a secret related to "yin techniques", but I couldn't tell Huang Xin about this secret as it would not be appropriate to reveal something personal about her.
"No, no, just curious. Her figure is just too good." I waved my hand, telling Huang Xin.
Huang Xin also said a little enviously, "Yes, our coach in the model team has said that Bai Xue's figure is the perfect golden ratio, with a figure of nine heads. She's destined to become an international supermodel, strutting on the catwalk in the bright spotlight of Milan, Italy, receiving admiration and praise."
I chuckled and told her, "She might become an international supermodel, but that's under the condition that... she can live that long."
"What do you mean by that?" she asked.
"Nothing, nothing. I've got a habit of sarcasm." I tapped my mouth. I almost revealed Bai Xue's secret due to a slip of the tongue.
Since all the members of the model team were present, if I revealed Bai Xue's secret in public, it would be very hurtful to her. I would have to wait until the banquet was over to inquire slowly.
The party continued, and in the meantime, Cheng Yan told me, "Brother Li, I've been dreaming again lately, dreaming of the Fox Immortal. Is it trying to harm me again?"
I comforted Cheng Yan, saying, "How can the Fox Immortal harm you? It's just a lonely person messing with you for fun."
In reality, I knew in my heart that the Fox Immortal was putting pressure on me. She was implying, "The forty-eight days have passed by almost ten days. If you still have achieved nothing by then...hmm."
Thinking of this, I was at a loss. I didn't expect to bring such a big problem by inviting two models to have a drink. "I'll have to give you a toast, Li Ge," a model raised his glass, interrupting my thoughts. Being single, I raised my glass to toast with the model. "Tsk tsk, are you future star models so tasteless? Just drinking with a poor guy, two old men, and a pretty boy? Tsk tsk, so tasteless," said a newcomer. Just as I was about to drink with the model, an unexpected guest arrived. I looked over to see a young man in a suit with a big quiff, using sharp and sarcastic words to criticize us. "Poor guy" was definitely directed at me, as I didn't have any fancy brands on me and was wearing a pair of camel leather shoes. In the eyes of rich people, the brand "Camel" is no different from street garbage. The "two old men" must be Da Jinya and Fengying. As for the pretty boy, that would definitely be Duanguangyi. "Yun Kong, don't insult my friend," Huang Xin spoke up for me, confronting the gentleman named Yun Kong. "Oh, little Xinxin, I didn't mean to insult your friend. It's just that your friend is so unique," Yun Kong said with a smile to Huang Xin. Chen Yan whispered to me: This person is called Yun Kong, and he has recently launched a fervent attack on Xin Xin. Is he your rival? "Get lost, little girl, know your place," I jokingly replied to Chen Yan. I tapped Chen Yan's head, and surprisingly, Yun Kong didn't object. He walked over and tried to push me, but being a big northeastern man, I scared him off with my tall stature. Yun Kong didn't dare to act, and instead resorted to verbal reprimands: are you... so rude? Do you have any manners? Did you graduate from university? "I didn't go to university," I said plainly. "You didn't go to university? No wonder, I wondered why your manners couldn't compare to those of a Harvard graduate like me. I did my undergrad at Peking University, my master's at Tsinghua, and my doctorate at Harvard. By the way, you probably don't know where Harvard is, right? A provincial bumpkin," Yun Kong boasted, belittling my knowledge. I smiled and said that I am from the northeast and of course, I know where Harvard is. "What does Harvard have to do with the northeast?" Yun Kong asked. "Oh! You don't even know that Harvard is in the northeast? Did you graduate from Harvard?" I taunted Yun Kong. Once I said this, the models all stifled their laughter. They were probably wary of Yun Kong's status and dared not laugh, but Huang Xin seemed quite delighted. The other models couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. Feeling that he had lost face, Yun Kong shot me a fierce look and said, "I don't bother with uneducated people; it's too tiresome to talk to them." Having said that, he found a place to sit down. Huang Xin whispered to me that she didn't invite Yun Kong, but he came of his own accord. I certainly believed Huang Xin. Such a tasteful girl would only invite handsome, intelligent, and knowledgeable people to a party, like myself, and definitely not someone like Yun Kong, a spoiled rich kid. Chen Yan also warned me to be careful, saying that Yun Kong's father has a lot of influence in our city, and it's best not to provoke him. "Influence? I'm not afraid. We're accustomed to being the scapegoats in life, sleeping under the sky, and living off the land, barefoot and unafraid of people who wear shoes," I joked. "Enough talk, let's play, let's play." Yun Kong was visibly displeased as I had been chatting with Chen Yan and Huang Xin the whole time. He sat next to the most attractive model, Bai Xue, and grabbed the dice we had been using, saying, "Come on, that country bumpkin, want to play dice with me? Daring enough? Let's play with some stakes, a thousand bucks a game. Do you dare?" "Hmph." I smiled and said, "I don't dare, so how about having my friend give it a try?" "Your friend?" Yun Kong glanced around and disdainfully said, "You mean that pretty boy and those two old men? Come on, I'd really like to see what your friend is capable of." I glanced at Fengying and said, "Old Feng, come and play with this fellow." "Fine," Fengying, proud and lofty, had probably long been fed up with Yun Kong. He said to Yun Kong, "Okay, buddy, how do we play?" "Guess whether it's big or small," Yun Kong said, opening the dice cup. There were six dice inside; 1 to 18 was small, 18 to 36 was big, and a triple automatically wins. He was the banker, and it was a thousand per game. "Let's play, no need for these useless things," Fengying, with an air of superiority, didn't even glance at Yun Kong. "Come on, let's play for fun," Yun Kong casually shook the dice cup and asked Fengying, "Big or small?" "Small!" Fengying said. Yun Kong opened the dice cup to reveal 1, 2, 3, indeed small. "Pay up," Fengying demanded the money outright. "Good luck," Yun Kong reluctantly pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet and handed it to Fengying, muttering that it was just paper for the moment and the real money would come later. Fengying's sassy mouth was in full force, teasing Yun Kong: "Exactly, we've cleaned out your entire house, if we keep playing, you'll only be able to play with me in Monopoly money, and when I win, that really will be just papers." "Tsk." Yun Kong shook the dice again, asking Fengying, big or small. Fengying said small. Yun Kong rolled the dice again, and once more, it was small. He lost again. Yun Kong ended up losing several times to Fengying. Fengying, very graceful, directly handed the winnings to the young models nearby, and this only made his reputation among the models even higher. The rest of us also gained favor from the young models.
"Come again! Get me a hundred thousand yuan." The second-generation rich, Yun Kong, pointed to his follower and sent him to fetch the money.
The follower quickly left to get the money.
Not long after, the follower returned with a black plastic bag.
Yun Kong slammed the plastic bag on the table and looked at me, saying he wouldn't gamble with Fengying anymore and wanted to gamble with me.
I said, "Fengying won so much money from you, and you didn't give it to him right after he came back. Isn't that being a tease? Or are you not a real man?"
Yun Kong was really afraid of Fengying and wanted to save face, so he chose to gamble with me.
I smiled and said, "Alright, let's gamble. But I'm not interested in playing small amounts like a thousand or two thousand. If you leave your hundred thousand with me, I'm also not very willing to play."
"How much do you want to play?" Yun Kong asked.
"Let's go big, fifty thousand. One round to determine the winner, to avoid you constantly challenging me, which is annoying," I replied while shaking my head.
Cheng Yan and Huang Xin hurriedly advised me not to gamble, saying that it's based on luck, and I might accidentally lose all my money.
Especially Huang Xin, he knew that it's not easy for me to make money by tricking people. The proceeds from the past six months might be squandered in just one night.
I patted Huang Xin's hand and reassured her: "When it comes to gambling, it's not only about luck but also about IQ. My IQ overwhelmingly dominates this guy, so I feel like I'm definitely going to win."
After saying that, I stood up and patted my chest, saying to Yun Kong, "We, the men from the northeast, may lack in other areas, but we are tough! Fifty thousand, one round to determine the winner. If you dare, I'm ready to accompany you at any time. I'm just afraid that you'll lose all your money, get a leg broken by your dad, and never be allowed to go to Harbin Buddhist College again."
"Do you think I'm scared of you?" Yun Kong, with red eyes, poked his nose with his middle finger and said, "I'll stand against you right now! I'm not afraid!"
"Then bring the money, a hundred thousand isn't enough," I said.
"I'll go get the money now, you wait for me," Yun Kong instructed his follower to fetch the money again.
The follower said the banks were closed at the moment, and they couldn't withdraw that much money at night.
Yun Kong scolded and told them to figure it out, whether from the company or elsewhere, but he demanded them to bring fifty thousand to teach this arrogant guy a lesson.
This time, his follower went quite far to get the money. When he came back, he had a box in his hands. Yun Kong opened it in front of me, and it was all stacks of cash.
By now, the remaining people in the bar who were dancing and having a good time stopped and gathered around to watch us gamble.
"Is the money ready? We can start," I handed the dice cup to Yun Kong and told him to roll the dice.
But Yun Kong pushed the dice cup away, placed his hands on the table, stared at me, and said, "No, no, no rush. I got my money, what about yours? Fifty thousand is here, I want to gamble with you. If it's not here, what will you play with me?"