Dancing Night Wanderer (12)

◆Monaco

Monaco is located in southern France, bordering the Mediterranean Sea. It's only 1.49 square kilometers in area and has a population of 25,000—quite small. However, due to the legality of gambling, its tourism industry is extremely developed; the number of tourists arriving daily likely exceeds the local population.
Marissa, who came closest from Madrid, arrived in the morning and checked into the King's Suite at the Royal Hotel. They picked us up at the airport at 2 PM, accompanied by two large cars from the hotel. Sofia arrived a few minutes earlier. Florence, Peven, and the other three boarded the same flight in Paris, so the entire group of twelve met at the airport.
Monaco has a Mediterranean subtropical climate, with warm, rainy winters and hot, dry summers. Late January and early spring are perfect, neither too hot nor too cold. We came from England wearing coats, but here everyone on the streets is already wearing short sleeves.
The Royal Hotel has a casino and entertainment complex below, and the rooms are on the fifth floor and above. The King's Suite is on the top floor, with a living room, dining room, master bedroom, and six other suites, each with its own attendant and driver. It's not cheap—US$9,900 per day.
Marissa reported in the car, "Big sister, I inquired in Madrid and found out that the late Christine Onassis left behind an island. Her husband wants to sell it for a very low price, only fifty million US dollars. It's said to be bigger than this place. Do you want to take a look?"
"How can it be so cheap? It must be very desolate,"
I said. Wushuang disagreed, "This island must have been left by the Greek shipping magnate Onassis. Jacqueline once lived there. They knew how to enjoy life. How could it be desolate? Are there any other options?" "
There should be, but they are all in the Atlantic Ocean. There are many in places like the Canary Islands and the Bay of Biscay, but the wind must be very strong, so they're not very suitable."
I said, "Don't rush. 'Haste makes waste.' Let's take a gamble first and decide what to do after we win the money."
After browsing the King's Suite on the top floor, everyone changed into cool and loose clothes, and then the hotel manager came to visit. He was a handsome white man in his thirties who introduced himself as "Paul." He first offered a polite welcome, then said, "There will be a poker game in the VIP room on the fifth floor at four o'clock this afternoon. It's a group of wealthy people from all over the world, and Mr. and Mrs. Ding are welcome to join."
Wushuang asked who would be there, and Paul replied with a smile, "There's a Greek banker, a South African diamond mine owner, the young master of the Omega watch factory in Switzerland, a small business owner from a French winery, the vice chairman of Ford Motor Company, and the female boss of a French cosmetics company."
"Women are coming? That's great! My wife will have company! How about you personally lead the team?"
Wushuang said seriously to Paul, "Okay, count us in, but it's uncertain which one will participate. Is that alright?"
"Of course not. Our shop is purely a service provider and does not participate in gambling. It doesn't matter whether you or your wife participate."
He took out a stack of VIP cards: "The show on the fourth floor features performances by American Hollywood artists and the Moulin Rouge cabaret. You are welcome to come and watch. Just show your card at the ticket booth to get a free ticket."
Wushuang thanked him: "I heard that the island owned by the former Greek shipping magnate is for sale. Is that true? Where is it?"
Paul smiled and pointed out the window: "It is true. You can see it from the window. It's the fifth island from the left. If you are interested, Madam, our shop can make arrangements. When Mr. Onassis and his daughter were alive, someone offered them 100 million US dollars, but they refused to sell. Now it's only half the price..."
Everyone crowded to the window, where they could see a string of small islands a dozen nautical miles away. The fifth one was the largest. The island was lush and verdant, with some white-walled and red-tiled buildings that looked like building blocks from a distance, hidden among the trees.
Wu Shuang was overjoyed: "Great! Please trouble the manager to take a look at the site tomorrow or the day after. If it's satisfactory, we'll buy it and make it our headquarters."
I asked curiously, "Why sell? Does Monaco own the island?"
"No, sovereignty belongs to the owner of this island. All supplies on the island are provided by locals or France. It's said that supporting over two hundred guards and servants costs at least 500,000 pounds a month. The current heir is only six years old and is under the guardianship of her stepfather, who lives in Paris year-round and probably finds it troublesome!"
500,000 US dollars or pounds is a small sum these days; the daily profits of the seven major stock exchanges are more than that. Therefore, I couldn't help but be tempted. I exchanged a glance with Wu Shuang, and she said, "If that's the case, we'll buy it. Please trouble the manager to make the arrangements. If it's successful, we must thank you properly."
Paul bowed and retreated, repeatedly agreeing.
The wives were all amused, pulling out their cameras and video cameras to observe through binoculars. I said, "Those who want to try their luck, come with me!"
Wushuang grabbed me, asking urgently, "Master, are you really comfortable letting me gamble on Texas Hold'em? Losing money is a small matter, but losing face is what you'll look like!" "
Then what should we do?"
"You're the head of our family, and a consistent winner, so of course you should go. Have the little maid come along as a supervisor, with a minimum bet of ten million pounds."
After nearly a month of recuperation, Heidi not only had her hair cut to ear length in a Hepburn style, but she had also grown to sixty kilograms, her curves were voluptuous, and she was already quite full-figured. Her face and skin were fair and rosy like a baby's, with a pair of bright black eyes and three dimples. She was also smart, lively, obedient, and well-behaved, becoming the family's source of joy.
Although they hadn't consummated their marriage, she already considered herself my youngest wife, the fourteenth in line. She jumped over and coquettishly replied, "Okay! I'll go with you, I promise I won't lose."
"You can go, but you have to keep quiet. Playing Texas Hold'em requires you to keep your emotions in check. Can you do that?"
Heidi nodded seriously. "How about I buy an Arab headscarf? I'll cover my whole head, only showing my eyes, okay?"
Wushuang pinched her cheek, laughing and scolding, "You! You've come up with another new trick. What's the point of covering it up? The most revealing thing is your eyes, you know?"
Heidi groaned, "What am I going to do? I can't keep my eyes closed all the time!"
I said, "Alright! Just remember to keep quiet. Come on, there are still fifty minutes left, let's try our luck in the lobby."
The back half of the lobby on the first floor was the slot machine area, with over a thousand machines. Michiko, who was in charge of miscellaneous tasks this time, exchanged 1200 coins, giving everyone 100. Everyone followed the instructions, pairing up and finding an empty machine to play on.
Wushuang and Angel were together. I brought Heidi. Today she was wearing white cotton pants, sandals, and a silk top with two large pockets. She only wore light purple lipstick, looking as innocent as a student.
I put two hundred coins in her small white leather bag. After walking around, we saw a machine with a computer display showing six, seven, seventy-seven dollars, which was empty, so I asked Heidi to try.
She tried ten dollars without success. On the eleventh, she imitated Wushuang's curse: "Damn it, if I don't win again, I'm done with you!"
I figured out the trick: "There are five wheels inside, each with a different speed. The force you use to pull them matters. Come on, let's work together."
I grabbed Heidi's hand holding the lever and told her not to pull too hard. After five seconds, I pulled hard, and all five wheels spun rapidly. After about a minute, the five wheels stopped at the letter "win," lined up in a row, and the red light on top of the machine flashed.
Heidi jumped for joy, shouting, "Grandpa, we won! We won!"
She hugged me and kissed me, then ran to get a few plastic buckets. She pressed another button, and coins poured out like a fountain, making a pleasant "whoosh, whoosh" sound.
Fen and Fang, who were nearby, ran over to watch and helped Heidi fill the buckets. In no time, fifteen buckets were filled, and the numbers on the display rapidly advanced until only "1111" remained.
Wushuang, Angel, and others also came to help, carrying the buckets to the exchange counter and exchanging them for a check: "Sixty-six sixty-seven seventy-seven dollars."
This time, everyone clamored for my help. I helped each group once. Wushuang and her partner had over 50,000, Michiko and Freya over 30,000, Peiwen and Sophia over 40,000, Fen and Fang over 30,000, and Marissa and Bartini over 20,000, totaling nearly 200,000.
Everyone returned the coins and went up to the second floor via the large spiral staircase in the hall. On the second floor, there were blackjack, three cards, roulette, dice, etc. I instructed, "Everyone exchange 10,000 in chips and go play by yourselves, don't follow me."
Michiko exchanged them, and everyone had ten red chips. Heidi took my arm and we found a less crowded roulette table to sit on. There were instructions in English, French, and German: "Bet on red, black, big, small, pay out 1 for every 1 bet, bet on numbers, pay out 35 times."
I calmed down, watched a few rounds, and placed my ten red chips on number 13. Without a second thought, Heidi bet all ten thousand yuan. Seeing everyone had placed their bets, the dealer flicked the ball in his hand, sending it sliding backward. It circled the outside of the constantly spinning roulette wheel before finally rolling down, bouncing a few times, and landing in the notch in front of the number – number thirteen, as expected.
Heidi, who had been holding my hand tightly, wanted to clap when this happened, but I squeezed her hand back. Heidi turned and kissed my cheek.
The dealer, expressionless, paid out two stacks of gold chips, thirty-five on each side, each representing ten thousand yuan. I told Heidi to take back the red chips, leaving seventy gold chips, and move them to number thirty-three, which surprised everyone at the table.
The roulette spun again, the ball bouncing around before finally landing on number thirty-three. The dealer paused, glanced at me, and pulled a chip box from under the table. From it, he took out 245 large white chips with diamonds in the center, saying, "Sir, Madam, each one represents 100,000 yuan."
Heidi bit her red lips and asked, "What number should we bet on next?"
I shook my head, took back 70 gold chips, and the dealer's face lit up. He urged everyone to bet quickly. Seven or eight gamblers on each side mostly bet on the black or large number 33.
The ball was released again by the dealer, spinning rapidly, bouncing around, making a series of "thump, thump" sounds. It stopped briefly at number 51, then suddenly jumped and landed on number 33.
This time, the gamblers cheered and applauded, creating a commotion. Heidi couldn't help but hug and kiss me. Wushuang and the others were drawn over to see what was happening.
245 multiplied by 35 is 8575! The dealer, sweating profusely, was paying out to the other players while gesturing for help. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he announced, "I'm sorry, sir, the number is too high. We don't have that many chips here. Please wait a moment..."
Wu Shuang whispered to Heidi how much. Heidi told her, standing behind me, leaning down to kiss my ear and whispering, "Honey, I love you so much!"...
The second-floor manager and security guards rushed over, and after understanding the situation, they were shocked. Seeing dozens of eyes staring at him, he could only grit his teeth and wipe his sweat: "Please wait a moment, the number is too high. Let the general manager come, okay?"
I nodded. A white man in his forties, impeccably dressed in a suit, walked in with piercing eyes, followed by two security guards and a man behind him—it was Paul, the manager who had come to my room to invite me to gamble.
Paul, smiling, came over first. Seeing the scene, he immediately said, "Mr. Ding is very lucky. This is our company's general manager, Mr. Schmidt."
I remained seated. Schmidt stepped into the inner circle, surveyed the situation, and nodded to me. The original manager whispered a report, and Schmidt's expression changed. He asked loudly, "How much should be paid out?"
The manager mumbled the word "money," "857.5 million."
The general manager immediately pulled out his checkbook, wrote a check, and presented it with both hands, forcing a smile, saying, "Mr. Ding is incredibly lucky! Winning over 800 million in two rounds is truly breaking the highest record since the city opened. I admire you! How about we talk in the office upstairs?"
I nodded, handed the check to Heidi, and pointed to the white chips on the table. The general manager then obediently wrote a check for 24.5 million.
I distributed the gold chips to the other gamblers at the table, one for each person, and gave the rest to the dealer. He bowed and thanked me with a tearful yet smiling expression. The general manager gave a few instructions, and then, with the guards clearing the way, he invited me to join him.
Wu Shuang and the others followed. When they reached the elevator, the general manager looked at Wu Shuang and the others and said loudly, "Sorry, everything is fine here. Please go back to your games, ladies!"
I knew he had mistaken Wu Shuang and the others for ordinary gamblers, so I quickly clarified, "They are my wives!"
The general manager looked at the group of beautiful women and was shocked. He asked, "All of them?"
I nodded. The guard and Paul, who followed behind, both looked pale and somewhat stunned.
Upon reaching the fifth floor, the general manager specially opened a VIP room and invited us in. A fit and attractive waitress served us drinks. After we sat down, General Manager Schmidt sighed, "Mr. Ding is truly an extraordinary man. Winning over 800 million in just over ten minutes is unprecedented. Although our hotel can afford to pay out, to be honest, Mr. Ding and his wife have suffered a significant financial blow. It might take three to five years to recover our losses. Therefore, we would like to request that Mr. Ding hold onto the checks temporarily while I immediately report to the chairman and devise a proper solution before discussing further."
Looking at Wushuang, she understood and said, "Sure! We're not in a hurry for the money, holding it for a few days is no problem. If you really encounter difficulties, you can offer some shares as an investment, that's fine too!"
Schmidt sighed, "Madam's suggestion is excellent. I will report to the chairman and reply tomorrow, how about that? To express our gratitude to you, sir and madam, all your expenses here will be covered. We only have one request: please refrain from participating in the gambling downstairs."
I nodded, "Okay, let's go somewhere else; we shouldn't be restricted, right?"
"Of course, of course! There are at least ten nearby. If you and your wife are interested, feel free to gamble away. However, it's best to avoid the 'Rome' by the sea; it's run by the Italian Mafia and they don't really like customers winning money."
Everyone knows about the Mafia's exploits, as newspapers and magazines often report on them. I nodded, but I wasn't entirely convinced. Paul glanced at his watch: "Mr. Ding, the VIP room gambling is about to start. You'd better join in; with your luck, you're sure to win big."

◆Gambling Across the Board Heidi

and I entered VIP Room Number One. The large round table was already occupied by six people, all white, aged between twenty-seven or twenty-eight and fifty. Each was elegantly dressed, handsome, and well-maintained. One woman, about twenty-six or twenty-seven, was very beautiful, but unfortunately, her face was covered in makeup, brightly colored, and her expression was aloof and somewhat self-important. Behind her sat a fit young man of twenty-two or twenty-three, probably her lover and bodyguard!
Paul apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, everyone, Mr. Ding was in the general manager's office and is a few minutes late..."
I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with brown skin. Aside from those who knew their stuff, who would recognize my watch and ring, I didn't look wealthy at first glance. Everyone nodded indifferently and looked at Heidi. Only the lady winked and smiled, saying in French, "Not late, not late, it hasn't started yet. Come, sit here."
There was only one empty seat next to her, so I couldn't refuse. I thanked her in French with a smile and went to sit down. Paul personally moved a chair behind him and invited Heidi to sit. The lady then smiled and said, "The rules are all agreed upon: five million US dollars as the minimum, no upper limit. Does Mr. Ding have any objections?"
I said, "No!" I held out my hand, and Heidi handed me all the checks she had given me. I took out two checks, each worth twenty-four million five hundred thousand, and gave them to Paul.
"Exchange five million first!"
Paul placed a tray of neatly arranged chips in front of him, and I casually placed the other check on the table, weighing it down with the tray.
The person next to me, seeing Heidi's youthful and adorable appearance, spoke up again: "Your secretary is so beautiful. Let's talk after we get off the table. How about she be my model?"
I smiled slightly and didn't reply. Heidi had already answered in crisp French: "No, I'm not a secretary, and I don't like being a model."
Everyone looked at her. The woman asked, "Oh! Not a secretary? You're his girlfriend! I'll offer you a ten million franc annual salary, and I guarantee you'll be famous all over the world..."
Heidi blushed and shook her head slightly, "Not a girlfriend, I'm his concubine, the fourteenth."
There's no word for "concubine" in French, so Heidi used "concubine" instead, and even mentioned the ranking to avoid being misunderstood.
This sentence was like a bomb, stunning everyone in the room. A burly man in his forties across from her couldn't help but ask in a South African accent, "What? The fourteenth? What about the others?"
Heidi smiled sweetly, "They went to play at another house, but three didn't come, so we only have eleven."
Everyone was even more surprised. The oldest gentleman spoke in Greek-accented English, "How is that possible? They're not divorced? Do they live together?"
Heidi nodded, and I had to speak up, "Gentlemen, let's begin! You're here to play cards, there's no need to know about my family, is there?"
I looked at the man across from me and said with a smile, "Isn't there a chief in Africa who lives with over a hundred wives?"
Everyone then fell silent. I gestured to the dealer standing to my left to begin dealing.
The dealer was a fit woman in a bikini, very attractive, but far less so than my wife.
She took the cards from the edge of the shuffle machine and dealt them face-up from left to right. The first player tossed in a yellow chip, representing about a thousand dollars. Everyone did the same, so I followed suit.
The second face-down card was dealt in the same order as the first face-up card. Everyone looked at it in their own way; I just glanced at it casually at the table. Heidi, even turned to the side, could still see.
The highest card, an ace, was dealt with for five thousand, and everyone naturally followed suit. The third face-up card was dealt in the same order as the previous round. Someone had a pair of "Q"s and added one hundred thousand. When it was my turn, I covered my cards.
Three times in a row, I folded after the third or fourth card, having already lost over 100,000. The South African couldn't take it anymore: "Mr. Ding, it's not easy to have a showdown with you!"
He had won two hands in a row and was a bit arrogant. I laughed: "Not necessarily! I'll go all the way this hand. Name your price if you have something."
Everyone had good hands this round. On the surface, I had the lowest, a flush of 2, 3, 4 of spades. I didn't look at the hole cards, but I knew it was a 5. If I got an Ace and a 6, it would be a straight, and the other spades would be a flush. But in reality, there were only two spades left, along with the Ace and 6.
Someone bet a million, someone else bet two hundred, and the South African had two Kings and a Jack, calling it "All in." Everyone to his left was unconvinced and called, so I called too. In the end, I won with a small flush, taking in over 20 million. Adding my own four hundred, I had nearly 30 million.
Everyone raised the stakes, and the bets rose, all reaching 10 million. After a dozen or so hands, I took the initiative and dominated, clearing the table again, bringing the total chips to nearly 100 million.
During the third raise, someone raised to 20 million, and the South African raised to 50 million. He had a showdown, going all-in on "Olympia" for 10 million, betting three of a kind against my straight. Actually, I made a mistake; I had a small three at the bottom, and my face-up was AKQJ, with only two high tens shown. I countered with 20 million, and after much consideration, he decided to fold. The player before me only had a pair of kings and only 2 million left, so they compared hands.
I showed her my hand, and she won 6 million from the pot, while I won "Olympia" for 10 million. The South African was furious.
By 6:30, I had a small win and a large loss, accumulating over 300 million. Wushuang and the others knocked and came in; the South African suggested a half-hour break for dinner.
Everyone wanted to take a break and change their luck, so they all agreed. Paul, who was accompanying us, immediately ordered the waitress to bring the menu and said to me, "Mr. Ding and his wife, please join us here! Our French specialties are very famous."
Everyone stood up to stretch.
"The place is too small. How can we all sit at that table over there?"
Paul smiled and said, "Let's open up room number two. That side is empty now." Upon hearing this, the waitress went to the wall and pressed a button. The right wall split in the middle, and sections retracted into the wall, instantly revealing an identical luxurious VIP room!
I led the way, and there was a long dining table, just right for our family.
Wushuang spoke to me in Chinese, asking how much I had won. Heidi answered for me, "Over three hundred million."
"Only that little bit!"
I laughed. "Wife, what do you mean by 'only that little bit'? How are your results?"
Wushuang scoffed, "Who told you to compare yourself to us! We're just having fun, but you have a family to support."
She glanced at the group of people and asked, "Strange! Why are those people staring at us? Haven't they ever seen a woman before?"
"It's all that little girl's fault. Ask her."
Heidi nudged me and rolled her eyes. "She's just telling the truth, what's wrong with that?"
Wushuang asked why, and Heidi whispered the answer. Wushuang smiled and said, "What kind of trouble is this? Does anyone dare to send you to jail?"
The woman couldn't help but come over to do business with me, handing me a business card: "Mr. Ding, my name is Chris. I run a cosmetics business in Paris. Jialan Shinu is our brand. Please give me your guidance!"
I had no choice but to stand up and return her one, repeatedly saying I didn't dare. Chris glanced at the table of beauties: "No wonder good models are hard to find! Mr. Ding has hidden them all away! Could you introduce me to some?"
This made all the wives at the table laugh. Wushuang first beckoned her over and asked the waiter to add a seat.
"Miss Chris, you flatter me. Please come and sit down. My name is Wushuang, I'm the boss, and also the general manager of Ding's Company."
She walked over, took Wushuang's business card, and suddenly asked in surprise, "Ding's, Ding's, is that the Ding's that produces the automatic stock market monitoring system?"
Wushuang invited her to sit down, nodded, and pointed to Friel: "The products are ours, but the production in France is handled by my sixth sister's father's factory."
She looked at Friel, surprised: "You're Friel Regifer! Right? I know your father and brother. Aren't you studying for your doctorate in London?"
Friel also handed over a business card: "I work part-time while studying..."
Then she introduced Angel and the others. She even recognized Angel's father, and was full of surprise that they had suddenly become one of my wives.
Truckloads of food were delivered, and Chris ate at our table. She raised her glass to me, saying, "Mr. Ding, you are truly admirable and enigmatic! Toast to you!"
After the meal, I told Wushuang and the others to go play by themselves, but Chris said, "I'll withdraw and accompany your wife to the show."
She paid the bill, having only lost a little over 30 million.
At seven o'clock, the battle resumed. The five men, who had overheard Wushuang and the others talking to Chris, were both envious and jealous of me, especially the South African, who kept raising the stakes, hoping to win back all his losses in one go. I adopted a long-term strategy, losing a few tens of millions. They thought it was time for a counterattack and unanimously took out their checkbooks and placed them on the table.
In one hand, I started with an ace and raised the stakes: 100,000 for the second card, 1 million for the third, and 10 million for the fourth. The other five had strong hands, some with three of a kind, some with flushes, and everyone called. In the end, everyone got what they wanted: two flushes, one four of a kind, one straight, and one "Fulhouse." I had four acees.
The highest hand on the table was a straight flush, but unfortunately, it was just a flush. He wrote a check for fifty million and threw it into the sea. Another player with a flush, not believing in bad luck, called. The South African had four of a kind, the same as me, with one card at the bottom. After he played five thousand, he added another fifty million, making it one hundred million. The next player had three of a kind, two 3s, and wouldn't give up, so he called. The Greek with a straight thought it over and over, unwilling to give up, and also wrote a check for one hundred million. After I played one hundred million, I added another hundred million, folded a corner off the casino's eight hundred million check, and set it aside.
All five men were stunned. The American with the flush muttered to himself for a while, then wrote a check for 150 million. The other
man with the flush did the same, going all in. The South African wanted to counter-attack, asking me the amount of the check. I didn't answer, just tossed it to him. He picked it up, looked at it, and was shocked. He didn't dare say anything more, only writing 100 million and putting both checks in. Fulhouse did the same. Finally, it was the Greek man's turn. He shook his head, folded his cards, and gave away over 100 million for nothing.
Let's show our cards!
I revealed four aces. Everyone's face turned green. The South African yelled, "Damn! I'm not playing anymore, today's cards are too bad!"
He had no chips left on the table, picked up his checkbook, patted his butt, and left.
The remaining four sat down dejectedly. The old Greek man said, "Mr. Ding, your luck is too good today. I concede defeat. Let's call it a day!"
I nodded with a smile, looked at the other three, and they shook their heads with smiles as well. They each called the waitresses next to them to settle their bills, took back a million or so, and politely shook hands with me before leaving.
Finally, only I was left. After settling the accounts, after deducting the 5% service fee, I won 1.353 billion yuan. I told Paul, "Write a check for 1.35 billion! Three million is the tip." The
half-naked waitresses in the room were overjoyed and came up to kiss me in thanks. I added, "The dealers work the hardest, how about double?"
Paul readily agreed, wrote a check for 1.35 billion, and presented it to me with both hands, along with the two I had already won.
I handed it to Heidi to put away: "Okay, goodbye. If there's another game tomorrow, let me know. Don't forget about the island."
Paul agreed, but said, "Mr. Ding's luck is unparalleled. I'm afraid there won't be many who dare to gamble with you in the future." "
Not necessarily! As long as you keep it a secret, those ladies won't say anything."
Back in the room, a group of women swarmed around me, all like madwomen. Heidi handed three checks to Wushuang. Seeing another check for 1.35 billion, she passed it to Angel, then hugged me and kissed me, exclaiming, "Honey! That's wonderful, wonderful!"
Everyone behind her looked the same. Seeing Chris sitting inside, I quickly stopped them, laughing and scolding, "A bunch of crazy women! Never seen money before? Aren't you afraid the guests will laugh at you? Go brew some good tea so the master can rest, rest."
The ladies readily agreed and pulled me to the large sofa. Heidi saw some brewed tea on the coffee table, quickly poured it for me, and then busied herself taking off my shoes.
I smiled at Chris, who was sitting alone across from me, and said in French, "Please don't laugh, this isn't usually how we are at home."
Chris looked on with envy, "Even though I'm a woman, I envy your boundless good fortune! Any one of these beauties would be a huge help to my products, but I can't persuade a single one of them, it's really strange!"
Friel handed her the check and giggled, "Look at our husband, how much did he win in one day? Can your million-dollar annual salary really sway anyone?"
Chris looked at it carefully, then handed it back to Friel, her face changing color, "How is that possible? More than two billion in half a day, and this 1.35 billion, was it just opened?"
Heidi said sweetly in French, "Of course! Luckily you went with your older sister earlier." "Otherwise, they might have added another two hundred million!"
Chris shook her head and sighed. Heidi recounted the final hand in detail. Wushuang sat on my lap and rubbed my cheek: "Master, you should thank your wife. If she hadn't been at home helping you strategize, you wouldn't have had such a brilliant performance!"
He kissed her forehead: "The biggest contributor today is Heidi. You guys don't know, do you? On the second floor, if she hadn't put her ten thousand chips together with mine, we wouldn't have won so much. So those two chips should be half hers."
Heidi sat to the side, hurriedly waving her hands: "No, no, I don't want the money!"
Wushuang patted her head and asked with a smile: "Silly girl, what do you want if you don't want the money?"
Heidi glanced at me, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head without saying a word. Everyone exclaimed in unison, "Oh!" as if they had just realized something. Heidi threw herself into Wushuang's arms, covering her ears with her hands and stamping her feet, calling out in a sweet voice, "Sister!"
Wushuang patted her back, "Alright! Don't be shy! Tonight you'll serve the master, are you satisfied now?"
Wushuang then rubbed my face, "Tonight the master and the little maid will consummate their marriage, so you'll have a good time. If you're not full, we're always at your service."
I pushed her away, "Alright! I've been sitting for ages, my bones are stiff, I'm going to take a bath. How's your luck? Let's send the guests away early!"
Heidi got up and ran to the master bedroom in a flash. Wushuang sat down to one side, "How can we compare to you? All together we don't even have 500,000."
I got up to apologize to Chris and went to the master bedroom, where I heard Wushuang explain to her in fluent French, "Please don't be offended, we got up at five o'clock this morning, came from Cambridge, and haven't rested since."

◆Investment

Heidi's large eyes sparkled with excitement, her beautiful face beaming with a radiant smile. Though her cheeks were flushed, she showed no fear. She was naked as she filled the tub with fresh flowers, their fragrance filling the air. The low windows opened onto the Mediterranean Sea; even from the tub, one could see the ships on the water and the lights on the shore—it was breathtaking!
Seeing me lower my eyelids slightly, she came to undress me. I kneaded her firm, jade-like breasts and teased, "Wow! They're really ripe, ready to be eaten!"
She pressed against my chest, giggling sweetly, "Okay! Come on, eat!"
I picked her up and stepped into the enormous whirlpool tub, immersing myself in the water. She turned off the water, wrapped one arm around my neck, and held a bamboo shoot to her mouth with the other: "Come on! Eat it!"
I pinched her cheek: "You've been corrupted by your older sister, aren't you ashamed at all!"
"Who said that? Feel my heart, how fast it's beating!"
No need to feel it, I can hear it. I asked, "You really want to..."
She covered my mouth with her soft, sweet lips, and said, "Since entering this family, I never intended to leave alive. These past two months have been the happiest days of my eighteen years. Not only has my appearance changed, but my temperament, knowledge, manners, thoughts, nationality—everything has changed. How could I possibly go back to where I was before? Even if I wanted to go back, I'm afraid it would only be a dead end! If you don't want me, then I'll just have to do what my eldest sister said—die in front of you!"
I kissed her: "Don't say that, how could I not want you? I've liked you ever since you entered this family. It's just that I feel that with your qualifications, you could be a princess. Isn't it too unfair for you to be the fourteenth sister here?"
"Who wants to be a princess! I'd rather be the fourteenth sister. Every sister likes me, teaches me, and helps me. As long as you treat me a little better, I'll be content."
"What do you mean?"
"You won't take me, and you won't teach me the knowledge you've passed on to your sisters. I feel so useless, even worse than Aunt Zhou!"
"Nonsense! If I didn't want you, would you be here? As for not letting you rush your studies, it's for your own good! There are too many strong women in the family, all ambitious, what's the point? I really hope you grow up slowly, not too eager, like Wushuang, only nineteen years old, managing so many things, how tiring!"
Heidi finally understood, slid to the side, hugged me, and said emotionally, "Master, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you! I also wish I never grew up, to always follow behind you and my eldest sister, serving you."
Those pointed jade peaks were right next to my nose, the tender red cherries so tempting, making me unable to resist taking a light bite. After only two or three sucks, they had already swelled up. Heidi groaned, "Ahhh," and whispered, "It's so itchy! Stop it, aren't you tired? Take a bath, I'll give you a massage."
"You can massage too? Who taught you?"
"I already knew how, and later I learned from my fourth sister. I massaged my eldest sister a few times, and she always praised my strong hands!"
Once on the bed, I lay face down, and she knelt beside me to massage me, and she was indeed quite skilled. Later, she straddled my back and slowly moved down to my feet.
Turning to face me, she carefully massaged my face, neck, chest, and abdomen. Her big eyes noticed my shrunken little brother, and she chuckled, bending down to rub it with her spiky tongue. Suddenly, my little brother stood up, startling her. She immediately opened her mouth and began licking and sucking with her small, fragrant tongue.
I was aroused, my whole body burning with excitement, and I laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, aren't you afraid?"
She gave me a flirtatious wink: "No way! Every sister loves it, why should I be afraid?"
I pulled her closer, embraced her, and sucked on her lips and tongue, savoring the rich, fragrant saliva, and tasting her small, cherry-like breasts. She gritted her teeth and helped me onto the horse. Like a phoenix spreading its wings, I knelt and rose, holding my little brother, teasing and prodding in the Jade Stream, performing a series of Tai Chi movements.
Heidi's cheeks burned, she bit her lower lip, her eyes half-closed, panting softly. Every time I touched that small protrusion at the entrance, she trembled and moaned, her secret cave at the bottom shaking even more violently, the fragrant dew constantly gushing out.
I pressed against it, slowly pushing gently. Heidi held her breath and closed her eyes, as if awaiting a thunderous strike.
The cave was tight, making it difficult to move an inch. After only half an inch, I was blocked. I thrust forward, and Heidi cried out, a few drops of blue blood already seeping out.
She stretched out her arms and called out in a sweet voice, "Master, hug me!"
I bent down and she hugged me tightly. I asked, "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head, pressing her feet on her buttocks, indicating to press down further. I slowly pushed forward, feeling her flesh tremble and her muscles quiver, until we reached the bottom. Then she clung to me, murmuring, "Master, Master, we're finally united! I'm so happy!"
What a pure and loving little darling! I resolved to cherish her and let her taste the ultimate pleasure.
I channeled my energy, my little brother transforming into an amoeba, automatically expanding and contracting. She closed her eyes and responded with her own inner energy. We both felt sweetness and comfort until she was exhausted, at which point I stopped, and she asked sweetly, "Master, are you satisfied?"
"My little darling, I'm extremely satisfied!"
I began my second wave of constant energy cultivation, gently and meticulously guiding her to pleasure and stimulation. She moaned, shook her head, and gasped, her face changing constantly, like a peony gradually blooming, radiating beauty and fragrance.
When I helped her reach her first peak, she murmured, "Master, I'm flying! Master, Master!"
She trembled, hugging me tightly, kissing me, and releasing a thick, pure yin energy.
Absorb, synthesize, and return. She slowly awoke, murmuring sweetly, "Master, so blissful! I feel like I'm flying to the clouds."
The second wave of attack began, the movements intensified, and she responded, twisting, thrusting, and contracting. I knew what she meant; she wanted me to experience ecstasy too.
I relaxed and cooperated with her, letting the stimulating, tender pleasure spread throughout my body. I was as defenseless as she was, surrendering myself completely to her.
Suddenly, we were both sweating, reaching our ultimate climax simultaneously. She murmured and held me tighter, trembling together.
I kissed her, our lips met, our tongues intertwined, our breaths connected, our souls intertwined, transforming into a perfect yin and yang.
After a while, I noticed Wushuang come in. She quietly covered us with a blanket and lay down on another bed.
I didn't wake up immediately, guiding Heidi into a deep sleep, adjusting her internal energy, before quietly getting up and moving to Wushuang to offer her pleasure and comfort.
The next morning, I massaged Heidi to relieve the swelling and pain, waking her up. She hugged me, radiant, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Good morning! What time is it, my lord? Time to get up and exercise!"
Wushuang was also awake, and chuckled, "No need to get up. The only downside of this hotel is that there's no swimming pool. If you want to exercise, just do it in bed!"
Heidi turned around and saw Wushuang in the next bed. She nudged me and said, "Good morning, elder sister. Please do some morning exercises with me! I can't take it anymore."
Wushuang came over naked and hugged Heidi from behind, gently twisting her chin, "Nonsense! You look like a blooming peony, more energetic than anyone else. I cherish you and can't bear to ruin you. You take it out on me in the middle of the night. I'm the one who's tired!"
Tired my foot! Look at her face, like a blooming rose. How could she look even slightly haggard?
I moved over and bit her thirty-eight times, laughing and scolding, "You're so heartless! I, the master, relieved your itch and hunger, and you turn around and blame me this morning. What do you mean by that?"
Wushuang was most afraid of this move, so she quickly covered my mouth with her hand, chuckling and begging for mercy, pushing me away, "Master, spare me! I surrender. Please! If you really want to do morning exercises, go find Marissa. I saw she's been empty for a week and is starving!"
I listened carefully. The rooms were quiet, and no one was awake yet. Only one person on the bed was breathing heavily, as if dreaming.
This was a repressed reaction. Marissa had only been back for less than a week; she shouldn't be like this! I thought.
I got up and put on a bathrobe. I said, "No morning exercises today, you two sleep a little longer! I'll go see who's having a nightmare."
The room had no windows, relied entirely on air conditioning, and had no lights, so it was still pitch black. I could roughly see that both large beds were occupied. On the right bed, someone was struggling and groaning, as if fighting someone in a dream.
I closed the door and reached out. She was soaked in sweat and smelled strongly of perfume. Who was this? Why did she seem so unfamiliar?
Suddenly, she hugged me, gritting her teeth and kicking. I chuckled to myself, wondering how I could have such a delusional dream. On a whim, I flipped her over and thrust into her hard several times.
She responded passionately, holding me tightly, and within three minutes, she had ejaculated. As usual, I began to suckle, and just as I was about to kiss her and nurse her, she suddenly woke up and asked, "Who?"
I was startled! What was that language? Was that Chris's voice? The light on the next bed suddenly came on, and the three of us could see each other clearly, but then it went out again. Florie chuckled, "You've got the wrong place, sir. But it's fine this way, Chris's been pestering me, wanting a taste! You should teach her a lesson, so she won't gossip."
I wanted to curse, but Chris had me pinned down, so I was too embarrassed to use too much force. I could only apologize softly in French, "I'm sorry, Big Lu, I was reckless. I didn't know you were here, I thought you were my wife..."
She kissed me, twisting her waist encouragingly. I had no choice but to persevere and continue my journey, while observing the spiritual light with my third eye.
She was still relatively healthy and upright, but she had a lot of pent-up yin energy, and it seemed she hadn't been easily satisfied in the past. I slowly channeled it, releasing it all, sending it to the ninth heaven, and used my mental power to guide her to sleep.
After showering, I climbed onto Freya's bed and scolded her, "Leaving a guest without informing him, making the master look like this, don't you deserve a beating?"
Freya chuckled, "My elder sister decided to keep a guest, I thought she would report to the master. Oh! Be gentle! It's so embarrassing to wake the guest!"
"She won't wake up even if there's thunder, don't worry!"
Freya was finally relieved, and I scolded her until she cried out "Ouch, ouch," as if she were flying to the ninth heaven.
In the morning, I went to deposit checks, over eight hundred million each, and sent them to the bank first. Then I went out to see the sights. When I returned at noon, Paul was waiting in the lobby. As soon as he saw us, he came up to us: "Mr. Ding, the chairman and general manager invite you and your wives to lunch on the basement floor. Are you free?"
I nodded and asked Freya to go upstairs to see if Chris was awake and bring her down as well. The eleven of us then went with Paul to a large suite in the basement.
Unexpectedly, the chairman was a young and beautiful lady, whom General Manager Schmidt called Princess Fanny. Wushuang and I suddenly realized that this Royal Hotel truly lived up to its name and was indeed owned by the Monaco royal family.
Princess Fanny, around twenty-six or twenty-seven, was petite and delicate, standing at only 163 centimeters tall, more than ten centimeters shorter than Wushuang and Michiko. However, inheriting her parents' imposing presence and beauty, she possessed an extremely attractive aura. Beneath her short blonde hair, her eyes were deep blue and narrow, though lacking Wushuang's imposing air.
She was very curious about the group, especially me, constantly scrutinizing me. After the introductions, everyone sat down at the long dining table, and Flora and Chris also came down.
Chris and Princess Fanny were very familiar with each other, and both were somewhat surprised, embracing and kissing on the cheek. Chris sat in the newly added seat next to Princess Fanny, and our family sat side-by-side, making six people on each side, while the general manager sat at the other end of the table.
Chris glanced at me, then asked curiously in French, "What's going on? When did you become the chairperson? What's the dispute between you and our young master?"
Fanny smiled, "I only took it at the beginning of the year. My father dislikes my lack of productivity and insisted that my sister give up the job. It's been less than two months!"
She paused, then asked bluntly, "I only heard that Mr. Ding has fourteen wives. How come you're one of them?"
Chris giggled and glanced at me, "I don't have that kind of luck. Look how beautiful Mrs. Ding is! Why would Mr. Ding take a fancy to me?"
Wushuang sat sideways in the first seat, close to Chris. She patted Chris's hand on the table and laughed crisply, "You flatter me." "With our whole family involved, do you think the Ding family would tolerate a world-renowned businesswoman like yourself?"
Chris squeezed Wushuang's hand in return. "Let's not talk about that. Is there something you need, Fanny and eldest sister?"
Princess Fanny raised her glass to invite everyone to drink, signaled the waitresses to serve the dishes, and explained, "Mr. Ding came yesterday and played three rounds of roulette, winning over 800 million from us. If I have to pay that back, my father will be furious!"
Chris exclaimed in surprise, "What? You want to renege on your debt? Do you know about Mr. Ding's game this afternoon?! He played with his own skill, without cheating."
Princess Fanny patted her. "Why are you so nervous? I heard you lost over 30 million yesterday too. Aren't you heartbroken?"
"Heartbroken is one thing, but I have to accept the consequences. I'm not as good as him, so I have to accept it."
"We're not renegeting on our debt! Mrs. Ding has proposed a better solution. She wants to invest in this hotel. What do you think?"
"Great! With such a skilled protector, we won't have to fear any con artists anymore, right? I heard from my older sister that they're planning to buy Christine's Island and move their headquarters here!"
Princess Fanny smiled at me and Wushuang. "Of course, we welcome Mr. Ding's long-term stay! How about this: our registered capital is 5 billion, but with goodwill, it should be worth 8 billion! Mr. Ding is investing 2 billion, so we'll consider it a quarter of the shares, and you'll give up three board seats. Christine, you tell me, is this a fair and appropriate arrangement?"
Christine nodded and looked at me. "It's very fair. However, I think one of the three directors should be an executive director, someone who can oversee the hotel's operations, or perhaps a supervisor with the right to audit the accounts. That would put people at ease, wouldn't it?"
Fanny laughed loudly. "You silly girl, we've been classmates for over ten years, and instead of helping me, you're helping a new friend who's making you feel bad. You really have a conscience!"
"You want me to speak fairly? I'm a person who keeps public and private matters separate..."
Fanny patted her hand and asked me, "Okay, okay, let's do as the notary said, two directors and one executive director, is Mr. Ding satisfied?"
I looked at Wushuang: "No problem, are there any procedures needed?"
"Of course! After dinner, we'll sign a few contracts, hand them over to the lawyer for formal registration, and you can hand over your checks, okay?"

◆ Joining the Gambling Industry

Wushuang, Heidi, and I signed the formal contract together, appointing Heidi as the executive director. We returned the two checks to her, added the remaining amount, and handed them to the lawyer present. That was considered officially joining the "Royal Grand Hotel."
Heidi was initially unwilling, but after I glared at her, she had no choice but to obediently sign.
Everyone sat in the chairman's luxurious office on the fifth floor, celebrating with champagne and chatting. Just then, a report came up that someone had cheated at a blackjack stall, using sophisticated techniques and winning nearly a million.
Princess Fanny paused, looked at me, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed. I noticed she had a headache, and feeling a pang of pity, I volunteered to go check on her.
Heidi came with me, followed by two plainclothes guards.
The man was an Arab, with a white turban, a full beard, and a wide-sleeved robe; he was tall and strong. A casual glance revealed many small pockets in his sleeves, and his hands moved with incredible dexterity, switching cards in an instant.
On a whim, while he reached for his cards, I used my mind to move a dozen or so cards from the pockets and dump them all onto the table.
The plainclothes guards, now with irrefutable evidence, grabbed him. The dealer exclaimed, "Wow! You cheated! That's unacceptable!"
The man, realizing his mistake, turned pale and hurriedly apologized. The manager collected all the cards and politely invited him to the office. The large pile of chips won on the table was naturally taken by the dealer.
Returning relaxed, Chris asked curiously, "It's resolved so quickly?"
Heidi giggled and replied, "As soon as our master arrived, he automatically revealed everything! All the cards hidden in his sleeve fell onto the table."
Princess Fanny's smile was strained. Wushuang felt sorry for her, "Master, please treat the princess! She always has headaches, especially when she's nervous."
This seemed like an obligation, so I stood behind her, closed my eyes, and looked down. I saw that her brain looked injured, with a blocked blood vessel. When she was nervous, too much blood rushed to her head, causing the headache. I said, "Don't move, I'll massage you." She leaned back in her chair, and
I pressed my fingers against the acupoints on the top of her head. Using my mental energy and heat, I channeled it through my middle finger, carefully dissolving the blood clot in the vessel. I then used my index finger to draw it up, clearing the blockage in the blink of an eye. My index finger had turned black.
Chris stood watching, her face full of surprise. I let go of her hand and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Fanny raised her hand and patted her head, overjoyed, "It really doesn't hurt anymore! Thank you so much..."
She stood up and hugged me to express her gratitude, then glanced at her right index finger and asked in surprise, "Your hand..."
"It's okay! Just wash it off. Where's the restroom?"
She took my arm, "I'll take you there..."
Actually, the restroom was just behind a door in the corner, but she kindly accompanied me inside.
I turned on the tap, rinsed my index finger, secretly forcing out the black fumes, which were then washed away in the water. It was fine in less than thirty seconds.
Princess Fanny was very puzzled. She grabbed the large hand and looked closely, asking curiously, "The blackness was clearly under your skin! How could it disappear all of a sudden? Can you tell me why?"
Looking at her beautiful face, I couldn't bear to lie to her, so I said, "You might not believe me, but I noticed you had a head injury, and your blood vessels aren't very smooth, so you get headaches when you're nervous. Now that the blood clot has been removed, it won't hurt anymore."
"Really? How could I possibly see that? But you're right, I... I was in a big car accident. Please take another look, is there anything else wrong?"
She stepped back a couple of paces, and I closed my eyes to look: "Your sternum, ribs, and right leg bone were all injured, and... your uterus must ache when the weather changes, and you'll have abdominal pain when you menstruate, right?"
Her eyes sparkled, half surprised and half delighted: "Yes, that's so true! But you can cure it too, right? Every time it's windy and rainy, or the seasons change, I suffer terribly. Please help me heal, okay?"
She grabbed my hand, shaking it pleadingly like a helpless little girl. I nodded. "I can use massage and Chinese medicine together. Do you trust me?"
"You can cure such an important part in the blink of an eye, how could the others have any problems? Please start right away, okay?"
"The massage will take half an hour, and it needs to be done in a place with a bed and water. Let's go to my suite upstairs!" "
I've also reserved a room on the top floor, but it's better to go to your room, so the ladies won't be jealous."
She pulled me out. "Mr. Ding is truly a miracle doctor. He has already agreed to treat my other ailments. Does Mrs. Ding mind?"
Wushuang laughed crisply. "Healing is a good thing! What's there to mind?"
Chris chimed in, "The women of the Ding family are the most generous! I also have some ailments. How about we ask the young master to handle them all at once?"
"Alright! Everyone go upstairs. If the wives don't want to rest, go play somewhere else! Be back before six."
Wushuang thought for a moment and agreed, then led the way, leaving only Heidi behind.
Chris asked her curiously, "Why didn't you go?" Heidi explained, "It's my turn to serve the young master these next few days! Besides, I don't like gambling."
This surprised Fanny and Chris, but they didn't say anything. The four of them went up to the top floor together, and Fanny pointed to a door next to her: "Let's go to my room, it'll be easier to change clothes there."
I said, "Okay, you two go first, I'll go change into something more comfortable."
The princess's room was only one room and one living room, but it was very spacious and luxurious, facing the ocean, with a very beautiful view. She pointed to a large yacht in the harbor: "Would you like to go out to sea? You can take my boat."
Heidi clapped her hands and laughed: "Great! I've never been on a boat before!"
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. If you move in, you'll have to take a boat to get around."
I told Princess Fanny to take a fifteen-minute hot bath first. After she went in, Chris squeezed next to me and whispered seductively: "Sir, how about Fanny and I both become your mistresses? I know she's divorced like me and can't find a suitable boyfriend..."
"Don't talk nonsense! You are both people of status and position..." "
Can status and position relieve loneliness? I don't care! I believe Fanny feels the same way. Of course! We can't openly live with you, but what's wrong with occasionally showing affection to us? Little Heidi, do you mind?"
Heidi shook her head and said innocently: "As long as the young master is happy, I believe none of the women in my family mind."
Chris thanked her and then hugged me and kissed me.
I avoided her: "Stop fooling around! Stand still, let me see, where do you feel unwell?"
She obediently stood in front of me, and I closed my eyes to examine her. She had some minor internal organ problems, both of her ribs had been broken, and her facial skin was also in bad condition.
I said, "You use too much makeup, that's why you have skin problems, and your ribs and legs have been broken. They ache whenever it rains or the seasons change, right?"
"You're a miracle worker! I've been in a car accident too, can you help me?"
I nodded: "I'll take care of the princess first, then I'll treat you!"
She pounced on me again to kiss my face, which I blocked with my hand. Heidi laughed and said, "I don't like a face full of powder. If you want to be intimate with me, I suggest you wash yourself clean."
I got up and went to the bedroom to call Princess Fanny to get up. Her face was flushed and she came out wearing a cotton towel bathrobe. I gestured for her to lie flat on the bed, pressed my palm on the top of her head, and channeled my spiritual energy into her body to expel viruses, rheumatism, and impurities.
In the blink of an eye, she felt unbearably hot, as if her insides were burning. Her pores, already opened by the hot water, released copious amounts of slightly fishy-smelling sweat.
Then I had her shower again, changed her sweaty, smelly bathrobe, and laid two towels on the bed for a full-body massage. I applied extra heat to the injured areas, smoothing out the bone fragments. I also worked on her face, smoothing out the fine dents.
She lay quietly, letting me do as I pleased, but her eyes remained fixed on me. My face was sweaty, and my loose clothes were damp. Fanny got up and immediately grabbed a towel to wipe my face, saying gently, "Thank you so much! I feel so relaxed and happy! I haven't felt this way in years."
She helped me sit down and said, "You must be tired! Would you like to take a nap and take off your wet clothes?"
I shook my head, my nose almost touching her bare breasts. She stood before me with her head down, as if she was used to being naked? I said, "No need, I'm going back to my room. I still need to do it for Chris!"
She cupped my face, kissed me gently, and whispered, "I'll wait for you tonight. Could you come and keep me company for a while, and treat your patient again?"
"What illness is there? I promise I'm completely cured. I'll also write a prescription and have someone take it to a Chinese pharmacy to get a powder. Take a spoonful morning and night; it will definitely make you healthier."
Holding my face in her arms, she murmured softly, "There's still a heart ache. I hope you can treat it for me when you have time."
"We'll see! If I can get away!"
"No matter what, I'll wait. Don't disappoint me, okay?"
she said softly, and then went into the bathroom.
I took Heidi and Chris back to their room. Heidi busied herself running a bath for me and finding clothes to change into. I told Chris to take a hot bath too. Half an hour later, I did it for her. Especially her face, smoothing out the fine lines and pits, while warning, "You'd better use less makeup in the future, live a more normal life, exercise more and stay up less. Look at my wife, apart from a little lipstick, who wears powder?"
She obediently agreed, pleading, "If you give me a little love often, I'll be normal. Would you be willing?"
"Sigh! We'll see! I have so many wives, I'm really overwhelmed!"
She raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I heard from Friel that they all both love and fear you, and feel happy, satisfied, and joyful. It's okay if you love me occasionally. I just heard Fanny invite you, shall I go over there too?" She
's so clingy, I shrugged, "Go ahead! I'm tired now, I need to rest for a while, goodbye!"
Back in the master bedroom, I showered again before going to bed and taking a nap with Heidi in my arms.
At six o'clock, Wushuang and the others came back, saying they found several Chinese shops on the street, with restaurants, grocery stores, etc., but no Chinese medicine shops.
I got up and wrote two prescriptions, then asked the waitress to take them to Taiwan and have Siqin prepare two powders to be sent by express courier.
After that, Chris accompanied Princess Fanny in. Upon seeing me, they hugged me and thanked me profusely. Both of them noticed that not only were their bodies vibrant and full of life, but their faces were also incredibly smooth and delicate, several times more beautiful than before.
They were both only wearing light lipstick. Chris vowed, "I'll never use makeup again! It's so refreshing this way! Wearing a mask every day before is terrifying!"
Fanny laughed at her, "What about the cosmetics factory? Planning to sell it?"
"There are plenty of ugly fools in the world, let them wear it..."
Amidst the laughter, Manager Paul came in with a dozen or so waiters, each pushing a stove with fresh seafood, and there were even two chefs!
Seeing my confusion, Fanny quickly explained, "I invited them here. It's cooked and eaten right here; it has a unique flavor."
Paul reported to me, "The other party has responded to the island purchase. Their lawyer is representing us. We've arranged to meet at the pier at 10:00 AM tomorrow to take a boat there. Does Mr. Ding have any objections?"
Princess Fanny interjected, "Paul, please inform the captain of the Fanny to prepare. We'll take his boat tomorrow."
Wushuang politely said, "It's too much trouble for the princess!..."
Chris interjected, "You're all family now. There are things Fanny can do, so why not let her do them? She was busy being sick before and really didn't have time. Now that the master has cured her, if we don't let her do more, she might get sick from being idle again!"
Everyone sat together chatting and laughing. Michiko, Penny, Sophia, and Marissa, while enjoying themselves, didn't forget their responsibilities and took the time to go to their rooms to contact London, Paris, Hamburg, and Madrid.
Afterwards, they all gave Wushuang a brief report. Although Fanny didn't understand Chinese, she got a pretty good idea of the situation and couldn't help but look at our group of women with new respect.
The waitress cleared the table and invited everyone to take their seats. The French seafood feast was indeed quite delicious. We drank a lot of wine, and everyone was a little tipsy.
Wushuang knew my problem, and in front of Fanny and Chris, she gave the order: "Tonight, it's Heidi's turn to host. Peiwen, Fen, and Fang, go and serve the young master! Look at him, he won't calm down unless he causes a ruckus."
Peiwen, Fen, and Fang quickly responded, "Yes!" Their faces beaming with delight. Chris didn't understand, so she asked Ferrier to translate, and Ferrier explained it to her. Chris and Fanny were surprised and disappointed when they heard this.
Although their expressions were fleeting, I noticed them; perhaps it was because of the alcohol! I thought competitively, "Tonight, I'll make these two girls surrender." I
went to the room at ten o'clock. The alcohol and seafood were working their magic, sweeping away my usual slow and careful work. I went all out, like a storm, and all four wives fell into a deep sleep. I was worried that Heidi would wake up in the middle of the night looking for someone, so I urged them to sleep soundly. Before midnight, I quietly went to Fanny's suite.
Fanny and Chris were engrossed in their conversation, discussing me, when Chris suddenly chuckled, "...Oh my! You have no idea how powerful he is, it's both lovable and frightening...afraid that he'll lose his temper and kill you with one blow...but, but thinking about it, even if I really died like that, I'd be willing...ah! The thrill! It's indescribable, it has all the flavors, and it still aches a bit here!"
Using telekinesis, I unlocked the door, quietly passed through the living room, and appeared at the bedroom door.
"It seems someone's thinking of me! Really?"
The two women were startled, and upon seeing me, they cheered and rushed from their beds to hug me.

◆ Bought an Island

The Princess Fanny was a luxurious small yacht. Besides the captain, there were ten staff members, one master bedroom, four guest rooms, and the upper deck housed the guest and dining rooms, while the staff and sailors lived in the lower decks.
Wu Shuang and the others admired it greatly and asked if I wanted to buy one too. I said, "Of course, but it has to be a big one, with at least twenty rooms in the main cabin. Ideally, it should be able to carry weapons and a helicopter, and have a range that can reach Taiwan."
Princess Fanny, who was listening nearby, interjected, "Young Master, do you really want a ship like that? We have one, a 1,000-ton yacht, named after my mother. My mother passed away, and it has been unused and stored away for many years. If you want one, I'll go back and ask."
She and Chris were completely convinced. Last night, I took them to heaven a few times, and they swore to submit forever. They were very frank, saying that due to circumstances, they couldn't be listed in the Ding family like Wu Shuang and the others, but they were willing to be "outer vassals" forever, protecting my Ding dynasty.
Early on, he also pledged allegiance to Wushuang, addressing me as "Young Master" when no one else was around.
I said, "Alright! Go ask around. I'll buy it if it's under 20 million. Most of the machinery needs replacing and repairing; if it's too expensive, I'd rather buy new."
Fanny giggled, "Do you even need to tell me? Of course I'll try my best."
Onassis Island is about five square kilometers in size, heart-shaped, with towering cliffs on three sides, and a sloping beach to the north facing Monaco. The pier is in the northwest corner, well-constructed, and can accommodate ships over 10,000 tons.
The other party's lawyer accompanied us. The island's butler was a burly Greek with a very bad attitude. Most of the armed guards we saw were also Greek, slouching and listless.
I had served in the military and received rigorous training, and this kind of attitude made me furious. I thought that if we really bought it, I would definitely fire these people.
The island is covered in trees. The main building, a beautifully designed Greek-style palace, is shaped like the Chinese character "四" (four). It has over thirty rooms on two floors above ground; the underground level is even larger, resembling an underground fortress with huge steel-doored warehouses, living quarters, and so on—sixty or seventy rooms in total.
Perhaps it was built out of fear of nuclear war, resembling an underground shelter. It now appears abandoned, as air conditioning is rarely used, making it stuffy.
Another admirable feature is the central underground courtyard, planted with various tropical plants. The roof, constructed of steel beams and reinforced with thick glass bricks, houses a huge circular swimming pool at the rear center of the main building. However, lacking filtration and with the water rarely changed, the water is murky and yellow, losing its original beauty.
The furniture in each room is valuable; though old, it is not damaged and with a little repair, it would not only be functional but also revitalized.
Dozens of wooden bungalows are scattered among the trees around the main building. There were also small power plants, underground oil storage facilities, and so on. The only water source was on the eastern highlands, where a clear spring gushed forth from a crevice in the rocks, forming a small lake. The water was crystal clear and had a faint, sweet aroma.
There was a pumping station by the lake, pumping water into a nearby tower where it was treated and supplied to the houses.
Everyone took a lively tour, walking for a full two hours, and there was still much woodland left to explore! Everyone was satisfied. Wushuang had already begun planning how the houses would be used, while Angel, using her artistic talents, worked with Florence to study the furnishings and how to change the decor.
I accompanied the lawyer, Princess Fanny, and Chris to discuss the electricity and water supply. When the topic turned to land registration, the lawyer said, "This land is hundreds of acres in international waters. Of course, you can register it as Monaco territory, but to save on taxes, you can simply use a diplomatic note after the transaction is completed, like an independent country, and you can even send an ambassador!"
Back in the living room, I asked the whole family for their opinions; those who supported the purchase raised their hands. Chris and Fanny, along with two others, all agreed. They then told the lawyer, "I can buy it, but on one condition: the seller must remove all unnecessary personnel. Everything belonging to this place must remain and not be damaged."
The lawyer agreed, "They should be able to do that, but Mr. Ding, aren't you worried about pirates robbing us if you remove all the guards?"
Wushuang and the others were startled. Princess Fanny said, "No, I can ask my father to lend us a hundred guards. If necessary, we can also use the navy and air force. Mr. Ding is one of the directors of the Royal Hotel; we have an obligation to protect him and his family."
The lawyer, a resident of Monaco, naturally recognized the princess. He nodded, "That's excellent! I'll convey Mr. Ding's opinion immediately and see what the seller says."
He connected to the French phone, quickly explained the situation, and told us, "They've given me full authority to agree to Mr. Ding's request. Once the check is received, all personnel on the island will be removed within a week. If Mr. Ding is worried, he can send someone to supervise."
Who to contact here? Princess Fanny said, "How about sending Paul? He's very capable and loyal. Give him a higher salary and appoint him as the foreman; I'm sure he'll be able to handle it. Also, send a squad of soldiers to take over the defenses first; security won't be a problem."
Excellent! With Princess Fanny's help, all the problems were solved: "It's decided then. The soldiers and Paul will both receive double their allowances. Let's get the paperwork done quickly! Attorney, from now on, all legal matters on this island will be entrusted to you. Do you agree?"
This was a big deal, how could I not be happy! I immediately returned by the same ship, and in the chairman's office on the fifth floor, Princess Fanny and Chris signed the documents, completing the legal formalities. The lawyer received the check and immediately notified the seller to vacate the premises within a week, starting the next day, and then deposited the check into the other party's account.
I also wrote two additional checks for $100,000 each, one for the lawyer and one for Paul, who were both extremely grateful. After the lawyer left, Fanny kept Paul behind, explaining my intention to leverage his expertise.
He earned $2,000 a month at the hotel, and I offered him $4,000, mentioning an extra two months' salary at the end of next year, plus a 10% increase based on seniority. He readily agreed! Regarding the security detail, Paul suggested open recruitment, requiring candidates to possess a skill in addition to security duties, such as carpentry or electrical work, making the higher salary worthwhile.
Wushuang thought this was a good idea, studied it carefully, and finally decided:

First, a young couple with specialized skills would be best, providing two salaries and greater peace of mind for long-term employment.
Second, the candidates should be mild-mannered and loyal, and although they are guards, they should not be aggressive or violent.
Third, their monthly salary will be double that of ordinary guards, at one thousand US dollars. Those with special skills will receive additional pay when there is work to be done, and the year-end bonus will be two months' salary, adjusted annually by 7% based on seniority.
Fourth, the number of positions is tentatively set at sixty, and may be increased as needed.

These conditions were published in the newspaper the next day, and more than a dozen people came that afternoon. Paul used the guards' rest room on the first basement floor to receive them. Hundreds came over three days. He selected sixty candidates for me to personally review. Among them were locals, Spaniards, French, and two Chinese.
Upon questioning, I learned they were immigrants from mainland China. I did not look at their documents, but only at their spirit and appearance. They all seemed loyal and honest, and were all between twenty-five and twenty-six years old, so I hired them all.
The two Chinese were not fluent in French or English, but one was a carpenter and the other could repair electrical appliances. I instructed them to work hard and then ordered Paul to contact a lawyer the next day to move to the island and oversee the receipt of weapons, houses, appliances, and boats.
In the past few days, Wushuang has been actively mobilizing resources. With the assistance of Princess Fanny and Chris, she has signed contracts with various companies, handling everything from interior decoration to exterior renovations.
The generators, water filtration equipment, and other systems have all been upgraded and strengthened, and a new long-term contract has been signed with the original heavy oil supplier.
To relocate the British company, she ordered ten supercomputers, with a delivery deadline of half a month.
Regarding vessels, only two speedboats were purchased for daily transportation. With Princess Fanny's help, her family's mothballed 1,000-ton yacht was purchased for 15 million.
We've all seen it and decided on a complete overhaul, signing a contract with the Marseille shipyard in France for 35 million US dollars to have it towed back and renovated, with a two-month deadline.
In short, everyone is very busy, and the branch offices in various locations have also learned of this.
A week later, all the original Greeks on the island left, and we all went again to record everything that needed repair or modification. Wushuang even wants to cultivate a 1,000-square-meter vegetable garden!
Upon her return, Michiko sent the revised documents to the contracting companies via fax and notified them to begin construction the next day.
With everything arranged, Wushuang convened a family meeting: "We've been away for half a month. Tomorrow, everyone should go back to their respective branches. We also need to go back to meet with the school and discuss the relocation and house-giving arrangements. Grandpa, Fifth Sister, and Fourteenth Sister, please stay. Thirteenth Sister, is there anything going on at school?"
Thirteenth Sister, whose code name was Bardini, said, "I also need to go back to register for courses, but I've already talked to the department head. I don't need to attend classes anymore; I can just submit reports."
Wushuang nodded and turned to Princess Fanny and Chris, who were sitting nearby, saying, "I'll leave the eldest young master in your care. Is that alright?" Princess Fanny,
being very obedient, quickly replied, "Don't worry, Eldest Sister! No problem. How long are you planning to be gone, Eldest Sister?"
She picked up the phone and instructed the counter staff to prepare the plane tickets for Wushuang and the others. Wushuang said, "At least a week! Or maybe half a month. It depends on the progress of the factories in different places. The new software needs to be launched on February 20th, and advertising and production need to be coordinated."
She also instructed me, "Master, go and take a look when you have time. The most important thing is to get the computer room up and running first. I'll send the monitoring system over as soon as I get back. We can operate on two tracks first, so that if one of them breaks down, there won't be a gap in the middle. If Lao Zhou can move, I'll send him and his wife over first. What do you think?"
"Great! I haven't had their pastries in a long time. I really miss them!"
The next day, after seeing them off, I immediately rushed to the island. Looking at it from afar, I realized that I actually had this kingdom. I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. I thought I should give the island a name. A flash of inspiration struck me, and I said, "How about carving some ancient Chinese seal script on the right side of the island and calling it 'Ding's Peerless Island'?"
Michiko and Heidi naturally agreed. After returning, I sent a message to Taiwan on Facebook, asking Siqin to find someone who could write and write these five characters before sending it back. A few days later, a stone sculptor was hired. After two days of work, the five ancient seal characters were indeed carved onto the stone wall, each character measuring three feet square.
To reduce the workload of the guards, an inward-curving, arched wall was designed around the beach. A spotlight was installed every 1.5 feet along the wall, and two-way surveillance cables were placed among the trees. A guardhouse was added to the island, allowing remote control of every light and every monitor, totaling fifty-six monitors.
Behind the main building, the swimming pool was fitted with a fully automatic filtration system, topped with an aluminum-steel pyramid covered with brown safety glass. At the bottom third of the pyramid, in the very center, an arched steel frame supported an arched staircase, the apex of which was directly above the circular pool. Eight-foot-circumference steel plates were welded to the staircase, covered with oak planks, for meditation practice.
Princess Fanny and Chris mistook it for a diving platform! They warned me the water was too shallow and I'd definitely hit my head if I jumped poorly.
In the basement, following everyone's wishes, it was converted into the master bedroom and bedrooms for each wife. The second floor was to be converted into offices if necessary. All the computers were placed underground, requiring a huge air conditioning unit. Originally there was only one passageway, but now another one leading into the pyramid was added for swimming and other emergencies.
The basement was originally surrounded by reefs, but the previous owner added over a foot of reinforced concrete, making it truly impregnable. The rooms inside were large and high, with the floor reaching a height of fifteen feet from the ceiling, and three feet of space above the ceiling for various pipes and ventilation equipment.
To expedite construction, thousands of workers suddenly flocked to the island, and a massive crane ship weighing thousands of tons was used to hoist the huge generator, anchored at the southeast reef, to hoist not only the generator but also a large amount of building materials.
Work on the island was halted for three days to replace the generator. I felt this wasn't a solution; what if the generator failed? Therefore, through Princess Fanny, an emergency power supply contract was signed with the Monaco Electricity Company for US$1.3 million to have them install an undersea cable.
Since my arrival, Princess Fanny has hardly returned home. Her excuse, of course, was to oversee the business and prevent similar incidents from happening again.
Her family, of course, knew about my involvement and actions. Initially, they were very unhappy, but afterwards, not only did the con artists disappear, but the casino and hotel business also increased significantly, always fully booked. Coupled with Fanny's repeated "praise," her family gradually became curious and fond of me, wanting to meet me.
Especially her brother and sister, one vain and the other somewhat impotent, both wanted to find an opportunity to build a relationship and help them out.
I made excuses, saying I was busy and would meet them after I settled in. I also asked Fanny to give half of the powder to her sister first, and prescribed kidney-tonifying and health-enhancing medicine, which I gave to her brother to have prepared in Paris.
That day, Fanny returned home, bringing back a woman in her late twenties, with a face somewhat resembling hers, half a head taller than Fanny, and possessing a rather artistic air. As soon as Chris saw her, she stood up to greet her: "Princess Tiffany, it's been a long time! How are you?"
After a brief, affectionate embrace, Fanny introduced me: "Director Ding, this is my sister, Tiffany. She hopes you can use your skills to cure her illness. She's also a director, the former chairperson; you wouldn't ignore her, would you?"
I stepped forward and politely kissed her delicate hand; it was slender, soft, and boneless—the hand of an artist.
"How could I? Princess Meng thinks highly of me; how could I not do my best?"
Fanny then introduced Michiko and Heidi, and Tiffany warmly embraced and kissed them on the cheek as well.
"Director Ding is truly an extraordinary person! All four of you must have received some special treatment! How beautiful you are, it's truly enviable!"
Chris laughed. "Your demeanor, poise, and temperament are even more enviable! Of course! With Mr. Ding's skillful touch, you would be even more beautiful and charming."
She invited her to sit down and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Tiffany smiled slightly, "My sister says you can pinpoint a person's flaws instantly. Why ask me? She truly admires you!"
I smiled and glanced at Fanny; her beautiful face beamed even more, and she raised her eyebrows, as if to say, "That's just how I am, what are you going to do about it?" I said, "Want to hear the truth?"
She also raised her eyebrows, meaning, "Of course!"
"Your stomach isn't very good; you diet without exercising. Your intestines are weak too, you often have diarrhea, and your fallopian tubes are blocked, causing you several days of severe pain every month, right?"
She blushed, but became even more charming, lowering her eyelids as she said, "It's amazing! Absolutely right. Can it be cured? I've seen several doctors and had minor surgeries, but it only helped for a few months before it got worse again." " I
don't know anything about Western medicine, I only know a little bit of traditional Chinese medicine, but that's a bit impolite..."
"I know, my sister mentioned it. But what's that compared to Western medicine inserting a cold tube and blowing air into it? It's so much better."

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