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Hong Kong has many super-rich individuals. In the past, people liked to say that "when people are well-fed and warm, they think of lust." This meant that once one has money, one naturally thinks about women. However
, the truly wealthy people here seem to adhere to certain unchanging principles, the most important of which is to never get involved
in romantic affairs. Even if they can't resist the innate nature of "food and sex," they will always make safety arrangements before and afterward, even if a fairy falls from the sky.
Of course, they have specialists in their pursuit of women, and the steps are: seeking, meeting, dining together, sleeping together, and finally, "goodbye."

Some might think this is a fairy tale, but it's an undeniable fact. Most incredibly, these
so-called "experts" who handle these matters for the wealthy, while possessing ample resources to befriend these beauties, end up becoming
the wealthy's "matchmakers," or, to put it bluntly, their "pimps."

These experts all work for large conglomerates of the wealthy, mostly as public relations managers or social affairs personnel. For external social engagements, they have
company-issued credit cards and can withdraw cash from the accounting department for reimbursement, with the chairman or president approving each expense.

Of course, these wealthy individuals belong to the multi-millionaire class, where reputation and status are paramount, so they cannot be exposed in their pursuit of romantic relationships and never
frequent public places.
Hong Kong is a land of outstanding people and beautiful women, but truly top-tier beauties are not necessarily movie stars or beauty pageant contestants;
their beauty, like that of the wealthy, is rarely seen in public.
My friend Zhang sent me an invitation; he recently opened a luxurious high-end disco and karaoke bar in a certain district.
I didn't go on opening day because I don't like crowds. A week later, however, I invited several employees from the company to go there to support them. I even booked a
VIP room beforehand, intending to have a good time and relieve the pressure of the recent market fluctuations. It was also a way of supporting Ah Zhang.

This "New Xiangjiang" disco was even more lively than the one on Broadcast Drive, and the quality was very high. The customers were all around twenty years old
, and it seemed there were more women than men. When I passed the dance floor in the VIP room, I saw many young girls of eighteen or nineteen years old jumping and gesturing
, which was quite beautiful, especially their breasts, which bounced and swayed, each one of them quite well-endowed.

These young girls were no longer suitable for my age, so I could only appreciate their figures and didn't think about sleeping with them.

As I was admiring them, a young man approached me and asked if I knew him. He looked familiar, and
he took out a business card. It said he was the public relations manager of a large corporation. This young man named Chi-Hung
had worked for a while at my futures company in Central a few years ago. Although I only met him two or three times, I knew he was very hardworking and extremely kind and approachable
, which is rare among young people. Later, I don't know why he suddenly left my company.

Chi-Hung insisted on inviting me to his VIP room for a drink, so I reluctantly agreed. To my surprise,
there were three very young and beautiful girls in the room, and two bottles of fine wine on the table.

As he introduced them to me, two more girls returned to the room after dancing. One of them, probably not yet twenty, was very beautiful and had a stunning figure. Chi-Hung introduced her as Po-Lin, a recent graduate of an English-medium college, now working for a fashion company in
Wan Chai . 　　I was attracted to Baolian's maturity, even though I knew I was too old for it. Strangely enough, a burning desire rose within me. 　　Cai Zhixiong immediately saw my interest. When Baolian took another girl to dance, he quietly told me that if I was interested in the other four girls, he could help me put in a good word, but not Baolian. He frankly told me that Baolian wasn't his girlfriend; she was already reserved, and the person who reserved her had invested heavily in her. He brought her out tonight to please her. 　　The other four girls were her classmates from her old academy. Cai Zhixiong also stated that he was merely playing along with the princess; he himself couldn't possibly have her. 　　As for the other four girls, although they were youthful and pretty, I felt no interest in them. So, after a drink , I said goodbye to Cai Zhixiong and returned to my VIP room. 　　Having heard a little about the methods used by the super-rich to seduce women, and seeing Choi Chi-hung's business card, I knew without asking that he must be doing this work for the big boss of the group he worked for. Moreover, he mentioned that Bao Lian had already been reserved, and that the person had spent a lot of money; therefore , my guess was probably not far off. 　　Coincidentally, because I needed to give a gift to a female employee at my company who was about to get married, I strolled to the newly opened shopping mall in Wan Chai to shop. As I was looking at the display cases and windows along the aisle, I heard someone call out, "Sir!" 　　Turning around, I saw it was Bao Lian, the woman Choi Chi-hung had introduced me to at the "New Hong Kong" taxi stand that night. She had just come out of the restroom, saw me, and asked what I was doing there. 　　I told her my purpose, and Bao Lian said she could take care of it, guaranteeing the recipient would like it and the giver wouldn't spend too much. 　　Sure enough, on Baolian's recommendation, I bought a pure silk shawl that had just been imported from France. It was perfect in size, very elegant, and reasonably priced. Baolian was very enthusiastic, saying she had an hour for coffee and insisted on treating me to afternoon tea at the French restaurant in the square. 　　Everyone has curiosity, and I was no exception. Although I wouldn't ask her directly, I decided to subtly probe her to find out if Cai Zhixiong was indeed acting as a go-between for her. 　　Before I could even speak, Baolian launched into a long explanation, first recounting how she met Cai Zhixiong, then how he had introduced her to a private club in the Mid-Levels last month, where she met his boss, Liu Dabin. The next day, Cai Zhixiong presented her with a designer diamond watch, claiming it was a gift from his boss. 　　Although Baolian was relatively new to the world, she wasn't stupid. Having just met this wealthy man and already receiving such a valuable diamond watch, she naturally knew...

Cai Zhixiong had a specific purpose. He frankly told her that Liu Dabin had fallen for her at first sight, but due to their different statuses, he hoped to meet her at his private
club later. Cai Zhixiong further clarified that Liu Dabin wasn't interested in just any woman; he was very selective. However, once he set his sights on someone
, he would spend lavishly, guaranteeing Baolian wouldn't suffer any loss, and he would never force her. He hoped Baolian would consider it carefully.

I met her and Cai Zhixiong at the New Xiangjiang Disco that day, the same day Cai Zhixiong gave her Liu Dabin's information. Cai Zhixiong treated her to dinner and
allowed her to invite other guests. After dinner, they went to the disco.

Baolian said that when she was in high school, a distant cousin knew me and had worked at my company for a while.
She had heard a lot about me and, seemingly admiringly but also sarcastically, said she knew I was a big player and knew how to play with women.

After Baolian told me everything, I didn't know what her intentions were. Logically, this was a secret between men and women, and besides, I had only
met her once; there was no need for her to tell me.

However, Baolian finally spoke her mind. She said that although we had just met, she had long heard of my reputation, especially regarding matters between men and women, which I claimed to possess
ample experience with. She even frankly told me that she was no longer a virgin and that her family background was quite ordinary. She knew that in this day and age, people laughed at poverty but not prostitution, and money
was paramount. Since she had met this wealthy man, it would be a lie to say she wasn't swayed by money. However, she felt she shouldn't approach it too much like a transaction
, and at least maintain some self-respect. Her purpose was to ask me for advice on what methods to use.

She believed I must have extensive experience in this area and be resourceful, hoping I could give her some guidance. Such high praise from her
made it difficult for me to refuse. Actually, I was moved by her frankness, so I said: There's no such thing as a needle that benefits both sides
; every advantage has its disadvantage, every gain its loss. The value of the gains and losses depends on whether it's worthwhile and whether it's done willingly. I promised to think of a
good solution for her, at least as she said: the main thing is to maintain one's dignity.

She hoped I could come up with a brilliant plan as soon as possible, so she asked me to meet her again this weekend, hoping I would devise a good strategy and offer it to her.

We agreed to meet at six o'clock this weekend at a bar in a hotel in Central, because there would be few people in Central that day, and the bar would be quiet, making it easier
to talk. As for dinner, there are many good restaurants in Central.

Although there are many methods, in reality, they are all similar to burying a corpse in the snow. Liu Dabin's ability to amass such a fortune shows he is extremely shrewd
; he is no saint, and he understands everything. Therefore, even deception depends on the method used.

Although Baolian was indeed an outstanding young woman, she was undoubtedly unworthy of me. Besides, I've never been interested in young women, and
even if I couldn't help but feel attracted to her, I always felt it best to avoid getting involved.

Baolian approached me, explaining that she needed my help with her affairs, but this was ultimately her private matter. We were complete
strangers, and it was

obvious she had ulterior motives. I've never underestimated young women in modern times. To think they were ignorant and naive, like in the old days,
would be a grave mistake.

I've heard of many self-proclaimed expert players who have fallen victim to these young women, suffering minor losses to financial ruin and even
death.

Therefore, I'm always wary of young women, preferring more mature women who seem more discerning and methodical
.

Baolian was indeed very perceptive. Seeing that I was just giving her perfunctory replies, she immediately looked unhappy, pouted, and complained to me that
she considered me an instant friend, but I didn't treat her like one, and she was starting to feel disappointed in me. My image as a player in her eyes had also been greatly diminished.

I said that this wasn't the main problem, but that I simply couldn't comply. I advised her not to deceive herself, and I also bluntly pointed out that Liu Dabin was
n't a scumbag. Since he had taken a liking to her and was willing to pay a considerable price, the question was whether she was willing to accept it. As for dignity, it had
become a contradictory matter.

Hearing me say this, she suddenly smiled slightly at me, leaned closer, and whispered a few words in my ear, which immediately
surprised me.

Unexpectedly, Baolian suggested that before she slept with Liu Dabin that day, she should sleep with me first and give me a gift. She said that only by doing so
could she feel at ease.

I felt this was an insult, but Baolian insisted that she knew I wasn't that kind of person, and that was why she
was doing this.

I was, of course, both amused and exasperated. But Baolian then told me that although we were new acquaintances, she admired me and knew I was a reasonable
person; she believed I would understand her and help her with this favor.

This was truly unbelievable; I never expected her to make such a request. Refusing her would be unbearable, but accepting
her would feel like a loss of face. While I was hesitating, she pressed her entire body against me, appearing quite intimate.

It wasn't that I was blinded by lust, but I was genuinely attracted to her, a woman exceptionally beautiful among young women, and thus, I steeled myself
. I thought: "What's done is done; since I've already done this, it's a blessing in disguise."

However, there was a need to discuss the gift she mentioned she wanted to give me. I agreed to accept it, but only a tie. She, however, felt that a tie lacked lasting
sentimentality, and she had already prepared a gift that could be a lasting memento.

Liu Dabin finally settled on a date through Cai Zhixiong, and readily paid the expenses he was willing to make beforehand. Liu Dabin was quite generous
, paying a building worth over two million and another million in cash, depositing it into Baolian's account. However, his conditions were also high:
Baolian had to spend three months with him, and he had to be available whenever she wanted. Judging from Liu Dabin's spending, it's no wonder that many top-tier beauties, no matter how aloof,
succumb to the financial offensive of these super-rich men. Moreover, these super-rich men already provided them with a strong sense of security, and "
pay first, then receive."

That day, Baolian finally called me, saying that her "time" had come, and she had received the new building and one million in cash. Liu Dabin declared that it was absolutely true.
He wouldn't go to her new house; the meeting place was a private residence in the Mid-Levels, where he would send a driver to pick her up the next day at
noon. Therefore, she wanted me to come to her new house tonight.

Baolian also told me she had already bought a gift for me. I had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Baolian's new house was indeed decorated in a modern and elegant style, and she frankly stated that Liu Dabin was indeed very good to her, even
covering the costs of decorating and furnishing the new house. Therefore, she and I spent a happy night together, and she would willingly go to "deliver the goods" the next day at noon.

That night, I enjoyed an unforgettable night in Baolian's boudoir. Although Baolian was quite inexperienced in this area, I discovered she had great
potential. Given time, she could easily charm many men.

Because I experienced a rare and refreshing feeling with her that night, I understood why Liu Dabin would spare no expense in spending such a large sum of money on her
.

Baolian possessed the unique advantages of youth, especially her skin, which was smooth and delicate yet resiliently elastic, and her vagina was exceptionally tight.
Even afterward, when I withdrew, I could still hear a faint "pop," adding a unique pleasure.

After that, I heard nothing from her. Of course, I knew she had promised Liu Dabin that she would be available at his beck and call, and besides, this was
a source of income for her, so I couldn't ruin it. However, a little over a month later, I received a call from her. She said she had just returned from traveling in Europe and invited me
to her house that evening, as she had a gift she had bought in France for me.

It was a small gift, but the sentiment was profound. Although Baolian gave me a silk scarf, her thoughtfulness truly touched me.

She told me that Liu Dabin treated her very well, not only fulfilling his promises but also letting her travel and covering her shopping
expenses. She frankly told me that Liu Dabin only met with her an average of twice a month, and he didn't necessarily expect anything in return; several times, he only
had one meal with her before letting her go. Therefore, she thought Liu Dabin was a good man, one that was hard to find. It seemed his methods had made her completely
devoted to him.

Baolian also told me that she and I were a kind of fate, but she felt she should be loyal to Liu Dabin; this was her only way to repay him, and it
was fair.

Therefore, she hinted that she wouldn't pursue a relationship with me further, hoping I could only be a close friend. However, she then became mysterious, telling
me that she had a class reunion the day after tomorrow. Everyone else had boyfriends, some even husbands, while she was single, and she hoped I could be her
date and accompany her.

Of course, I readily agreed, especially since I always felt indebted to her, and such a small thing was something I should agree to. So, early that morning, I specially
went to buy a suit popular among young people, deliberately dressing myself in a trendy way to match their age.

The reunion was at a Western restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui. Baolian had told me beforehand that their rule was that everyone paid for their own expenses, but she always made the reservations
and managed the finances. Since I was her date, she asked me to pay for her. These were small things, and I could easily do it.

So, that evening, I picked her up for the gathering, and everyone arrived in less than half an hour. The last to arrive was a single female classmate, who seemed
quite embarrassed, but her beauty surpassed all the others in her seat, making them pale in comparison.

Baolian introduced her to Hu Meiya, and indeed, she lived up to her name—elegant and beautiful. However, the other girls didn't
call her by her full name or English name; they called her Huahua. Baolian secretly told me, and I finally understood: she used to be the school's undisputed beauty queen
, hence the nickname Huahua.

Huahua was familiar with the husbands and boyfriends of the other girls, but I was only meeting her for the first time. She happened to be seated to my left, which made it difficult for me to
greet her.

During the conversations with these female classmates, I learned that Hua Hua was already taken, and her boyfriend was actually the heir of a super-rich man. I knew of
this heir's reputation, but he was a typical playboy, frequently embroiled in scandals involving second-rate actresses, especially
his expensive sports car, which always attracted attention. I often saw photos of her with these actresses in gossip magazines.

In fact, in terms of Hua Hua's beauty and poise, none of these second-rate actresses could compare to her; strictly speaking, they couldn't even come
close. Especially her aura—I'm not exaggerating—if those second-rate actresses wanted to compete with her beauty, the only way would be to be reborn
and receive a high-class education and training from the age of three.

Although I am a person of neither arrogance nor servility, having Huahua sitting next to me stirred a strange sense of inferiority within me. Firstly, I am
not young anymore, and secondly, my appearance doesn't match hers, making me feel an unprecedented awkwardness and unease.

Huahua, however, chatted with me openly and enthusiastically. Although the topics were all superficial, contemporary clichés, she spoke methodically and sincerely, as if
we had known each other for a long time. Yet, her enthusiasm only made me feel more uneasy, so my only recourse was to gulp
down glass after glass of wine to bolster my courage. Frankly, this kind of situation rarely occurs to a player like me.

Before the gathering ended, Hu Huina, who was already married, suddenly announced that there would be some entertainment after the dinner. Since today happened to be her and her husband's first wedding
anniversary, she said she had already made reservations at a disco in Causeway Bay and hoped everyone could attend.

Of the eleven people present, except for the Yu couple who claimed they had made plans to play golf with friends in Fanling the next morning and needed to
get home early, the other nine agreed. Baolian was the most enthusiastic, and she pulled Huahua into my car to cross the harbor together.

Although I'm not exactly an old man, among this group of young people, I'm definitely over the age limit. Aside from being able to handle drinking, disco dancing
is no longer my forte.

These young people, once placed in such an environment, are like fish swimming in the sea, or warriors on the battlefield. They are not only brave but also have inexhaustible energy,
jumping and bouncing for hours on end without a care. But after ten minutes, I was already out of breath and almost couldn't breathe. Time waits for no one,
adding another layer of inferiority to my already low self-esteem. Fortunately, modern joy and anger are different from my grandmother's time; same-sex couples can dance together. Therefore
, Baolian dragged Huahua off to dance to her heart's content, leaving me in this VIP room to drink alone. Fortunately, there were two gentlemen, younger than me, who were also kind enough to help.
Lacking interest in the disco, we drank and chatted, which made me feel much more at ease.

The couple celebrating their wedding anniversary danced for a while and then went back to their room to rest. Baolian and Huahua, probably tired from dancing, sat down and started playing drinking games.
To my surprise, these young people were all skilled drinkers and knew how to play any game, no less so than me, the so-called "player."

I rarely encountered such a scene, so I became like a lamb to the slaughter, always losing. In a flash, I had lost nine times, but these young people were relentless
, pressing me to play again.

Huahua suddenly stepped in to save me. Although Huahua's alcohol tolerance was low, she was quick and sober in the drinking game. In the past, I always thought that women skilled in drinking games
were nothing more than prostitutes, but now I shouldn't have that prejudice anymore. When it comes to entertainment, everyone should be aware of the situation. The act of drinking on behalf of someone else
shows care and closeness, and logically, this responsibility should fall on Baolian. However, instead of helping me, Baolian sided with her superior numbers,
overwhelmingly betting us on a drinking contest with a 7:2 ratio. This emboldened me, so I told Huahua that she could guess the numbers, I would drink the alcohol, and no
beer allowed. I then instructed the waitress to open a bottle of XO and bring in a few small glasses.

The happiest couple was the one celebrating their wedding anniversary; such a lively celebration was something money couldn't buy. Moreover, I told the waitress to
bring the bill for tonight, explaining that I might forget to pay after drinking too much. Of course, I had already decided to treat them; this was just another way of
showing off my generosity.

I paid the bill, and with a 7:2 ratio, Huahua and I were clearly at a disadvantage. Therefore, these young people were so happy they couldn't sit still, jumping
up and down, clapping and dancing. They probably all had this thought in their minds: "Where did this sucker come from?"

Actually, the happiest thing in the world isn't catching a sucker, but being a sucker. A sucker is someone who acts as a "sucker." Not everyone is qualified,
but at least the person who considers you a "sucker" will be especially accommodating. When you're out having fun, having fun is the most important thing, and achieving this effect should be worth the "ticket price
. "

Perhaps spurred on by my boldness, Hua Hua won more than she lost in games like "Fortune Coins," "Fifteen or Twenty," and "Let's Guess Together," even with Taiwanese coins
. After two rounds of guessing fourteen coins, I only drank four cups. The husband celebrating his wedding anniversary, however, lost two coins and couldn't hold his liquor anymore. It seems his wife's
expectations for a glorious evening are going to be dashed; the two of them will only be able to celebrate their wedding anniversary in the Land of Dreams.

Baolian probably realized I was her partner that night, so after Huahua lost a goblet, she offered to let Huahua rest and let her guess instead
. She quickly sided with me, making the score three to six.

The drinkers were clearly getting drunk, but they vehemently denied it. The husband, celebrating his wedding anniversary, swayed unsteadily and challenged Baolian, saying that
guessing and drinking were inseparable, and if she dared, she should have a proper guessing match with Baolian. Baolian, unable to resist the provocation, immediately agreed, and
winked at me, whispering that this gentleman was a daring opportunist, and even if he wasn't drunk, she
was confident she could beat him, telling me not to worry about him.

They guessed fifteen or twenty goblets, and unexpectedly, Hu Huina's husband won! He arrogantly asked Baolian if she
was convinced, if she wanted to appeal, or if they should go for a bigger bet, double the drinks?

Baolian, unable to bear his insult, poured half a glass of brandy into a large cup, saying she might as well go for another round. The man sneered and
started guessing again.

Baolian was truly unlucky; she was about to catch the opponent's number and win, but she missed this golden opportunity, losing
the round again.

I quickly stopped her, offering to drink the half-glass of brandy for her. But Baolian shook off my outstretched hand, picked up the cup, and downed it
in one gulp.

After finishing, Baolian surprisingly said she wanted to guess again. But I watched coldly, knowing that with that half-glass of brandy down, she was already at a disadvantage. Sure enough,
she lost another round, collapsing and becoming completely drunk.

Whether we parted on good terms or bad terms, Huahua was very helpful; I helped Baolian to the car and took her home. Fortunately, Hua Hua was a woman
, so she could help Bao Lian change her clothes and put her to bed. I pretended to be composed, and after she fell asleep, I left with Hua Hua.

It turned out that Hua Hua also lived on Hong Kong Island, so there was no need to drive her across the harbor again. But Hua Hua said that she had drunk too much earlier and needed some fresh air, inviting me
to accompany her for a drive around Repulse Bay.

After driving around for a while, Hua Hua asked me to park the car on a secluded path near Repulse Bay. She opened the car window and looked out for a while, then suddenly turned
to me and asked if she had blocked my chance to kiss Bao Lian. Of course, she was referring to Bao Lian.

I found it difficult to answer, but it aroused my desire. Hua Hua gazed at me tenderly, loosened her seatbelt, and slowly nestled her body
against my left shoulder, pressing her pink cheek against mine, tilting her head back, and closing her bright eyes.

Hua Hua's kissing technique was not skillful, but it was exceptionally passionate. As I held her tightly in my arms, I felt her body, soft yet firm
, radiating youthful energy.

"I won't go to a hotel..." she whispered between passionate kisses, "unless you have a very safe place."

Clearly, the alcohol and the passionate kiss had stirred her emotions. This put me in a difficult position. Although Hua Hua had made her stance clear, I had
never brought any woman home before.

Of course, her statement meant I couldn't go to her place. However, her choice of a safe place wasn't
a problem for me.

So I made a phone call from the car, because I had a very safe private car, even though it was more expensive than a top-tier hotel. But I didn't
care. After the call, I couldn't wait to drive there quickly.

We were both completely naked, and I was admiring a masterpiece of God. No wonder Hua Hua has such a bouncy body;
she's only twenty years and four months old. She gives me a completely different feeling, even surpassing Bao Lian, who's only a few months older.

It's all a refreshing feeling. No wonder so many wealthy men, even with daughters older than them, are so eager to find young girls
. Besides satisfying their desires, they can also regain a long-lost sense of youth and enjoy the unique charm and allure of a young girl.

Although Huahua lacked skill and didn't provide me with intense stimulation, it felt like drinking a cup of honey—completely
different from strong liquor, both warm and sweet.

Due to her lack of skill and youth, Huahua found satisfaction in this aspect, and her appetite was small; she was already full
and satisfied without much effort.

The next day, we went our separate ways. Although my lingering infatuation with Huahua remained, and I hoped to infuse her with more of my masculine essence, unfortunately
, she didn't seem to care much for me, especially after I heard that the playboy swear to her he'd never sleep with anyone again. She had gone on vacation to Europe with this reformed
"golden man," and had already revealed their wedding date beforehand—good things were coming soon.

Strangely enough, Baolian not only devoted herself to this wealthy man, who was even older than her father, but also rarely went out. Even the monthly classmate reunion
was canceled because of her absence.

She didn't contact me, and of course, I didn't actively seek her out. I've already seen both young women, but the one who lingers in my mind
is Hua Hua. There's an indescribable sense of loss, especially regarding her bouncy body and those unforgettable 36-inch breasts.

It's not just about sex and desire; it's a longing and reminiscence for youthful women, a feeling I've rarely experienced in my life. I
know I'm not too old, but among these young girls, I'm already past my prime. To have won a night with these two vibrant young women
, I should thank God for being kind to me, and I dare not ask for more. If I had any other wish, it would be to see Hua Hua again, even if
she only gave me a kiss.

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