Chapter 138: The Reason She Came Looking for Me! The Girl Has Been Knocked Unconscious!

Chu Lin was no fool. Nobody would throw away half a million just to help a stranger woo a girl for no reason.

There could only be one possibility: the other party wanted to get to know him and had a favor to ask. He could not think of any other explanation.

With that in mind, he asked the manager, "Which guest is it?"

"Boss, it's that one over there," the manager said, quickly pointing toward a VIP booth.

Sitting there was a gentle-looking young man in glasses. The man possessed a certain aura, suggesting he was no ordinary person. At that moment, the man was looking in his direction and gave a slight nod, signaling goodwill.

Seeing this, Chu Lin told the manager, "Invite that gentleman over for a drink."

"Certainly, Boss!" The manager nodded respectfully and immediately went over to the young man. After she spoke a few words to him, the man stood up and followed her toward the supreme booth.

As soon as the young man reached the supreme booth, he took the initiative to pick up a glass of wine, showing his attitude as he said to Chu Lin, "Mr. Chu, it’s a pleasure to meet you!"

Chu Lin drank with him before asking, "And you are?"

The young man smiled and explained, "Tu Shanlin is my younger brother. My name is Tu Shanyue. I heard about you from my useless brother, and I know you sold him something miraculous that cured his condition. I wanted to ask if you still have any of that left."

Chu Lin understood instantly.

So, that was why he had come. No wonder he was willing to spend half a million to help him woo a girl. For a wealthy man like him, half a million was nothing compared to a man's dignity.

It was truly a case of brothers being cut from the same cloth; if the younger one was like that, the older one was no different. Was this man not one of the top ten young entrepreneurs in Min City last year, a man of great promise? It seemed that no matter how accomplished a person was, they would always fall into the same trap when it came to women.

Tu Shanyue seemed to notice Chu Lin's gaze and quickly explained, "Mr. Chu, don't misunderstand. I'm not using this for myself. I need it for business networking—to open up a channel. The person I’m dealing with has a serious problem."

"I understand," Chu Lin said with a playful smile. Wasn't this just the classic "I have a friend" excuse? How could a man ever admit he was using such a thing for himself?

"???" Tu Shanyue looked at Chu Lin's expression, sensing that the other man didn't believe him. He really was using it for business! However, he didn't want to get hung up on that. He asked sincerely, "Mr. Chu, do you happen to have any more of that?"

Chu Lin naturally still had more of the Atlantis Sea Snail. However, the power of this item was clearly greater than he had imagined, so he couldn't just hand it over the moment someone asked. That would make it seem cheap.

Therefore, he said to Tu Shanyue, "Young Master Tu, I don't have any on hand at the moment. As you know, such things are rare. However, I have a channel, and I will have more in a while. In light of your sincerity, I will do my best to secure some for you."

Good things had to be hard to come by to show their value. Moreover, when and how much he provided had to be under his control.

Tu Shanyue did not doubt his words and asked sincerely, "Then I will trouble you with this, Mr. Chu. Let me toast you again."

As he spoke, he picked up another glass of wine.

"Wait for good news from me, Young Master Tu," Chu Lin said, clinking glasses with him once more.

Tu Shanyue didn't overstay his welcome. Having achieved his goal, he called the manager over and returned to his own booth, where he took out his phone and began operating it while talking to her.

Zhao Mo had sat quietly while the two men were talking. Even when she saw the young, handsome boss sit back down, she didn't know what to do. It was truly her first time working as a hostess, and knowing that this big boss wanted to "keep" her made her feel even more embarrassed.

She didn't know how much of what Manager Huang had said was true or false, or if this Mr. Chu could really help her career. After all, there were too many bosses in this society who fed girls empty promises, some even claiming that "money is for women to look at, not to spend."

Therefore, she wouldn't let herself get carried away by just a few words.

On the other side, Tu Shanyue had already walked out of the bar, and the manager hurried back to the supreme booth, leaning in to whisper respectfully in Chu Lin's ear, "Mr. Chu, the 500,000 from Mr. Tu has arrived. How should I handle it?"

She did this to keep it from Zhao Mo. Even though Mr. Tu said it was a gift from the boss to Mo Mo, 500,000 was no small sum. Many bosses would just pocket it, especially since Mr. Tu had clearly spent the money just to get to know the boss. It made her wonder just how powerful this boss was to make someone willingly drop 500,000 just for an introduction.

Chu Lin naturally had no intention of pocketing the money; he didn't care about 500,000 at all. He instructed the manager, "Transfer it all to Mo Mo later. I’m requesting a song from her, G.E.M.’s 'Like You.' And don't take any commission from the flowers!"

Hearing this, the manager looked at Mo Mo with unconcealed envy. Giving away 500,000 just like that, and spending it all on her? In the nightlife scene, this was enough to make anyone go crazy with jealousy. It seemed this boss was truly serious about wooing Mo Mo; she would have to treat her better in the future.

"Understood, Boss. I'll go make the arrangements." The manager was very tactful and immediately went to prepare the ceremony.

When bar guests ordered flowers, there was usually a ceremony. It not only provided emotional value for the girl but also made the guest feel like they had face.

After Chu Lin sat back down, he looked at the shy Zhao Mo, who didn't know how to act, and initiated the conversation with a smile: "Are you singing later?"

"Yes!" When it came to singing, Zhao Mo opened up. "I'm here as a resident singer. I sing four songs a night to liven up the atmosphere, and any requested songs are extra."

"Manager Huang said you have a beautiful voice. I'd like to hear it," Chu Lin praised her subtly.

"I'll be going on stage soon, so you'll be able to hear it, Mr. Chu." Zhao Mo was pleased by the compliment and relaxed a bit; it was clear she valued recognition of her career.

Just as she finished speaking, the lights in the entire bar dimmed suddenly. When they came back on, they were all focused on the supreme booth.

Zhao Mo immediately realized that the lights seemed to be shining on her. She understood that this must be Mr. Chu sending her flowers. Moreover, this kind of full-house spotlight was only triggered by orders of over 5,200 in flowers. This naturally attracted the attention of every guest in the bar. They understood what was happening; those who frequented the bar had all sent flowers before.

Almost immediately, a group of sexy girls holding party poppers arrived at the supreme booth, accompanied by a burst of passionate DJ music.

At the same time, the DJ's loud voice boomed: "Oh, a super player has appeared! Thanks to Mr. Chu in the supreme booth for spending 500,000 to request a song from Mo Mo! A Cantonese rendition of 'Like You' for Mo Mo!"

In that instant, the sound of poppers filled the air, confetti rained down, and dry ice mist sprayed out, drawing everyone's gaze. The large screen in the bar showed the text simultaneously, allowing everyone to clearly see the words: "500,000 for a requested song."

Boom!

The entire bar erupted in noise. Every guest wore an expression of disbelief. 500,000—that wasn't 500!

"Holy shit, am I seeing this right?"

"500,000 for one song? I don't understand the world of the rich."

"I shouldn't have come out tonight. My heart hurts!"

"Damn, so this is the happiness of the rich!"

The previously mentioned Young Master Wang, who spent 1 million in a night, had been the talk of the town, but at least he had ordered very expensive wine. Now, this—500,000 for a single song—was far more exaggerated than Young Master Wang. The kicker was that the handsome young man was actually sitting with Mo Mo. That was what really hurt!

If the guy had been pot-bellied and elderly, they might have felt better. But what was this?

As for the girls in the bar—waitresses, atmosphere staff, and hostesses alike—they all stared at Zhao Mo, their eyes filled with wild envy. The atmosphere girls were even more restless. Although they had promised their boyfriends they were only working part-time for the atmosphere and wouldn't drink or "go astray," what if they met a young, handsome tycoon like this? If they really did, they could buy their boyfriends gifts, and they would be happy, right? Or, well, maybe breaking up with their boyfriends wouldn't be so bad.

Zhao Mo was completely stunned, trembling as she covered her mouth. She had guessed that Mr. Chu was sending her flowers, but she never expected him to spend 500,000. She had sung in many bars and had never seen a boss willing to spend money like this. Just a moment ago, she wouldn't have believed this could happen to her.

Moreover, Mr. Chu had done it under the guise of requesting a song—and specifically G.E.M.'s "Like You." The perception was completely different; it felt like a grand, enviable public declaration of pursuit. He was so thoughtful, and so smooth!

Who could keep their composure in a situation like this?

Under the gazes of all the patrons and the envy of all the girls, Zhao Mo was completely swept away by the emotional value. Under the slight influence of alcohol, she couldn't help but wrap her arms around Chu Lin’s neck: "Thank you, Mr. Chu!"

"I'm waiting to hear you sing!" Chu Lin’s hand naturally rested on her waist. Not bad at all—soft, slender, and the skin was smooth.

"Yes, I'll go prepare!" Zhao Mo whispered shyly before heading toward the DJ booth.

Huang Bin watched this scene and sighed. It was true: so-called "pure" girls just hadn't had their bottom line tested yet. With a young, handsome man dropping 500,000, any girl in the bar would be dazed. His brother had reached a different level, and the key was that someone else was even footing the bill for the 500,000. It was truly enviable.

A moment later, the DJ's voice rang out again: "Now, let's welcome our charming goddess of the night, singer Mo Mo, as she presents 'Like You' for Mr. Chu in the supreme booth!"

With that, Zhao Mo walked out. At this moment, all the lights were on her. Countless people were filming her with their phones, especially with the 500,000-per-song caption still on the big screen behind her. They had to capture this; they couldn't just witness the happiness of the rich themselves—they had to post it to their social media and make others jealous, too.

Holding the microphone, Zhao Mo still couldn't stop trembling with excitement. It was the first time she had been the center of so much attention. Wave after wave of emotional impact hit her brain, and after she walked out, her eyes never left Chu Lin.

Then, her singing began:

"Fine rain and wind soak the streets at dusk..."

"Wiping away the rain, I look up with innocent eyes..."

"..."

"Like you, those eyes are moving, your laughter even more enchanting..."

"..."

Chu Lin finally understood why Huang Bin said she was a good singer. It was indeed beautiful, and her voice was a major bonus. Combined with her figure and looks, if someone backed her, even if she didn't become a famous singer, she wouldn't be any worse than the top ten internet celebrity singers in bars.

Naturally, that wasn't the point.

With such a beautiful voice, her moans would surely sound wonderful too. That was another bonus—a different kind of pleasure. He found himself looking forward to it.