Power of Money

Jillian Chan?

When Jason heard this name, he froze.

Then, he seemed to understand why she, an artist who had just become popular, could behave so unscrupulously in a top entertainment company like Super Media.

The person backing her up was Luther.

However, putting aside her insufferable temper and personality, Jillian's face and figure could drive countless men crazy.

"What do you mean by leading someone astray?" Jason asked curiously.

Luther chuckled and did not answer.

On the contrary, the beautiful uniformed lady beside Jason put her lips near Jason's ear and whispered.

"Something so exciting?"

Jason's eyes widened and looked at her incredulously.

The uniformed lady chuckled. "It's more exciting than this."

The beautiful woman in uniform was Felicia, and the other girl was Annie. They were all

working in Eastern Paris.

They were beautiful, sweet, and their figures were excellent.

The two of them were responsible for arranging all the activities for Jason and Luther tonight. Of course, the harder they served both men, the guests would spend more and they would get more commission. When they stepped out of the elevator, there was a long warm corridor. It was decorated exquisitely and artistically, clean, and did not look like an ordinary KTV.

After Felicia notified them of the safety exits and other information, they introduced the guests to the two waitresses, "Mr. Chan, his friend, they're in VIP 1050." The waitresses were dressed very nicely.

She was beautiful, dressed in a short skirt and heels. She bowed neatly. One of them said, "Hello, my name is No.3 and I'm very glad to serve you."

The other one was No.7," Please follow me."

As soon as they entered the room, they were surprised.

The beautiful and spacious room was about 80 to 90 square meters.

Now the lights were turned on so brightly that people could see the details clearly. The room was decorated in blue and white, intricate, there were some lights on the wall that had not been turned on yet. The interior was modern and looked like an enlarged aircraft business cabin.

It was a luxurious scene.

The two waiters were busy. One brought a warm towel and placed one plate after another on the table. Every time she put it down, she was half- kneeling. And her repeated 'please enjoy' could be heard. Both men wiped their hands.

The other waitress quickly prepared wine glasses and other cutlery, also half-kneeling.

The service made Jason realize that this industry was extraordinary.

While the two waiters were busy, Luther said in Jason's ear, "Felicia and Annie are in the atmosphere department, so don't go too far with them. Of course, if they are willing to sacrifice their bodies for you, you can decide then."

Jason shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'll leave the women to you. But I need to tell you something in advance, in case it gets unpleasant when someone arrives later."

Luther looked at Jason and listened to him seriously.

Immediately, he took out a cigarette and a waitress walked up, kneeling and lighting it up for him.

"Hiss..."

After a deep drag, Luther exhaled. In the smoke, he squinted and said, "All right, I know what's going on."

Then he said to Annie, "Bring us 20 bottles of Armand de Brignac. Something to cook up the atmosphere. Nothing cheaper than 175."

Although Luther had greeted Annie via text before they arrived, but hearing Luther confirm this still made her a little agitated.

It was Armand de Brignac they were talking about!

The most common Armand de Brignac was sold at 3500 yuan a bottle. If it was pink or a white bottle, it would easily reach a five-digit sum. Generally speaking, if a customer ordered ten bottles of the original black peaches and Aces, it was enough to drive them crazy.

20 bottles of Armand de Brignac, a total of 300,000!

This was just the beginning.

Annie felt that it was a little difficult to walk, nodded hazily, and hurried out.

"Is Armand de Brignacvery expensive?" As for alcohol, Jason was still around the level of Melody Karaoke, spending around 20,000 yuan for a drink.

"It's not expensive. 15,000 yuan per bottle. It's just an appetizer. I got used to drinking this." Luther smiled.

The blood of rich playboys was flowing in Luther's body.

Driving a supercar, playing with celebrities, buying an island, driving a plane...

Whatever Jason saw on the news in the first half of his life, to Luther, it was just basic entertainment.

However, looking at Jason's thoughtful face, Luther felt a little flustered for no reason.

He was used to pretending to be a boss in the nightclub.

Wherever he was, beautiful ladies, rich ladies, rich second generations would be sucking up to him, begging him to boast.

In his eyes, no matter how rich people were, they were all just below his level.

But he completely forgot that this guy in front of him was David's only son...

He was still working for them. Luther was a little embarrassed to boast.

"Well, cousin, if you think Armand de Brignac is too mediocre, I'll ask them to change to the black gold version? Purple gold is fine too. As long as you're satisfied, I'll get someone to do it now." Luther came to his senses and immediately flattered him with a smile.

Jason waved his hand. He didn't care about these things at all. Today, he just came here to study.

This scene was seen by Felicia. She asked Jason if he smoked. Following this, she took out one and put it in Jason's mouth.

They were warming up the atmosphere by singing.

With Felicia's sweet singing, several young models, dressed in air stewardess uniforms started dancing as they brought in the alcohol.

They walked to Luther and Jason and started staring at them flirtatiously.

When the two pair's gaze fell on someone, that person would try their best to wink and flirt.

Sitting on the sofa, Luther raised his hands and gestured downwards. When everyone quieted down, he motioned them to put down the wine, and then he chose three. The remaining four were handed over to Jason.

The atmosphere in the private room heated up with the addition of these models.

Drinking, singing, playing games.

It was as if the Armand de Brignac could really make people drunk very quickly. After a few bottles, the uniformed ladies sat onto Jason's lap.

As they were about to finish all 20 bottles, a lady in huge sunglasses entered the room.

The sunglasses covered more than half her face, and her thin lips were dazzling.

Inside, she was wearing a Burberry shirt, covered in a Balenciaga coat. There were tassels on her shoulders and she was wearing a pair of Balenciaga's knee-high boots.

As for the pants, it was not visible as it was covered by her coat. One could only see her pale thighs, which would feel quite good under their touch.

The woman's eyes were attracted by the empty bottles. When she noticed Luther surrounded by the models, she pouted and didn't look too happy.

When Luther saw her coming in, he also waved his hand with a smile. "Jillian is here." Then he patted the seat next to him.

Jillian was not shy. She walked straight over

and sat down. She leaned against Luther and said discontentedly, "Mr. Chan, what's wrong with you today? I called you a few times but didn't answer. Did you know that I almost died of anxiety?" Luther chuckled and reached out his hand to pick up her hair. He sniffed her hair and revealed an intoxicated expression. He praised her and said, "You smell so good."

"Oh, what smell are you talking about! I was bullied in the company today, did you know that? I was fired and you're still smelling my hair, I'm going to get angry!" Jillian brushed off Luther's hand that was touching her beautiful hair. Then, she crossed her arms around her chest and sat there in a huff, not saying a word.

Luther was not angry. He just patted the tender butt of the model beside him with a smile and asked her to light a cigarette for himself. He took a deep puff and asked, "What's going on? Is there anyone in Super Media who dares to bully you? Does Nolan Lewis want to be fired? Tell me what happened and I'll decide for you."