Chapter 86: I, the Dance King of Jinling, Cheng Zhixiang
Is social circles important? Of course they are.
If you’re wealthy and powerful, then social circles become irrelevant, because you are the very center of the circle.
Host: Cheng Yao
Looks: 85
Skills: Guitar, extraordinary hearing, heavenly voice, piano, acting king, racing god, photography
Wealth: 114,258,000
Girlfriends: Zhang Ya (bound), Lu Mengyao (bound)
Props: None
He’s already got five million invested in registering the company, one point nine million for the office building, all that's left is his own staff. He wonders how long Wang Yiming will take.
He also plans to ask Zheng Yuechan if she knows anyone to recommend. If he could just hire someone directly, that’d be ideal. Salary is no issue.
That’s what connections are for!
Envious, aren’t you?
Such treatment comes with a million-dollar annual salary.
In truth, for a gold-medal agent like Zheng Yuechan to be working as a planner in his little company is a real injustice—offering her a million a year is more than justified.
In fact, as long as she sincerely helps him with his affairs, he’d be willing to let her ride on top of him;
Of course, on his head if she wants!
Cheng Yao had long prepared himself mentally for selling his looks.
In a small company, a million-dollar salary is a dream, a goal, so it’s nearly impossible for another small company to offer her such a deal.
So Zheng Yuechan couldn’t resist the temptation and agreed to work two jobs.
Cheng Yao promised she’d only need to provide some planning proposals, old ones are fine, and help set future directions.
It’s like having an elder at home is like having a treasure—it’s the same principle.
Lin Ketong still had one lottery draw left...
[Do you wish to draw a skill?]
Cheng Yao guessed it would be dance, since Lin Ketong was said to be from a dance academy.
[Congratulations, you have acquired the skill “Dance Mastery.” Quickly familiarize yourself with this skill, apply it to your life, and make yourself even more outstanding.]
Skill: Dance Mastery
Effect: Dashing Latin dance, stylish jazz, provocative pole dance... you can master them all perfectly.
As expected, it was a dance skill—no surprises there.
Singing, dancing, piano, guitar, acting, photography—he was developing in every direction. Was he a hexagon warrior now?
I,
King of Dance in Jinling?
Apart from dance, Lin Ketong didn’t seem to have any other talents, but the pole dance was truly dazzling—it made his scalp tingle.
Indeed, when a man gets flamboyant, women don’t stand a chance.
Since New Street was nearby, Cheng Yao didn’t bother going far. He ate stone pot bibimbap in the mall, the crispy rice was especially fragrant.
“Hey handsome, can we sit here?”
Two beautiful women walked over; Cheng Yao looked up, data flashing before his eyes. “Please, have a seat.”
“Thank you.”
The beauties exchanged a smile and sat across from him.
They went everywhere together—one had long hair, the other short. Their styles differed, but both scored around seventy in looks. Their outfits were particularly cool, carrying Chanel bags and earrings—it seemed they were rich ladies.
Cheng Yao now had some discernment—he knew quite a bit about luxury brands, and could spot them if he looked closely.
Unfortunately, he didn’t need a rich lady.
Compared to a month ago, his looks had only improved a little, but his temperament had greatly elevated thanks to his various skills. He appeared quiet and artistic, and his handsome face often attracted requests for contact information...
He found this rather frustrating.
Yet after finishing the meal, the women didn’t ask for his contact info. Cheng Yao found it odd—did they simply want to sit here?
But the way they sized him up earlier was unmistakable.
After leaving, one of the beauties said, “I win. He didn’t ask for your contact info. Lunch and afternoon tea are on you.”
“Alright.”
Not getting her wish, the long-haired beauty was a bit disappointed, laughing as she said, “Guys like him are everywhere. Did you fancy him?”
“No, but he’s really handsome, and his temperament is nice—very clean...”
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Leaving the fifth floor, Cheng Yao headed straight to the underground parking lot.
After paying the parking fee, he drove off to Xianlin. He’d skipped half the morning, but still needed to attend class. Besides, staying outside was boring—school was more interesting.
He also needed to talk to Liu Hanyue about the filming.
He’d not only be the manager, but also the photographer, editor, and so on—taking on all roles himself.
Vroom vroom vroom~~
It was busy at noon, but still only took half an hour.
He parked in the usual spot and only took off his sunglasses once back at school, heading towards the School of Economics.
Back in the dorm, Wang Wenbo held a basketball and said, “Yo, you’re back. Want to play?”
“Let me change shoes.”
“Alright.”
“You’ve been skipping class every day lately—what are you up to?”
Cheng Yao smiled, “Invested in some things, trying my hand at entrepreneurship.”
“Entrepreneurship? Be careful, it’s deep water. Don’t let anyone scam you.”
“Yeah. Where’s Zhu Huiyang and the others?”
“They’re already there, playing against Class Two.”
After changing shoes and arriving at the court, several figures were running wild.
Cheng Yao squinted; there were a few girls around, and he even saw Liu Hanyue and Wang Churu sitting at the vent, enjoying the breeze. Why were they here?
Wang Churu waved. “Cheng Yao!”
“Mm.”
Cheng Yao nodded at him, then turned to Liu Hanyue. “The company’s already registered. The location is at Chaoyang Tower, New Street. I’ll take you to see it when you’re free.”
“Oh, okay. How about operations?”
“I’m looking for people. It’ll be sorted soon.”
“Cheng Yao, are you playing or not? Hurry up,” Wang Wenbo called.
“The seven-spotted ladybug is calling you.”
“Haha…”
Wang Wenbo wasn’t far away. Hearing Wang Churu use his nickname, his face flushed bright red—now everyone around knew he was nicknamed “Seven-Spotted Ladybug”!
Damn!
Liu Hanyue laughed so hard her tears almost came out, holding her stomach and leaning on Wang Churu.
Quite a few people were cooling off around the track, and couples whispered secrets.
On the basketball court, Classes One and Two were locked in battle. Zhu Huiyang shouted, “Cheng Yao, pass, pass…”
Cheng Yao had just dribbled past his opponent, but the defense closed in and he had to pass.
Twenty minutes later, he was drenched in sweat.
Wang Wenbo marveled, “Something’s off with you. I remember last time you weren’t this good at basketball.”
“I’ve been working out lately. With better fitness, you always look stronger.”
“That’s true.”
Class Two dispersed. Liu Hanyue brought over some water. “Here.”
“Thanks.”
“What about me?” Wang Wenbo looked hopefully at Liu Hanyue.
“None for you.”
Liu Hanyue ignored him and asked, “What kind of shoot are we doing?”
“What kind do you like?” Cheng Yao already had several personas and plans in mind. “Pure, bold, dashing, cute, quirky—I think you suit cute. Your eyes are so beautiful, just showing them off could make you famous.”
“Cute?”
Being praised made Liu Hanyue a little embarrassed. She looked down at her toes, feeling that “sexy” didn’t really fit her. “Alright, cute it is.”
Cute it is, then.
Better than having no trait at all.
“Exactly. Cute is your selling point.”
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Ps: Saw some people mention racing in the last chapter—not racing, thanks. I’m not who I used to be. The racing skill was just added on a whim.