How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

"Over a million isn't even considered money in the eyes of the rich, right? A pretty college student's annual expenses alone for being taken care of would exceed that."

"Alright, stop being jealous, everyone. I just asked SOS's marketing and found out who the big spender is. People like that are too far out of our league; it's already pretty good just to be able to gaze upon them."

"Who is it? That impressive? Principal Wang?"

The man speaking rolled his eyes, "The only person you know is Principal Wang, huh? Put them side by side, and this guy is way more impressive than Principal Wang.

Over the years, although Principal Wang has been hyped up to the skies, based on what we know, how much has he really spent? The most they say about him is that he started a business with five small goals. But Gu Heng could easily drop tens of billions of dollars just like that. How could Principal Wang even compare?

Wait until Wang Jianlin steps down and Principal Wang inherits the family business, then maybe they can be compared. Right now, they're not even on the same level."

As they spoke, Gu Heng became the center of their conversations...

This VIP booth was merely a microcosm of the entire SOS nightclub, where at least 80% of the patrons were discussing Gu Heng...

Lin Jiayun listened to the loud conversations around her, her swan-like neck subconsciously lifted higher...

To her, praising Gu Heng was no different from praising herself.

The more magnificent Gu Heng was in others' mouths, the higher she would ascend alongside him.

With this thought, Lin Jiayun turned her head, leaned over to He Jing's ear, and tried her best to overpower the music, "Did you hear what these people are saying? Following Gu Heng, you can safely dream of things you never dared to imagine before!

As long as you make him happy, he has numerous ways to make your fantasies become reality!"

Perhaps it was the nightclub atmosphere that was so stirring; the normally restrained He Jing seemed to have opened Pandora's box of desire, her brain now overtaken by longing as she nodded emphatically...

...

Meanwhile, in the executive VIP room.

Gu Heng was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching the group before him bowing respectfully in thanks, his face unchanged, as if the person who had spent 1.68 million wasn't him...

It wasn't that he was putting on airs, but rather there simply wasn't anything to be excited about...

At first, he thought he might feel something from this charade, but unexpectedly, there was not the slightest ripple in his heart...

Gu Heng figured it was probably because his wealth had grown too quickly; his desire for such show-off needs had diminished greatly, which explained the lack of any inner turmoil...

Just consider that this was only his third time to a nightclub. If everyone got bored just after a couple of visits like him, there wouldn't be so many nightclubs around the world, and the industry wouldn't be so profitable...

In contrast, the internet celebrities, mere bystanders, were even more excited than Gu Heng.

Some who couldn't handle the thrill were turning red-faced, carefully taking out their phones to capture the moment...

This was service bought with 1.68 million, and for some, that amount could exceed their annual income. How could they not be thrilled?

But watching these internet celebrities, Gu Heng started to ponder.

Since this low-level show-off no longer satisfied him, why not change the game?

Weren't these internet celebrities just the right tools?

Their fans might see them as goddesses, but Gu Heng didn't take them seriously. To be blunt, women of their looks were dime a dozen; just a simple wave of his hand and he could gather a whole squad to jump into his bed...

Their only advantage was the title of "internet celebrity," which didn't mean anything in Gu Heng's eyes.

Upon this reflection, Gu Heng had Jiajun disperse the group that had come to offer drinks and stood up, saying, "Now that the drinks are here, it's no fun just drinking. Let's play a game, shall we?"

Hearing Gu Heng's words, the internet celebrities looked at one another, puzzled.

One of the braver ones asked, "What game shall we play, Mr. Gu? Dice or something?"

Gu Heng shook his head, "Dice isn't very interesting, and I don't know how to play that stuff."

Now the internet celebrities were even more perplexed. What else could you play in a bar besides dice?

Gu Heng looked at their faces and smiled, "Even though you are all looks-based broadcasters, you haven't missed out on dance training with Wuyou Media, right? Let's not do 'Truth or Dare.' Let's keep it simple with a talent competition."

"The bar is still warming up, and the stage is sitting there idle. Pretend you're talent show contestants for a minute. Everyone here tonight is a judge; let them score you and see who's the most popular. How about that?"

As Gu Heng's voice faded, a wave of resistance filled the hearts of the influencers.

They were willing to accompany Gu Heng solely because he was wealthy, and being with him came with benefits.

But to go up on stage and dance, to be scored by the patrons of the club?

What did Gu Heng take them for? Wasn't this too insulting?

Although they didn't dare to object because of Gu Heng's status, not a single person spoke up; clearly, none of them were willing...

Gu Heng's response was within his expectations, and he chuckled. "It's just a game, and I won't force anyone to join. But since it is a game, of course, there will be a prize.

How about this? The one who ends up being the most popular will get a personal reward of 1 million in cash, transferred on the spot.

How about that? Anyone interested now?"

As Gu Heng's words settled, a glint appeared in the eyes of the dozen or so influencers...

1 million!!

That was no small sum...

Ordinary people always think influencers make a lot of money, but those in the industry know best whether they really do.

Granted, some influencers really do make money. With only a few million followers, they can rake in millions a month and pay tens of millions in taxes annually.

But those influencers who can monetize their popularity are just a minority; having one among a hundred is impressive enough.

For influencers like them, with their pretty faces and several million fans, their earning potential was pitifully small. Their only income was from live streaming and accepting ad deals from Star Atlas, and even then, most of it was taken by the platforms and the company.

Unless they were willing to abandon their bottom line, flying all over the country and garnering additional income, making even an income of over a hundred thousand a month was considered very decent...

In other words, 1 million was almost half a year or even a year's total income for these people...

How could they not be tempted?

Besides, their usual gigs involved skirting the line in short videos and flirting with seduction. The real reason for their reluctance was simply because they felt humiliated by Gu Heng...

With Gu Heng's offer of a 1 million prize, nobody felt humiliated anymore; instead, it seemed like a pie falling from the sky...

If this was humiliation, then they would welcome as much of this kind of humiliation as possible...

With that thought, someone finally took the leap. Gu Heng had a faint impression of her; her online name seemed to be "A Sip of Milk Cap", an influencer with over 3 million followers, known for her pure desire aesthetic and creating border-skimming, nutritionless costume-change videos...

Gu Heng had expected that it would be one of those glass-brand influencers who couldn't resist first, but to his surprise, it was this voice with a twang.

"Mr. Gu, I... I don't know any complete dances, I only know some simple ones. Can I join~?"

Having said that, she looked up at Gu Heng with a pitiable appearance. Unspoken but evident, this twangy voice had some energy...

Gu Heng felt a bit of appreciation for this woman who knew the ways of the world and smiled, "This isn't a professional stage. As long as you're willing, you can just stand there; ultimately, the bar's customers are the ones who will vote."

"Thank you, Brother Gu~"

Hearing her twangy voice, Gu Heng almost shed a layer of goosebumps...

Following "A Sip of Milk Cap's" registration, the rest of the influencers all voiced their desire to participate, fearing they'd miss out on the 1-million prize. Even Liu Siyao and Yumeng, two influencers with tens of millions of followers, agreed...

Gu Heng watched their eager expressions and the corners of his mouth lifted into a light smile.

From the moment he planned this game, he never thought he'd be turned down. 1 million might be a drop in the bucket for him, but for these people, it was a huge sum. How many could resist the temptation of a million?

In today's society, it's not just that money can make the devil turn a mill; money can make the mill turn the devil...

Flaunt a million and it's not just about getting someone to dance to please you.

If you ask someone to perform a striptease on stage, there will be plenty of people who are willing.