The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Wine, Beauty, Wealth and Aura Blind the Eyes

When Lin Fan opened his eyes, he was lying on a comfortable big bed, but where he was and how he had gotten there were fuzzy in his memory—he had blacked out from drinking.

Last night at the dinner table, he had drunk about half a kilo of alcohol, enough to awaken him from any stupor, but unexpectedly, he was filled up with more drinks on the forth floor.

There was no helping it, those seemingly young girls turned out to be dangerously good at playing drinking games like "collarbone challenge," "twin peaks waterfall," and "word of mouth." They really enjoyed themselves, and naturally, Lin Fan had not drunk any less. Of course, he was taken advantage of multiple times, especially after they discovered Lin Fan’s clear advantage—they even made bets on who could make Lin Fan "explode."

That night, Lin Fan truly discovered what a "pond of wine and forest of meat" meant and what utter debauchery was. It turned out that under the influence of money, the base nature of humans could vividly manifest, and the so-called virtues of propriety, justice, integrity, and honor had long been obliterated.

As Lin Fan massaged his head, recalling last night’s events, the telephone by the bed rang. On seeing the caller ID was Zhang Cai Ni, he pressed the answer button.

"You must have had a blast last night. I heard this morning. Last night, your feats were spectacular. You were challenged by over a dozen women in turns, yet you faced them without fear. It was truly a breakout battle for you. You really made a splash this time."

Zhang Cai Ni’s tone was teasing. Hearing this, Lin Fan could only wryly massage his head.

"I drank way too much last night, I don’t remember anything afterwards."

"That’s normal. It’s your first time seeing such debauchery. Any man would not be able to resist. If you can still stand up, come over to the location I sent you at noon, Old Zhu has a gift for you."

Zhang Cai Ni understood too well how chaotic last night had been. After all, a woman’s hips are a lethal weapon; too many men had fallen for it. With the time agreed upon, the call ended.

Fan got out of bed and pulled open the curtains. Only then did he realize he was still in the bathhouse, but now he was

"Knock, knock, knock!"

was marveling, the door was

thighs with each movement, faintly flashing the delicate space beneath. Although their features weren’t top-tier, they were still classical beauties with fair skin and

to the bed’s monitoring, you have awoken. You drank a lot last night and must be feeling uncomfortable, so our manager has sent us to provide

polite demeanor, plus the slender figures, no man could possibly refuse. Thus, Lin Fan obediently

raised curves up close. One moved from the head down, the other from the feet up, their tender strokes and the right pressure felt so reviving that even a newly awakened Lin Fan could not help but feel refreshed. His nostrils filled with the fragrance of the women’s perfume, he suddenly shivered, for the

"This works too!"

services, but now, it seemed he had underestimated its very existence. No wonder someone said last night that this was a paradise

the elegance of wearing a cheongsam, from any perspective, these were presences a man couldn’t resist. By now, Lin Fan’s values

waiting for you on the third

the gaze of the female manager standing in the hallway had changed. Taking the elevator to the third floor, Mr. Zhao and the others were already seated at the dining table, waiting. As they saw Lin Fan approaching, they all got up with cheerful smiles, "Jin, you’ve gained quite

did a drink change

said with a laugh as he sat down at the dining table, where attendants had already brought various

these girls all call you the Golden Spear King. Even those two foreigners reportedly

stunned, feeling a bit regretful, but he didn’t show it on his face. After eating, they took the elevator back to the basement, walked through the corridor, and returned to the VIP dressing area on the first floor

at the seven-story building. Who would have thought that a place

Zhao, how much did we