Chapter 96 Whoever's turf, whoever is in charge

  The world is like a chessboard, everyone is a player, but also a pawn in someone else's eyes.

  Everyone thinks himself clever, but in other people's eyes he is a fool.

  Ni Qingjun thought that Wang Yu was a complete fool for throwing money at himself to support a singer. But the money Wang Yu spent wasn't his own, so he wouldn't feel heartbroken. He might even think of Mi Tuan as a rich fool who couldn't spend all his money.

  Bai Ling might think that Wang Yu is a fool who would spend money for his sister with just a little temptation, but she doesn't know that Wang Yu has already set her and her sister as targets. In her heart, however, she was thinking about how to compensate Wang Yu, whether it's by returning the negatives of the secret society meeting or by quitting her job at Ding Sheng and no longer digging into the secrets between Wang Yu, Leng Yan, and Ye An Hao. She thought this was a secret in her heart, but didn't know that Wang Yu had already seen her thoughts through the master system.

  The surface of the rice ball hurts, King Yu's money is spent, but in his heart, he is delighted. Go ahead and use it, the more you use, the more you can't refuse my request to learn how to drive. The rice ball thinks that he is like a hunter hiding behind the scenes, giving a little sweetness, can make the prey die for himself. As a young member of the Imperial Capital's aristocratic family, he feels that he is making progress.

  No matter how much Bai Ling made a fuss, nor how great the customers' opposing opinions were, the third contestant's flowers still poured in wildly, similarly surpassing Bai Jie, and only one more than Bai Jie, as if intentionally mocking Wang Yu and others.

  The result of the game was so embarrassing that even the host didn't want to read it out loud: No. 7 came in first, No. 10 second, and No. 4 Bai Jie third, a complete reversal from the results before the replay.

  The most shameless and incompetent thing the authorities did was to arrange for a few of their own people to pretend to be big-spending customers, loudly explaining: "I'm a supporter of Miss Furen No. 7, the last few hundred votes were cast by me, what's wrong with that? I wanted to give Miss Furen a surprise in the end, can't I? It's my money, I want to spend it whenever I want."

  The supporters of Miss Number Ten also came out from nowhere, loudly declaring to the crowd: "I am a supporter of Ah Feng Number Ten, I have plenty of money, and I don't care about your accusations, you poor bastards! I won't explain anything, do whatever you want!"

  Wang Yu, along with Bai Ling and Mi Tuan, also rushed to the front of the stage, hearing these two people's arrogant attitude, like a terrorist organization taking responsibility for a certain terrorist attack. Wang Yu immediately checked their information and mental state, only coldly raising a middle finger at them.

  "Sister, I knew you'd bring friends along, hehe, I'm fine. Really, don't quarrel with them again." Bai Jie half-squatted at the edge of the stage, her right knee touching the ground, her legs tightly closed to prevent exposure. Her face still wore a smile, just like when she first went on stage, confident and composed.

  "How can this be? I specially invited good friends to help you win the monthly crown, and we clearly won, but they suddenly cheated." Bai Ling pulled on Wang Yu's arm, indignantly saying, "I was watching from the side when the flowers were being cast. From the start of the vote count, Wang Yu kept pressing the flower-giving key until the last second, and the counter showed over 600 votes. How is it possible for these two people to cast 700 or 800 flowers in just one song's time?"

  "Sister, maybe the boss who threw flowers is not just one, so don't mind. The boss here has a very strong background, it's troublesome to offend the boss." Bai Jie comforted with a smile. After hearing her sister's introduction, she saw Wang Yu and was stunned for a moment, exclaiming, "Is that you? How did you come?"

  For this mixed black path of Wang Yu, Bai Jie had a deep impression. During the Qingming Festival tomb-sweeping, that group of black-clad people respectfully called him "Young Master Yu", obviously the big head of the gang. The other day, she saw a photo taken by her sister, one of which was Wang Yu standing on the rooftop, with the sun rising from behind him, and his figure faintly visible in the midst of the brilliant light, like a god, it was simply cool to death. Bai Jie at that time wanted to enlarge this photo into a wall painting, but was seriously refused by her sister.

  "Your sister sold you to me, saying that as long as I gave more than six hundred flowers, you would be my woman. Obviously, I did it, now it's your turn." Wang Yu smiled and shook hands with her, looking up from the bottom, only seeing a pair of snow-white thighs, the legs closed without any gaps, unable to see her beautiful scenery.

  "You're lying, my sister wouldn't do that. Selling me for just over 600,000, the price is too low." Bai Jie smiled, clearly not believing Wang Yu's words.

  Her first half sentence was okay, but the second half almost made Wang Yu vomit blood. These two sisters are alike, both like to put transactions on their lips. It turned out that she didn't believe in being sold by her sister, just because the price was too low.

  "You name a price, and my brother can afford it. Of course, don't exceed the sleeping-with price of a Hong Kong or Taiwanese A-list celebrity." Mi Tuan felt ignored again, so he squeezed next to Wang Yu and shook a gold-colored bank card in front of Bai Jie.

  "Little brother, go play on the side! Adults are talking, kids don't interrupt." Bai Jie was like a small chili pepper, not willing to eat any loss, waving her hand as if shooing away flies, clearly uninterested in Mi Tuan, this pale and weak half-grown youth.

  Mi Tuan loudly refuted, wanting to say that he was already an adult and had attended university, but looked young, only to see Bai Jie get up and walk away.

  The host's name was Bai Jie, and Nai Qingjun had already appeared, smiling as he announced that the data was fine and everything was normal, and the final results would be released in the predetermined order. As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Yu with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

  Bai Ling stood beside Wang Yu, saying dejectedly: "Before the competition, we shouldn't have clashed with Jin Bi Huan's boss. It must be him who is secretly plotting against us. At that time, I was too flustered to think of it, and now it's too late. I'm afraid my sister will also suffer his revenge if she works here."

  It's every man for himself, and Wang Yu hadn't become arrogant enough to insist on making Nie Qingjun surrender to him. Since the other party had already set a trap, he didn't mind losing this city or land either. Besides, what he wanted was almost within his grasp.

  Ignoring Bai Ling's concern, Wang Yu was carefully examining Bai Jie's information.

  Name: Bai Jie

  Gender: Female

  Age: 23 years old

  Native place: Sichuan Chengdu

  Occupation: Bar Resident Singer

  Skills: Eighteen Falls of Drunken Fist, Cotton Palm, Dance, Piano

  Current emotional state: Damn the unspoken rules, didn't I accompany you to entertain the distinguished guest last time, and now you're suppressing me? How childish! If this place doesn't keep me, there's another place that will!

  Capture success rate: 59%

  Requires kindness value: 106

  Affinity: 70 (Affinity determines loyalty. Before capture, it's affinity; after capture, it's loyalty.)

  Is it caught as a pet?

  Yes No

  (Note: Each time a capture fails, the capture success rate will decrease by 1%, and it will be automatically added to "My Friends" column for future capture.)

  Wang Yu did not expect that Bai Jie's favorability towards him had reached 70, and the love value he needed to capture was 106 points, a little less than Bai Ling. Through his understanding of the pet system, the required love value represents the current value of the pet, and the higher the value, the higher the required love value. These attributes will fluctuate with the state of the pet, either increasing or decreasing.

  Wang Yu's current affection value limit has just been reached, but the number of affection points is only 21. As long as the affection points are replenished to full, Bai Jie can be caught.

  The final result was settled, and the Miss Moon Crown event also came to an end. Some customers left with complaints. Bai Jie changed her clothes behind the stage and ran to Wang Yu and Bai Ling's table, laughing: "Although I failed today, thank you for your support, Brother Yu! Let me toast you a glass!"

  As he spoke, without regard for whose cup was in front of him, he picked up a cup of red wine and poured it into his mouth.

  "That's my cup..." The wine on Wang Yu's table had all been poured out, because the flower-throwing incident was so unpleasant that no one wanted to drink anymore, except for his cup and the half cup in front of Bai Ling. There was no way around it, so Wang Yu could only pick up Bai Ling's wine cup and accompany Bai Jie in drinking.

  Bai Ling watched with a straight face, feeling that her sister had been taken advantage of. It was obviously an indirect kiss! She quickly advised her sister: "We've had enough to drink, let's go home. It's already too late, and I have work tomorrow."

  "It doesn't matter whether you go to the newspaper office early or late... Ah, why are you pinching me?" Bai Jie didn't know what her sister was doing and suddenly let it slip. Bai Ling was anxious, so she lightly pinched her.

  "You've had too much to drink, I'm working at an advertising company now, you always forget. Let's go, let's go, we're going home." Bai Ling hastily bid farewell to Wang Yu and pulled her bewildered sister away.

  "Brother Fei byebye, come play at the bar when you have time!" Bai Jie was pulled away, but still turned around to wave goodbye to Wang Yu.

  Wang Yu smiled and responded with a "yes", also leaving with the person. His colleagues had already dispersed, but he was pulled by Mi Tuan and didn't let go, getting into the driver's seat of the Lamborghini.

  "Don't drive after drinking, don't drink and drive, haven't you seen the traffic department's propaganda?" Wang Yu sat in the car and didn't forget to scold Mi Tuan a few words.

  "See, it's because I drank too much that I let you drive." Mǐ Tuán had already fastened his seatbelt and was waiting with bated breath for Wáng Yǔ to show off his divine driving skills.

  "What the...! Do you think I haven't had a drink?"

  "I have one older sister and no younger sisters."

  Wang Yu was completely speechless, only then did he realize that the princeling from the capital was not an ordinary person either, with a thick skin that rivaled his own from back in the day.

  Wang Yu slowly started the sports car and drove on the road at a snail's pace.

  Mi Tuan was anxious and waved his fist, shouting: "Brother Yu, Master Yu, speed up!"

  "You want me to speed up, I'll speed up. How embarrassing is that?" Wang Yu completely ignored Mi Tuan's urging, drunk driving was really not good, so he drove like an ordinary car, stopping and starting, without any racing spirit.

  Rice dumplings were defeated by Wang Yu, this guy is fast and can't be caught by surveillance cameras, slow down like driving a taxi.

  "Feather Brother, who did you learn racing skills from? Or are all of you hoodlums on Linjiang Road skilled at racing?"

  "On a dark and windy night, I inadvertently saved a retired racing god. To repay my lifesaving kindness, he passed on all his lifelong racing skills to me. On the riverside road, I acknowledge second place, no one dares to be first."

  "Go ahead and make it up! My sister was right, you're the kind of person who tells ten lies for every truth, and if one sentence is true, that's already a blessing." Mituan said with a disbelieving face.

  "Does your sister usually praise me like this?"

  "......" Is this irony?

  Next to him, a nondescript taxi suddenly pulled up alongside Wang Yu. Wang Yu inadvertently turned his head to glance at the taxi driver, and for an instant, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "Is it you?"