I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2264 - 1441: Amadia
Previously on I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping...
"Miss, you're surely pulling my leg. How is it possible you don't have a boyfriend?"
Apang Palace.
Two complete strangers engaged in lively conversation.
Exactly.
Strangers.
Up until moments ago, they were total unknowns to one another, crossing paths purely by accident, and luckily, each was by themselves.
Could this be the essence of destiny?
Naturally.
Such destined encounters occur daily in the modern era, where sharing drinks or even tying the knot can happen in the blink of an eye.
"You're single yourself, aren't you?"
Her clever comeback drew laughter from the man, who embodied a sophisticated demeanor. Dressed impeccably and sporting a neat goatee, he seemed under forty, radiating a solid aura of reliability.
In a bustling metropolis like Kyoto, it's commonplace for accomplished men in their thirties or forties to remain eligible bachelors.
The goateed man professed his single status, yet he hadn't arrived at Apang Palace solo this evening.
He came for a job interview.
The candidate was a student from Kyoto Broadcasting College vying for a female broadcaster role.
That's correct.
A female broadcaster.
Far from any dubious back-alley operation; his employer, Huaxing Interactive Entertainment, dominates the field, boasting hundreds of streamers, among them superstars with millions of fans.
Though not the top boss, he holds a senior position there; even those mega-stars show him deference, and despite interviews not being his main duty, he steps up now and then.
Why not conduct it at the office, but here at Apang Palace instead?
It's his quirky preference.
The office feels too stiff; candidates stay tense. Apang Palace, Kyoto's premier nightlife spot known to all, helps them unwind while showcasing the firm's prestige, hitting multiple birds with one stone.
Regarding the public's clichéd views on the streaming world.
A major outfit doesn't stoop to sleaze.
Sure, they demand high standards for looks and build from applicants, but underhanded tricks seldom occur, especially not in interviews.
Furthermore.
Why bother with shady tactics anyway?
In this line of work, opportunities arise organically; as a Huaxing Interactive exec overseeing countless female streamers, he doesn't chase—they pursue him.
That broadcasting student exemplified it: excellent credentials, her smile flashing sweet dimples, sharp enough to toast liquor when he chose juice.
Still, he upholds ethics; in his executive role, he safeguards his reputation and the company's. Plus, constant exposure to the firm's stunning streamers has bred visual numbness and sapped his stamina, so post-interview, he brushed off her suggestive look and let her depart.
Beyond those valid excuses.
Truth be told, simply chatting with a lovely lady over drinks proves enjoyable, but crucially, tonight at Apang Palace, he spotted someone who set his pulse racing.
For a man of his caliber, experiencing such "stirring" counts as rare fortune, particularly since she sat alone.
Thus, he promptly released the broadcast student—many guys' fantasy—and shifted to personal pursuits after wrapping up business.
Even as an industry heavyweight in Kyoto's cutthroat scene, prudence reigns, especially at elite haunts like Apang Palace, where hidden elites might lurk. He avoids attached women, no doubt.
Yet after prolonged observation, he confirmed she had no escort.
Naturally.
Solitude merely qualified her; once seated, he remained impeccably courteous.
"Truthfully, I'm in media, surrounded by beauties daily, but you're the first I've met with such stunning looks, miss."
He left part unsaid.
Beyond mere beauty.
Her true allure lay in that irresistible "charm."
Big media firms drill professional poise into female streamers, honing skills to flaunt feminine appeal and draw male attention.
Yet her "charm" defied any manual; no training matches her effortless seduction—every glance and gesture drips with natural magnetism, like venom coursing through her veins, lethal to men.
His job's toll had left the goateed man drained and impotent at times, relying on pills, but now vitality surged, youth reborn; without a word or move from her, those eyes and features ignited primal urges.
Thankfully, the table concealed any awkwardness.
Ah...
Should she stream, wealthy scions would lose their minds.
Imagine that?
A barrage of lavish gifts!
Drawing from vast experience, the goateed man foresaw her instant rise to streaming royalty!
Don't dismiss streamers as low-class.
What age do we live in?
If streamers lack prestige, how do stars fare?
Back in antiquity, stars were mere entertainers hawking tunes and charm, dismissed as lowly entertainers.