Yu Mingxuan, one hundred eighty centimeters tall with height-increasing insoles, weighed up to 135 pounds at his heaviest, dyed his hair blond when he looked his best.
At this moment, he was at his wealthiest.
Yu Mingxuan stared at Jiang Yuan with a playful expression, waiting for him to give that classic response.
He could see Jiang Yuan surrounded by a group of people, even more than the men on his side, but what use was that when there were many willing to work for money at the bar.
Yu Mingxuan could even imagine the scene: when he took out a handful of cash, motivated a crowd to stand up, and made the tall guy across the room back down, how excited the women around him would be!
Maybe they'd be willing to indulge without him spending any money.
As Yu Mingxuan pondered, he squeezed the girl's hand with force, causing her to squeal in pain, and he smiled pleasantly.
