Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 374 - 189 What is Industrial Synergy?_2

Floors ten to eighteen would be used to establish an MCN company, initially focusing on entertainment live streamers. The nineteenth floor would be for dance training, the twentieth floor a fitness center, and the twenty-first for yoga, pole dancing, and Pilates. Everything above that would be converted into hotel space, including a few internet-famous restaurants, with the top floor becoming a high-standard private club.

The first basement level shouldn’t be wasted either. It would house a top-tier nightclub called Crazy 857. Attractive women could party there for free—not only would there be no cover charge, but they’d also be showered with various complimentary experiences from the floors above.

See? What do you call industrial synergy and chain integration?! This is it!

Live streamers would broadcast from daytime until 10:00 p.m. After 10:00 p.m., they’d head to the nightclub to be part of the "atmosphere team" and occasionally pick up other side jobs.

Can’t find any attractive women you fancy at the KTV? As long as you can afford it, a major internet celebrity with a million fans will come downstairs to sing and party with you!

Just name your preference: do you want someone who can sing, someone who can dance, or someone whose wild antics will make your scalp tingle?

If your standards are exceptionally high, then an annual membership at the top-floor private club is recommended. There, top internet celebrities with tens of millions of fans will be dedicated to serving you.

As for those attractive women who love nightclubs, pamper them well. Continuously channel them upwards to our various great enterprises, and we’ll never run out of fresh blood!

Just this building alone, how much money would it make in a year? Never mind that; it’s not important. As a man, a real man, if I don’t spend six or seven hundred million here in a day, I’d be too ashamed to show my face outside! Right?

...

"BWAHAHAHAHA!"

Xi Luting was laughing so hard she nearly did the splits. She desperately slapped the scoundrel’s chest, tears and saliva streaming down her face.

"You... you rotten scoundrel... you’re utterly shameless!"

Han Lie played with her hair, his expression smug as he asked, "Pretty impressive, right? Have you ever met a man with such grand ideals before?"

"Pfft!"

She collapsed laughing once more.

In fact, Han Lie’s joke was more than just a joke. It was his way of reminding Xi Luting: Even though I’m buying you a car and plan to buy you a house, my heart belongs to the 800 million young women of the world, so don’t get any ideas.

Whether Xi Luting understood this or not was unknown.

But her attitude clearly showed she didn’t much care about Han Lie’s philandering. He’s a scoundrel, after all; I’m used to it.

Some girls dream of marriage early on, like Chen Yanfei and Yu Yun.

Others prefer to play around, like Fang Feifei and Pan Ge. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Xi Luting was somewhere in between. She wasn’t in a rush to marry early, nor was she particularly fond of playing around; her sole obsession was climbing the social ladder.

That’s why she took her personal career so seriously.

However, since she started hanging out with Pan Ge, that Black-hearted White Lotus would occasionally take a jab at her, gradually making Xi Luting realize her own naiveté.

Climbing the social ladder wasn’t that easy, and building a career was even harder. Han Lie, on the other hand, seemed more reliable.

Thus, her resistance weakened bit by bit, and her dependence on Han Lie grew daily. Now, she was finding it hard to bring herself to sever this unfortunate connection.

She was a bit like a turtle retreating into its shell, verbally insisting, "I’m not listening, I’m not listening!" while her heart vacillated between confusion and clarity.

Well, confused when she was in a good mood, and clear-headed when she wasn’t.

Right now, she was in high spirits. So, no matter how outrageous or wild Han Lie got, I don’t care, she thought.

"Yes, yes, you’re the one with the grandest ideals... So, where do I fit into all this? What position have you arranged for me, and on which floor?"

"Ah?"

President Han was stumped. He frowned in thought but couldn’t come up with anything for a long moment.

"It feels like placing you anywhere wouldn’t quite fit... How about the seventh floor?"

"What’s on the seventh floor again?" she’d forgotten.

"A spa exclusively for female guests," Han Lie said with a mischievous grin, playfully touching her. "You can be the owner. And when attractive clients need service, you can personally be the masseuse..."

"Damn!"

Xi Luting was so annoyed she slapped him, but not two seconds later, she started chuckling again.

"Alright, that’s actually a good job. I had such a blast teasing Pan Ge..."

"See? I’ve seen right through you. You’re inwardly buzzing with anticipation."

Hehehe... I do confess I have a *little* fondness for those risqué novels in the women’s fiction category...

"Then have you tried writing one yourself?"

"Get lost! I’m not that twisted!"

She got flustered! She really got flustered!

She opened her mouth to bite him but was restrained. Realizing she couldn’t win by force, she resorted to acting coquettishly again.

Han Lie particularly enjoyed their current state.

His body was that of a young man: brimming with energy, possessing powerful attributes, and driven by an innate desire for release and catharsis.

His soul was that of a middle-aged man. He understood how to savor tenderness and the mental gratification of being worshipped, needed, and obeyed by a young woman. He found even greater joy in the lingering, sweet aftertaste of their encounters.

This combination allowed him to derive multifaceted ecstasy from the entire experience, continuously bolstering his masculine confidence.

Confident individuals are always happier, more charismatic, and more likely to be successful.

Until the age of 22, neither family nor school education had instilled confidence in Han Lie.

After turning 22, societal education had the opposite effect. It beat him down repeatedly, making him increasingly unsure of what confidence even was.

It wasn’t until he was reborn, confronted his past humiliations head-on, and used the haunting experiences of his past—like inner demons—as nourishment, that Han Lie finally understood how to live, how to strive, how to focus on himself, and how to savor happiness...

Now, he felt fantastic.

Life is short; a true man ought to live like this.

...

At 8:00 p.m., the two of them finally freshened up and went for dinner.

Han Lie ate a simple meal, as he had more boxing practice later. Xi Luting, however, ate meat heartily, stocking up on energy for her fitness training the next day.

Due to Han Lie’s self-discipline, the young women around him had also begun to focus on fitness and sculpting their physiques.

Xi Luting would achieve a perfect physique ahead of schedule, and Pan Ge too would radiate an even more dazzling brilliance than in her previous life. This gave Han Lie a profound sense of satisfaction, like that of a cultivator watching his garden bloom—truly beautiful.