While the words were spoken, the necessary actions were still undertaken. Wang Zhuo's conglomerate used designated personnel to instruct allied media outlets to drop any coverage of the "Mainland Girl Bao'er" incident.

Thus, the media once again fell silent en masse. As for the back-alley gossip rags and certain online platforms, even Qin Xue could only sigh about their reach being too limited, forcing Wang Zhuo to simply let them churn as they pleased.

Just as Wang Zhuo had anticipated, after the news traveled from Taiwan to the mainland, Gan Shuang continued as if nothing had happened, going about her business and mentioning the matter not a word. Meanwhile, Fu Xinran used a business trip as an excuse to disappear for several days, and upon her return, she maintained the same silence.

Wang Zhuo knew these two women must have spoken, though the substance remained unknown. He didn't press, sensing that Gan Shuang appeared to be orchestrating a much larger strategy...

In the last few days, Wang Zhuo's friends had been having a pleasant time—no, perhaps "exceptionally pleasant" was the more accurate term.

Fei Long revealed his cunning side. After several days of haggling over every penny during negotiations with the Beidu Corporation, the man referred to as "Three-Fish Deputy President" finally understood: the fellow was intentionally quibbling over trivial details to stall for time, allowing Wang Zhuo's friends to take turns enjoying the eight female celebrities he had brought along.

This behavior was utterly despicable! Yet, the Three-Fish man was powerless to stop it. In commercial dealings, the weaker party often has to endure the other's unreasonable demands. As the saying goes, it’s easy to deal with the King of Hell, but hard to deal with a minor devil. This Mr. Jin Chengyou was neither a king nor a devil, yet he held considerable sway over this cooperation project, and his actions were clearly tacitly approved by the "King of Wealth," given that those being entertained were precisely the King's friends!

The Three-Fish man had no choice but to repeatedly acquiesce to Fei Long’s requests, watching glumly as those Chinese men paraded back and forth in the hotel floor he had booked for the night. Those eight female celebrities, adored by legions of fans back home, were reduced to paid companions—sometimes two or three entertaining one man, and sometimes one entertaining two or three...

The Three-Fish man swore he had never felt so humiliated in his life. He had brought his country’s most outstanding and famous beauties thousands of miles to China, only for them to become playthings subject to the whims of others! Previously, it was only the Japanese who enjoyed this kind of treatment from the Chinese; now, the tables had turned, and the offering was the nation's beauties, major idols!

Wang Zhuo had significant business to attend to and still indulged in private pleasures. After meeting the Three-Fish man once, he had completely forgotten about his island nation friend, and he was hardly aware of Fei Long’s activities, let alone the fact that Lu Weimin and Geng Bin were both indulging and even engaging in group activities!

Although Fei Long, who was "bringing honor to the country," had reverted to his unreliable old habits, this time, Sha Donghao and Geng Bin wholeheartedly supported his actions. Only the Three-Fish man remained depressed. If this continued, upon returning home, he would certainly be branded with shame by the Beidu Corporation; even if the deal was secured, his deputy president position would likely be lost.

Years later, everyone would still remember those dreamlike, wild days. The world's best at pleasing men were Japanese women, and the most skilled among them were these eight famous film stars. Fei Long had created this opportunity for them to experience the ultimate pleasures a man could desire.

Even when they had all become influential figures—where hiring not just Japanese adult film actresses but even idol stars became trivial—that period of reckless youth remained vivid and unforgettable.

As for what accomplishments Wang Zhuo achieved by that time, that shall remain a secret for now...

The sudden arrival of the eight top-tier Japanese adult film actresses at a mid-range Western restaurant near the Medical University became the sensation of that summer semester, even overshadowing the rumors involving "Big Man" and Director Rong’s sweetheart.

And those lucky few who managed to take a photo with these eight superstars that day became objects of envy and jealousy for countless "master masturbators."

But no one knew that among these supposed lucky ones, five young men—Geng Bin, Zheng Peng, Liu Zhanfu, and two others—were fortunate enough to have enjoyed more intimate contact. While Liu Zhanfu and two others merely shared an unforgettable night of physical bliss, Geng Bin and Zheng Peng doubled that pleasure, even achieving a hat-trick, followed by nights of revelry and group indulgence!

This "intimate contact" didn't mean just casual touching or hugging! They played for keeps! For a guy like the squint-eyed Liu Zhanfu, being forced to keep such a triumphant secret locked inside was harder than death itself!

Others envied him just for having a photo with those big stars, but he had enjoyed a passionate fling with one of them, savoring the Japanese flavor, tasting what a big star was like—a sublime experience that countless men dreamed of but could never attain. Yet, this was something he couldn't speak of. It felt like returning home in glory only to find no one to celebrate with!

He managed to hold it in for three days before the urge became unbearable, finally confessing the event at a reunion of fellow provincials. To his shock, they laughed, calling him a braggart, a liar with no sense of scale, spinning tales without blinking.

Liu Zhanfu was driven mad, utterly driven mad. What is the greatest pain in the world? To accomplish something you could boast about for a lifetime but be unable to tell anyone. What is worse than that? To finally break down and tell someone, only to have absolutely no one believe you!

That evening, back at school, Liu sat alone on the corridor window ledge, nursing a bottle of beer and sighing. The more he thought about the injustice, the stronger the urge to confide grew. But whom could he tell? The events of the afternoon had proven that no one would believe his experience. Then it hit him: he should confide in the classmates who shared the same treatment that day! They would be the only ones who truly understood!

He searched around and found two guys missing. Liu Zhanfu caught up with Geng Bin and Zheng Peng in Zheng Peng’s dorm room. The two were adjusting their clothes as they headed out, dressed as if they were going on a blind date—completely different from their usual selves, looking like young masters from wealthy families or scions of prominent clans.

Liu Zhanfu was startled and blurted out, "Holy hell, where are you two off to?"

"Going out for something," Zheng Peng chuckled dryly.

Don't let the squinty, triangular eyes fool you; this guy’s eyesight was top-notch. He immediately detected the unnaturalness in Zheng Peng’s expression: "No, there's something up with you two!"

"What could be wrong with us?" Geng Bin acted much more naturally than Zheng Peng, laughing lightly. "Actually, we're meeting two female net friends from the Foreign Languages department—going to King’s Feast for seafood."

"Cut the crap. Four of you going to King’s Feast would cost over a thousand. Are you expecting the girls to pay?" Liu Zhanfu stepped forward, blocking their path. "Tell me the truth, or neither of you is leaving today."

Geng Bin and Zheng Peng became instantly troubled. They were friends; how could they go out for delicacies and romantic pleasures while Liu Zhanfu remained clueless? They felt genuinely bad about it.

But Fei Long hadn't invited Liu Zhanfu. Whose fault was that? Why didn’t Liu Zhanfu cling tightly to Wang Zhuo's coattails? When they were playing ball and drinking with Wang Zhuo, this kid prioritized romance over friendship and went dating in the Nursing College!

"Huh?" Liu Zhanfu’s brow slowly furrowed. His triangular eyes widened in disbelief. "You two... don't tell me you're off to do that thing again?" The term "doing that thing" referred to the night everyone spent with the Japanese beauties. It had to be said that Liu Zhanfu's intuition was as sharp as his vision; he hit the nail right on the head.

Zheng Peng hesitated, about to speak, but his straightforward nature betrayed him. That small gesture revealed all his secrets. Liu Zhanfu’s jaw dropped in astonishment: "Holy crap, are you two even human? You have good fortune like that and don't tell me?!"

"Keep it down, why are you shouting?" Geng Bin quickly motioned for him to be quiet, his smile tinged with bitterness. "It's not that we didn't want to bring you; Fei Long only invited Zheng Peng and me and specifically told us not to call you."

"Fei Long?" Liu Zhanfu paused, surprised. "Isn't it the class monitor?"

"The class monitor probably doesn't even know about this!" Geng Bin murmured. "Fei Long said, since the Japanese are practically begging us for this cooperation, we might as well take the free benefits. Since so many beauties showed up, why not give some perks to Wang Instructor’s friends!"

"Give perks?!" Liu Zhanfu let out a laugh that bordered on tears. "What a unique kind of perk!"

Geng Bin shrugged helplessly. "That’s the gist of it. He didn't tell us to invite you, so we couldn't just bring you along on our own initiative. Zheng Peng and I figured if we told you, you'd just be miserable, so we kept quiet."

"Fine then!" Liu Zhanfu pointed at Geng Bin and then at Zheng Peng, speaking with annoyance. "No wonder I haven't seen you two around these past few days; you’ve been off enjoying perks, haven't you? Being so selfish—aren't you afraid of having diarrhea later?" Zheng Peng offered a look of helpless apology, chuckling, "But even if we didn't go, you wouldn't have gotten a piece anyway."

"I don't care; you two are still being disloyal!" Liu Zhanfu felt he was losing out too much. Borrowing the boldness of the beer, he started to act entitled. "I give you two options: either the three of us go tonight, and you figure out a way to get Fei Long to include me, or neither of you leaves here—you'll stay and argue with me!"

Geng Bin and Zheng Peng were speechless, looking at each other with looks of bitter amusement. Not going was impossible; turning down such a golden opportunity would make them fools. But leaving Liu Zhanfu behind also seemed impossible; this guy’s lust was notorious, and if he missed out on this kind of good fortune, he would resent them for a lifetime!

"How about this," Geng Bin pulled Zheng Peng aside and started whispering.

Liu Zhanfu ignored them, having made up his mind. Tonight, he was sticking to these two no matter what. As long as they stayed within his sight, they could try whatever tricks they wanted!

"Will it work?" Zheng Peng asked Geng Bin, sounding hesitant after hearing the plan.

Geng Bin whispered back, "It should be fine. Besides, Little Fu is quite pathetic, look how red-eyed he is with worry."

"Alright then, I'll listen to you," Zheng Peng agreed after a moment of hesitation.