Chapter 514 - 307: Lin Chu’s Sentiments and "Professionalism", Bootlicker Tang Qiang, Habsburg

Chapter 514: Chapter 307: Lin Chu’s Sentiments and "Professionalism", Bootlicker Tang Qiang, Habsburg

’He has money, but instead of expanding his business, he’s giving his employees houses? What kind of move is that?’

’I really don’t get it.’

’Of course, Brother Chu is already financially free, so he can do whatever he wants.’

’But as his brother, I have to look out for him a little.’

Hearing his idea, Lin Chu couldn’t help but nod and smile. "Sure, but I have one condition. Make good movies, not a single bad one. You can start by setting up an investment fund. Sign a few well-respected veteran artists, plus some young, talented directors and actors who lack capital. If we’re going to do this, we’re going for blockbusters—the kind that take a decade to perfect. I can afford it."

’This idea could work.’

’I’ve got money anyway. It’s just a drop in the bucket.’

’I haven’t really been to the movies much in the past two years, mainly because there’s just nothing good to watch.’

’What is all this garbage?’

Although it had something to do with overall consumer trends, Lin Chu still had a soft spot for the classics.

’When poor, one cultivates oneself in solitude.’

’When successful, one strives to better the world.’

’What is money?’

’Money is how you cast your vote!’

’To gradually reshape the world into something that fits my own aesthetic.’

’Even if I don’t make any money, I’ll be happy spending it this way. My satisfaction is something money can’t buy.’

On the other end of the line.

Zhang Peng frowned again, feeling a bit troubled.

’Classics aren’t something you can just decide to make. Even if you manage to produce a classic, it might not sell tickets.’

’But what Lin Chu said... The logic is definitely sound.’

He weighed his options, then nodded with a smile. "Alright, I have no objections. I’ll handle it then. I’ll start scouting for prospects and report back to you once I’ve found something."

"Okay, you handle it."

"The budget has no ceiling."

"Only pick the best, no matter how expensive!"

Lin Chu said this with great confidence, even a hint of instigation.

’Buy it!’

’Don’t hold back, just buy it!’

’Once I buy it, I’ll give it away!’

’And once I give it away, I get a rebate!’

’It’s a global shopping spree right now. It’d be best if things could blossom both at home and abroad.’

After the call, he hung up, drank another bottle of whiskey with Gao Haitao and the others, and only then left, fully satisfied.

’One must enjoy life to the fullest when things are going well!’

...

「The next day.」

It wasn’t until well after ten in the morning that Lin Chu "shot up from his deathbed," staring at the ceiling of the king-sized bedroom. He took a moment to recall where he was.

’Oh.’

’Paris.’

’I got a little carried away drinking last night.’

’I don’t have a headache now, though.’

However, the habit of sleeping early and waking up early that he had developed at the base in Russia was now completely gone.

His abs were also gradually showing a trend of merging back into a one-pack.

’This... can’t be helped.’

’If I get unbearably fat, I’ll just start working out again.’

He fished his phone out from under his pillow, skipped past all the unimportant messages, and focused only on the important ones.

Bian Gaige had sent a message a little after eight in the morning, asking if he was up.

They had planned to visit a world-renowned local economist and banker in Paris today.

It was a way to... pay respects to the local powers that be.

After all, they were new here.

For this kind of transnational merger, especially in the banking industry, connections were actually far more important than money.

If you couldn’t get the people on board, it didn’t matter how much money you had; if they wouldn’t sell to you, there was nothing you could do.

At the same time, they also had to consider high-level relationships and the approval process.

Lin Chu had already given Bian Gaige full authority to handle this matter. He sent a quick reply and didn’t ask any further questions.

’Leave professional matters to the professionals.’

’As for my own profession...’

’Spending money!’

’And chasing women!’

Lin Chu had a very clear understanding of this.

’I have no intention of changing.’

’And I can’t change even if I wanted to.’

He used to have some unrealistic fantasies about so-called "high society" and wanted to fit in.

’Now I just feel that, deep down, I’m still just a nouveau riche.’

’But, there’s nothing wrong with that.’

’Nouveau riche... it depends on just how rich you are.’

’If you’re at the level of the richest person in the world, is that still called "nouveau riche"?’

’That’s called being true to yourself!’

...

After taking a shower and having breakfast at the hotel, Lin Chu took two bodyguards and swaggered over to the Champs-Élysées, the fashion center of France, and indeed, the entire world.

’Uh.’

’That’s how they hype themselves up, but of course, it’s also a kind of consensus.’

However, Lin Chu had never been there before and didn’t have much of an impression of it.

He wasn’t particularly impressed by the idea.

’These major luxury goods groups have seen their fastest revenue growth in China in recent years. What can’t you buy there?’

’It’s not like I have to come here to buy things.’

’Although, it might be a little cheaper.’

The main reason Lin Chu came was to experience the atmosphere.

’To see if there was anything good I could learn from.’

’And... how to take them down and take their place.’

The bodyguard with him today was Tang Qiang.

Gao Haitao had gone to look at houses for them. This was something Lin Chu had promised last night, and they were all quite keen on it.

After all, this was a house!

An asset worth millions of euros at the drop of a hat.

And it would be registered in their own names, with the boss footing the bill personally!

It truly counted as a kind of... "fortuitous encounter."

Tang Qiang seemed to be in a very good mood. Dressed in a sharp suit, he followed closely behind, his sharp eyes scanning every corner of the crowd.

’This man before me is the greatest benefactor I’ve met in my twenty-eight years of life!’

’He’s so noble he’s beyond description!’

’A single casual sentence from him can completely change my destiny.’

"President Lin, what’s the plan for today? What would you like to do?"

"I was thinking last night, it seems like we’re all in an Arhat Array. Of course, you’ve just arrived, so you haven’t had the chance yet, but... do you need me to make some arrangements?"

’Wine and women, wine and women. Those who love to drink are almost never not into women.’

Tang Qiang didn’t believe that the man before him was an upright gentleman who abstained from worldly pleasures.

Last night, while watching the dance troupe perform at the Moulin Rouge, the way Lin Chu’s eyes narrowed from time to time had completely betrayed his true feelings.

It was just that he had taken a lot of calls last night, probably for business, so the boss hadn’t shown much interest.

Otherwise, as a local "fixer" in Paris, Tang Qiang would have even wanted to go backstage and smooth the way for the boss.

’As a person, you have to be perceptive!’

’For a great benefactor like President Lin, you can never be too attentive. You have to bring out your inner bootlicker, treating him as if he were your unattainable goddess.’

Hearing this, Lin Chu was momentarily stunned, but then he couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

’This guy...’

’He really knows the score.’

’He’s going places.’

’Gao Haitao is quite "upright" in this regard. He doesn’t have those kinds of shady friends; he just does what he’s supposed to do and never gets involved in these crooked dealings.’

However, Lin Chu wasn’t averse to such things.

’What’s there to be averse to?’

’I’m no role model of morality.’

"Hmm? Go on, what fun do you have to recommend?"

Lin Chu asked him leisurely, a half-smile on his face.

Seeing Lin Chu take the bait, Tang Qiang perked up immediately. "Abroad, they’re way too open about this stuff. Of course, I’m talking about being a sugar daddy. There are a lot of very ambitious young girls who can’t keep up with expensive university tuition and are looking for a successful, gentle, and wealthy older man to... do some charity work..."

Uh.

Lin Chu shook his head and smiled.

"I don’t pay for it. I never pay. That’s a principle, a bottom line."

Tang Qiang: ?

For a moment, he was slightly stunned.

He sensed a certain level of class.

But he couldn’t help but roast him in his mind—’Duh, of course you don’t pay. Even if they throw themselves at you, isn’t it because you have money? They’re after something much more! You might as well just have a straightforward, clearly priced transaction.’

"Do you know anyone local, a playboy type?"

"Preferably with some status and background. Male or female, either is fine."

Lin Chu asked with a smile.

’Bian Gaige is pushing through the proper channels, so I might as well try the crooked path and see if there are any unexpected gains.’

Tang Qiang: ...Uh.

He scratched his head and gave a slightly awkward smile. "Well, I might have to look around for that. I don’t know anyone like that right now."

"Forget it."

"It’s fine."

Lin Chu waved his hand with a smile. He thought for a moment, then took out his phone, found the WeChat of the female translator from the Habsburg Auction House he had added last time, and casually sent her a message.

"Are there any ancient families in Paris? The kind with strong backgrounds and connections."

A moment later.

Looking at the reply from the translator, Li Kexin, Lin Chu was momentarily stunned.

"Mr. Lin, the most ancient family in Paris would be the family behind our Habsburg Auction House, the Habsburg Dynasty. From the 6th to the 19th century, the Habsburg Dynasty was one of the most extensive royal houses in the history of Europe, having ruled over the Holy Roman Empire, the Spanish Empire, the Grand Duchy of Austria, the Austria-Hungary Empire... and others."

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lin Chu: ...

’What... the fuck?’

This truly surprised Lin Chu, leaving him in disbelief.

’Perhaps this auction house is just an insignificant branch of that family?’

He quickly looked it up online.

’It’s true!’

’She wasn’t bullshitting!’

...

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