Chapter 524 - 313: Provincial Governor, Chaotic Gray, Crazy Horse Club

Chapter 524: Chapter 313: Provincial Governor, Chaotic Gray, Crazy Horse Club

Language wasn’t an issue. He had no problems there.

His lifestyle was already quite international, so that would be fine too.

’Alright then... he’ll do.’

"It could be as short as a month or as long as three. We’re just waiting to finalize the details on this end."

"Start the handover process. Train a successor, get some new blood flowing at the club. When you come over, bring as many assistants as you want. There’s no limit on my end—the more, the merrier."

"As for communicating with President Li, I’ll leave that to you too. Don’t let him come crying to me."

Lin Chu added with a smile. ’It’s always more convenient to have a foundation back home.’

’Now *this* is what I call... a solid promotion system.’

’As long as someone is capable, a real heavy hitter, I’ll make sure my platform gives them all the opportunities they need.’

"Yes, yes, I understand. You can count on me."

"Uh, may I ask which bank it is? I’d like to do some research and homework in advance, so I’m not going in completely blind."

Xin Fu asked.

This was the difference between a professional and a crony hire.

Old Liu wouldn’t even have asked. If you told him to show up, he’d just show up, with no intention of doing a spectacular job.

Xin Fu, however, was different. He was already thinking about how to arrange his future work.

"Beisen."

"Okay, haha, I’ve heard of them. They have a branch in Xiangjiang too, and they’re pretty hot in the crypto circle. In that case, the club’s high-end clients could definitely use them. Is there an investment threshold?"

Xin Fu continued.

Hearing this, Lin Chu couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

’Now *that’s* what I call professional!’

’*This* is professionalism!’

’For someone in sales to reach his position, their IQ and EQ have to be on point, and their ability to execute is first-class.’

"Let’s set it at one million US dollars for now."

"Once things are running smoothly later on, we can adjust it as needed."

Lin Chu wasn’t sure either, so he just threw out a number.

"Okay, I understand. I’ll start preparing."

After hanging up, Lin Chu lit a cigarette.

’Another one roped in.’

’Three more to go.’

Just then, a thought quietly surfaced in Lin Chu’s mind. ’Maybe I should bring a woman into the mix?’

’Whether it’s to manage HR or administration, either would be fine.’

After a moment’s thought, Lin Chu dialed a third number.

Liang Jieyu.

Back at the club, she had done an excellent job. She always took great care of him—the quintessential pampered mistress: gentle, obedient, sensible, and well-behaved.

’Couldn’t find any fault with her.’

’Besides, she’d always wanted a child.’

’Back home, that would have bothered me a bit. After all, having a kid before getting married is pretty forward.’

’But during my time abroad, I’ve thought a lot and seen a lot, and that mental block has gradually started to loosen.’

’Take French men, for example. I’d chatted about this very topic with Tang Qiang and the others one night while drinking at the Moulin Rouge.’

’French men just date; they don’t get married. Even with kids, they don’t tie the knot. Official data shows the marriage rate among the local white population is only 3%.’

’The laws here mean that for a man, getting a divorce is a fate worse than death. He becomes a mere provider, paying to support his ex-wife, his kids, and even his ex-wife’s new lover.’

’And surprisingly, the women all seem to accept it.’

’The City of Romance, indeed.’

"What are you up to?"

The call connected, and Lin Chu asked with a smile. But when he heard her panting on the other end, his brow furrowed slightly.

"I’m on the treadmill."

Liang Jieyu’s voice was sugary sweet. After speaking, she seemed to realize something and added coquettishly, "Let’s switch to video. I want to see you. It’s been twelve days since you left. I miss you." ℯ

’Has it been that long already?’

Lin Chu pursed his lips in a smile, hung up the voice call, and started a video chat. She was at home on her treadmill, dressed in a sports bra, her face flushed and beaded with sweat.

She seemed to have gotten a bit thinner.

Gotta admit, as a dancer, Liang Jieyu’s management of her figure was a perfect ten. A slim waist and long legs—she was slender yet curvaceous.

"Do you want to come live in Europe?"

The lustful glint in Lin Chu’s eyes faded as he asked with a smile.

"Huh? Are we getting ready to immigrate?"

She sounded a little startled, but there was also a hint of excitement in her voice.

In fact, Liang Jieyu was well aware of her own status, and of course, she couldn’t tell her family about such matters.

Every time her parents called, whether they were nagging her to get married or something else, she couldn’t give them a real answer.

She couldn’t even tell her family about Lin Chu’s existence.

Her parents were old-fashioned and stubborn people. Although they weren’t particularly accomplished themselves, they would absolutely never agree to their daughter being someone’s "mistress."

"If you want to, I’ll have someone arrange it for you. I’m not immigrating."

"Do you want to?"

Lin Chu asked nonchalantly, though he already knew the answer in his heart.

"Mm... okay. I was just thinking that if our future child grew up abroad, the education might be better, and the living environment would be more relaxed. It would also be easier to explain things to my parents."

Liang Jieyu said, showing her high emotional intelligence.

"Alright, it’s settled then. I’ll make the arrangements."

"Look into coming over in the next few days. Decide where you want to live, and we’ll go look at a house."

’Any problem that could be solved with money, he solved with money.’

’He had let his men enjoy the perks, so of course, he had to enjoy them too.’

"Okay! I’ll look for a flight right now. Can I leave today? I miss you so much..."

"Come on over. I miss you too. It’s a deal then. Message me when you’ve booked it."

After taking care of business, Lin Chu hung up the phone, lay back on the sofa, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment.

’So be it.’

’I’ve now made complete peace with my own inner conflicts: love, morality, right and wrong, principles, nobility, darkness... all of it.’