Hooking the Big Fish
"Heh heh... That general manager K, he's no ordinary guy."
The first to break the silence was film director Park. At his words, the other VIPs chimed in as if they'd been waiting.
"Turning ten billion into profit in ten minutes with coins... That's the realm of gods."
"Where the hell do they come up with shows like that? I've been around Gangnam for twenty years, and I've never seen anything like it."
The men were all receiving blowjobs from the young women, but no one paid it any mind or felt the slightest hesitation. As the mood loosened up again, their gazes naturally drifted to the college girls sucking their cocks right beside them. The looks were far more blatant and bold than before.
"Eugene, you don't need any more drinks? Your face is all red."
Choi Minjun subtly wrapped his arm around Lee Seoyeoun's waist as he asked. She flinched and carefully pushed his hand away.
"I-it's okay... Pwah... I can't handle alcohol well..."
A smile crept onto Choi Minjun's lips. He deliberately peppered his rant about his new AI project with complex IT jargon. Lee Seoyeoun's eyes widened round as she listened.
"Wow... President, you're amazing... I don't understand a thing, but it sounds like you're doing something huge."
Her sparkling eyes made his shoulders puff up with pride. He took a sip of wine, then gently stroked the back of her hand.
"What about you, Eugene? What's your dream? You seem too good for a place like this."
Lee Seoyeoun lowered her head with a sad expression. This was the backstory Park Yuna had scripted for her.
"I just... want to live an ordinary life. I need to pay for tuition..."
Her pitiful look stirred Choi Minjun's desire to dominate.
As the atmosphere ripened, Han Chae-a stepped back to the center of the room, holding an elegant leather folder.
"Gentlemen, I hope you're all enjoying yourselves?"
She reminded them of the club's rules once more.
"The girls of our 'Club Eden' are all precious assets. Please have a wonderful time tonight, but refrain from any actions that might hurt them. All encounters here must go through the club. Asking for personal contacts or forcing outside meetings is strictly prohibited."
A few VIPs' faces flashed with disappointment at her firm words. Then, the chaebol heir spoke up first.
"Manager H, that investment proposal from the general manager was intriguing. Mind if I test the waters with ten billion? Any separate contract?"
Han Chae-a promptly presented the investment contract, which included a bold clause: full compensation for any principal loss by the club.
"This says... full reimbursement for investment losses?"
Murmurs rippled around the room.
"Hee hee, even the general manager makes mistakes sometimes. Seems his intentions weren't fully conveyed, so let me explain again."
"First, our club's membership is twenty billion per year. In return, the plan is to pay back the membership fee through investments... or even more."
"Hey, manager. What's the club's incentive in that?"
"Excellent question. Hmm... I wonder if I should even mention this... Well, getting chewed out by the boss is nothing new."
"Hahaha!"
With the mood lightened, Han Chae-a continued.
"The plan is to pool the investments and manage them like a fund. Layer club funds on top of the investments for bigger profits and share the gains."
"Sounds like he's damn confident. Fine, I'll invest ten billion."
The chaebol heir signed on the spot with a satisfied smile.
"But doesn't that make buying membership pointless?"
"Hee hee, the membership price is just 'qualification.'"
"Qualification?"
"Yes. There are plenty of rich people. But we're recruiting those who can invest the minimum in their own pleasure—entertainment, satisfaction. That minimum qualification is 'twenty billion.'"
"Hmm... Yeah, not many drop over twenty billion just on women... Sponsoring is way cheaper."
"We've worked hard to differentiate from sponsoring. That 'show' earlier was part of it."
"That 'show' was satisfying, for sure. Haha."
With the mood relaxed and the first deal closed, the other VIPs followed suit. Kim and Director Park signed too, and the club secured tens of billions in investments in an instant.
As the party wound down, VIPs began preparing to head to private rooms with their partners. Choi Minjun gazed wistfully at Lee Seoyeoun, then quietly called Han Chae-a over.
"Manager H, a word."
He led her to a corner and asked bluntly.
"That girl Eugene... Any way I can meet her privately? I'll pay appropriately. Willing to add another ten billion to my investment."
In the control room, a smile spread across Kim Seonwoo's face as he listened. He gave instructions to Han Chae-a via the mic.
Following Seonwoo's orders, Han Chae-a replied to Choi Minjun with an elegant smile.
"For a special guest like you, President Choi, our general manager has a separate space prepared. But it's only open to our club's VVIP members."
"What's the VVIP requirement?"
"Investments over fifty billion... and passing the general manager's 'special interview.'"
Choi Minjun's eyes gleamed at "special interview." The challenge to his worth ignited his competitive spirit.
"Fine. I'll take that interview."
He signed the VVIP contract without hesitation.
"We'll contact you again next week, President."
Han Chae-a saw him off politely, building anticipation.
Seonwoo watched on the monitor as Choi Minjun led Lee Seoyeoun into a private room, then turned to Yoo Sori.
"Sori, we'll need to put on a little play next week. Could use your help."
Yoo Sori snuggled into his arms, replying in a voice full of aegyo.
"Anytime, oppa. What kind of play?"
"All that investment talk earlier? Just bait. Money's easy to make with time—why bother taking investments?"
"Hmm... Then why set this up? Ah! Info?"
Yoo Sori tilted her head cutely. Seonwoo flinched at her sharp insight.
"Right. Risk-free investments for pure profit. Use that bait to draw out weaknesses and secrets from those high up."
"Aha! So I just sweet-talk them gently?"
Seonwoo planted a light kiss on her forehead, pleased by her bright understanding.
"Choi seems pretty hooked on Seoyeoun, so pair them up. I'll instruct Seoyeoun separately—later, you play the master role."
Yoo Sori patted her chest confidently.
"Leave it to me! I taught those unnies acting too!"
"Heh, yeah. Thanks, my master."
Soon after Choi emerged from the private room with Lee Seoyeoun, Seonwoo quietly summoned her. She stood before him tensely, awaiting orders.
"Choi's totally into you. Next week, when you're alone, reel him in gently. Say you had about ten billion in debt, club paid it off. But leaving before contract ends means twenty times penalty... Drop it casually."
"Yes, understood."
Lee Seoyeoun bowed shortly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation for the new mission.
She's really the type who enjoys this...
A week later, in Club Eden's VVIP room. Choi Minjun swirled his glass of top-shelf whiskey, surveying the space. Perfectly soundproofed from the outside noise. A satisfied smile played on his lips.
Then the door opened silently, and two people entered.
One was a woman wearing a delicate white Japanese fox mask that covered her entire face. Her tight white dress accentuated her sensual curves. Behind her stood Seonwoo in his wolf mask, posture humbly like a butler.
Spotting them, Lee Seoyeoun jumped up from the sofa and rushed to Yoo Sori, crying out joyfully.
"Master!"
She grabbed Yoo Sori's hand and rubbed her cheek against it like a puppy reuniting with its long-awaited owner. Yoo Sori gently stroked her head with leisurely poise.
"Eugene, you've been a good girl."
Then, nodding toward Choi Minjun, she murmured low enough for only him to hear.
"Right now, serve him, not me."
Choi Minjun felt intrigued by Yoo Sori ignoring him to focus solely on Lee Seoyeoun. He stood and bowed politely.
"Pleased to meet you. Choi Minjun of JN Tech. Are you this club's master?"
Only then did Yoo Sori glance at him, replying languidly from behind her mask.
"Yes."
Seonwoo stepped forward to elaborate.
"All the girls here are born from the master's touch. She's an outstanding owner—and an unparalleled 'trainer.'"
Choi Minjun nodded, scanning Yoo Sori's petite frame and mysterious aura.
"I see... Even just looking at Eugene here, she adores her master."
"Haha, that one's special—the master paid her extra attention."
"In that case, I should be honest in front of the master."
Choi Minjun cut to the chase.
"I'd like to take Eugene under my wing... Any way to make that happen?"
Perfect. Seonwoo cheered inwardly. The bait was taken. Now, just reel in the fish slowly.