"What's the rush? Even in another 10 years, we'll still have a market. It's okay if we can't be rich people's backups; we have to maintain a few backups of our own, right?"
With that said, the girls exchanged knowing glances and couldn't help but giggle...
These few were just a representation of the couple hundred young models at the party...
Most of the other small groups were discussing similar topics, and some were even more frank and explicit...
Just then, a woman in her thirties with short hair walked to the center of the resting room, grabbed a microphone, and interrupted the models' chatter with a cool tone, "The party starts in 20 minutes. We'll send you to the pre-arranged deck over the sea that's 4 kilometers off the coast on small transport vessels.
"There are a total of 47 of you attending the yacht party, with 31 yachts. When the time comes, whether you choose the yachts or the partygoers choose you, it has nothing to do with our yacht club.
