Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

The restaurant’s history was actually quite interesting.

A pole and a blade, weathered by time, hung on the wall.

Medals were piled high in a corner of the room, along with photos taken with celebrities.

When the two returned to their private room, Xu Qinghui didn’t use the restaurant’s tea.

Instead, he took out a serving of his personally treasured Niu Langkeng Cinnamon.

He wanted to let Qi Sheng get a taste of the joys of the wealthy.

"By the way, Younger Brother Qi, I have some specially reserved beef. I had your driver put it in the trunk, so don’t forget to grab it when you get home."

Xu Qinghui also gave him his treasured Niu Langkeng Cinnamon.

He only kept a few servings for himself to enjoy.

"Wonderful. In that case, I won’t be modest, big brother."

Qi Sheng smiled and nodded, not holding back in the slightest.

’After I dropped a 25-million-yuan deal on him, taking a few tens of thousands of yuan worth of tea is nothing.’ 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Refreshingly direct."

Xu Qinghui wasn’t at all concerned about the tea, which was worth tens of thousands of yuan.

’As long as he could maintain a good relationship with a wealthy young master like Qi Sheng, there would be plenty of opportunities to make money.’

The two chatted as they drank, and Qi Sheng brought up a few minor details about the design.

His suggestions, like the courtyard layout, left the two of them baffled but thoroughly impressed.

"You know about design too, Younger Brother Qi?"

Xu Qinghui was surprised. He’d thought Qi Sheng must have also studied interior design in college.

Otherwise, how could he speak about it so articulately?

"I just enjoy reading design magazines. I’ve looked into it a bit."

"In short, budget is not an issue, but the store’s renovation must be absolutely stunning!"

Qi Sheng waved his hand humbly, but his tone was that of a man with unlimited funds.

"Don’t you worry, Younger Brother Qi. Old Wang will definitely deliver a result that will satisfy you."

Xu Qinghui guaranteed without a second thought, patting his chest.

’Even if he didn’t make a profit on this project, he wouldn’t complain.’

Seeing Xu Qinghui’s enthusiastic declaration, Qi Sheng was naturally very pleased.

When the waiter began serving the food, Qi Sheng focused on judging the quality of Chengdu’s only two-star Michelin restaurant.

As a skilled cook himself, Qi Sheng could appreciate just how exquisite Lan Guijun’s culinary skills were.

From the soup stock to the knife work for the noodles, his technique was top-tier.

If one of Lan Guijun’s apprentices had been cooking, there might have been a flaw here or there.

But with Lan Guijun himself at the helm, the meal naturally earned their unanimous praise.

Seeing that Qi Sheng was quite pleased, Xu Qinghui was also delighted.

He even pulled the already-resting Lan Guijun over for a quick drink before they left, completely satisfied.

...

Outside the restaurant, a black Bentley Flying Spur was parked in front of a blue BMW 7 Series.

Xu Qinghui had suggested going to a bar for another round, but Qi Sheng politely declined, promising to do so next time.

’Peng Qingsong will be there to oversee things during construction.’

’As the big boss, he naturally didn’t need to worry too much about it.’

"Alright then, let’s call it a night. Next time, Younger Brother Qi, we’ll have a few more drinks."

They had each finished a bottle of Maotai, and Xu Qinghui’s voice had grown considerably louder.

Another round at a bar would have definitely been too much.

"Anytime."

Qi Sheng watched as a driver helped Xu Qinghui into the backseat of the Bentley Flying Spur.

Then the car started up and disappeared from view.

"After you drop me off, take these two home."

Qi Sheng glanced at Qiu Lei and Peng Qingsong slumped over in the backseat and couldn’t help but chuckle with a sense of resignation.

"Yes, Boss."

Gu Feng nodded, driving on smoothly.

When they arrived at the entrance to the Yitai Tianjiao District, Qi Sheng had Gu Feng stop.

Qi Sheng didn’t have Gu Feng drive into the underground garage, as the parking spaces there were all full.

Qi Sheng got out at the entrance, planning to take a leisurely stroll back to his building.

"Good evening, Mr. Qi."

The security guard at the gate saw Qi Sheng and greeted him with respect and enthusiasm.

As one of the few Ferrari owners in the complex,

and one who drove a 488 Pista worth over five million yuan, he was naturally a memorable face for the guards.

"Keep up the good work."

Qi Sheng nodded with a gentle smile, not putting on any arrogant airs.

He walked through the lush, green gardens of the complex.

He watched as strips of pinprick lights illuminated the grand, high-end mansions.

Among this sea of lights, one was left on just for him.

A scene like this had appeared in his dreams countless times.

But it had never felt as real as it did now.

’It feels so damn good to be rich!’

...

Back at home, Tan Hua was curled up on the sofa under a thin blanket, watching TV.

Hearing a noise at the entrance, Tan Hua trotted over, pleasantly surprised.

"You’re back so late, I was starting to think you were staying somewhere else tonight."

"Of course not. I wasn’t even that drunk."

Without even bothering to take off his shoes, Qi Sheng pulled his lovely, charming girlfriend into a deep kiss.

"Ugh, you stink of alcohol! Change your shoes first. I’ll go run you a bath."

The smell of liquor made Tan Hua a little dizzy. She shot Qi Sheng a playful glare before bending down to help him with his shoes.

As she leaned forward slightly, the slender curves beneath her purple lace nightdress were suddenly thrown into sharp relief.

’They always say purple has a special charm. Xu Song certainly wasn’t lying.’

The seductive sight sent a sudden jolt of desire through Qi Sheng.

After Tan Hua changed his shoes, she turned to put them in the shoe cabinet.

Qi Sheng quietly walked up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

He rested his chin on her soft shoulder, nuzzling her a few times.

Qi Sheng inhaled greedily, taking in her familiar, wonderful scent.

It was a lovely mix of high-end skincare products and shower gel, with a hint of her own natural scent.

As they stood in intimate embrace, Tan Hua clearly anticipated what was coming. She blushed and grew shy.

"Why don’t you go take a shower first, okay?"

But Qi Sheng was unwilling to let go of this soft body he adored so much.

He gazed at Tan Hua’s beautiful face, continuing to breathe in her scent.

"Come on, be good and take your shower first."

When Tan Hua realized her boyfriend was lifting her up, she put up a half-hearted struggle.

"We’ll shower together later. Got to conserve water."

The sight of Tan Hua’s exquisite curves when she’d bent over had already set his heart racing.

He had rejected Xu Qinghui’s offer to go to a bar precisely because it was unlikely he’d find a top-tier beauty of Tan Hua’s caliber there.

Ordinary beautiful women were fine for an occasional dalliance.

Only a truly exceptional beauty could make Qi Sheng forget everything else.

Faced with Qi Sheng’s roguishness, Tan Hua was naturally powerless.

All she could do was give his ear a gentle twist, not having the heart to do it with any real force.

「Two hours later.」

Qi Sheng finally carried Tan Hua to the bathroom.

Soaking in the jacuzzi, they enjoyed the warm currents of water flowing over them.

The deep blush on Tan Hua’s pretty face had still not faded.

Her graceful curves, faintly visible beneath the surface of the water, once again made Qi Sheng’s heart stir.

Having such a peerless beauty in his arms truly made it difficult for him to control himself.

And so, the two of them spent another hour and a half in the bathroom.

Only then did they emerge from the steamy bathroom.

Tan Hua’s fair skin was covered in a faint, rosy flush.

The space between her brows held the undeniable, radiant charm of a woman who had been thoroughly satisfied.

As for Qi Sheng as a boyfriend, Tan Hua was, of course, completely and utterly satisfied.

Even before they were officially married, he had given her a profound sense of security.

Not a single one of her friends or relatives failed to praise her for her excellent judgment.

If she had to name her biggest complaint, it would probably be about their private life as a couple.

Before, Qi Sheng’s 40-minute sessions were already almost too much for her to handle.

Now, he had intensified his efforts, extending their sessions to a full 60 minutes.

He was truly living up to the name "beast."

’Even the most fertile field can’t withstand such a tireless bull.’

’What’s more, Qi Sheng was sometimes not home these days.’

’Living all alone in a 370-square-meter house, it was inevitable that she’d get a little scared at night.’

"Honey, did you know about Sister Miduo’s divorce from her ex-husband?"

"Yeah, I heard about it. What’s up?"

’Of course I know,’ Qi Sheng thought. ’I’m the one who orchestrated the whole thing. Who could possibly know more about it than me?’

"I heard from Yingying that Sister Miduo is staying with her. Why don’t we let them both stay here with us?"

"That way, I’ll have some company when you’re not home, and I won’t be so scared living in this huge house by myself."

Qi Sheng had been busy lately and hadn’t asked about the renovations on Miduo’s house. He hadn’t expected her to go stay with Xu Ying.

"I don’t have an opinion either way. It’s up to you. After all, you’re the lady of the house."

Qi Sheng couldn’t quite gauge Tan Hua’s real intentions, so he gave an ambiguous answer.

"You passed the test!"

Hearing Qi Sheng’s clear statement designating her as the lady of the house...

...Tan Hua decided she couldn’t be bothered to pick a fight about the business between him and Miduo.

’Does he really think I’m that stupid?’

’A divorce is a huge deal, yet Miduo has been acting like nothing is wrong.’

’She comes to work in a great mood every day, completely unlike a woman who’s just gone through a divorce.’

’And on top of that, there was that day Miduo woke up so late.’

’Right after that, she had a huge fight with her ex-husband and they got divorced.’

’Based on her intuition alone, Tan Hua was certain.’

’Qi Sheng had absolutely played a role in pushing Miduo’s divorce forward.’

’Otherwise, would a man as controlling as Miduo’s ex-husband have agreed to a divorce so easily?’