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The four remaining saleswomen had either just broken up with their boyfriends or hadn’t found a new man yet.

Qi Sheng had Gu Feng come in to help.

He put them up in a nearby hotel, booking two standard rooms.

Only then did he take Tan Hua and the others back to Yitai Tianjiao.

Once he was home, Qi Sheng completely let himself go.

Using the excuse of being drunk, he pulled Tan Hua, Miduo, and Xu Ying into the master bedroom.

It wasn’t until dawn that he, utterly satisfied, collapsed into Miduo’s arms and fell fast asleep.

...

When Qi Sheng woke up, the room was pitch-black.

The heavy curtains blocked the sunlight completely.

Which made for an incredible night’s sleep.

’That drinking last night was worth it.’

Qi Sheng thought back to the scene of triple the pleasure upon his return last night, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a smirk.

’If I hadn’t gotten drunk last night, it would have taken a while longer to make this happen.’

Using drunkenness as a pretext, they had all reached a tacit understanding.

’As for the battle itself... well, it was a draw.’

"Your card ending in 6088 received a deposit of 5,000,000 yuan (Family Trust Dividend) at 00:01 on November 1. Your new balance is 5,765,498.16 yuan. [China Construction Bank]"

[As you now have five A-Level girlfriends, all with a favorability score of 90, you are awarded an additional 25,000,000 in monthly income!]

"Your card ending in 6088 received a deposit of 25,000,000 yuan (Family Trust Dividend) at 00:02 on November 1. Your new balance is 30,765,498.16 yuan. [China Construction Bank]"

The thrill of getting rich overnight was truly intoxicating.

Especially since Qi Sheng got a massive influx of cash at the beginning of every month.

No matter how recklessly he spent, the system would always bail him out.

He would always be able to make a comeback.

...

Qi Sheng finally found the time to invite Chu Qing, the account manager from China Construction Bank, out for a meal.

The last time he’d bought a house for Miduo, he had taken out a bridge loan from the bank.

Now that Qi Sheng had plenty of cash, he was naturally in a hurry to pay it back.

The daily interest rate of 0.08% wasn’t much of a burden to him, but there was no need to waste money.

After all, it’s not like President Qi was short on cash.

"President Qi, it’s a pleasure to finally have a meal with you."

Chu Qing smiled and waved as soon as she saw Qi Sheng.

She naturally took a potential major client like Qi Sheng very seriously.

"I’ve been so busy lately. You’re looking well, Manager Chu. I take it you’re not under too much pressure with your performance targets."

Qi Sheng smiled and gestured for Chu Qing to take a seat. "This place is great. My girlfriend and I come here often."

"You’re too generous, President Qi."

Chu Qing worked nearby, so she knew this yakiniku place, Tanle, wasn’t cheap.

With an average cost of 400 yuan per person, it was considered a high-end restaurant in Chengdu.

Qi Sheng smiled and waved it off. "It’s nothing. Besides, I never got to properly thank you for helping me with that bridge loan, Manager Chu. This meal has to be on me, so don’t you go trying to pay the bill behind my back."

"Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to give you that chance."

Chu Qing had, in fact, been thinking about paying.

But since Qi Sheng had instructed her otherwise, she had no choice but to comply.

The two chatted as they ate, and Qi Sheng ordered all of the restaurant’s signature dishes.

Chu Qing, who normally didn’t eat much for lunch, ended up acting as his personal waitress, patiently grilling the meat and serving it to him.

"I’ve put you to work, Manager Chu."

Qi Sheng felt a little bad; he hadn’t realized she had such a small appetite.

He was supposed to be the one treating her to a meal.

But in the end, all the meat he’d ordered went into his own stomach.

"You can just call me Xiaoqing. Otherwise, it feels too formal."

"Does that mean you have an older sister?"

Qi Sheng cracked a joke, dropping the formality with Chu Qing.

"I do have a sister, but her name isn’t Suzhen," Chu Qing said with a gentle smile.

"What a shame."

Qi Sheng checked his watch and asked with a smile, "If you’re not busy, shall we find a place for some tea?"

"Sure. My schedule is flexible this afternoon."

Chu Qing was more than happy to build a good relationship with Qi Sheng, so she agreed without a moment’s hesitation.

Just then, Gu Feng pulled up in a BMW 7 Series with a very premium-looking blue paint job. Chu Qing recognized the car immediately and exclaimed in surprise, "Is that the limited edition BMW 7 Series, one of only forty in the country?"

"Good eye."

Qi Sheng gave her a thumbs-up and, like a gentleman, opened the rear door for her.

"After you."

"Thank you."

As Chu Qing settled into the car, she took in the custom 40th-anniversary embroidered headrests and the genuine leather upholstery that covered nearly every surface.

Her mind began to race with new speculations about the true extent of Qi Sheng’s wealth.

You can’t say you’ve truly been to Chengdu without experiencing its famously relaxed tea culture.

Since they had eaten a bit too much, Qi Sheng and Chu Qing took a short stroll through People’s Park.

They went to check out Chengdu’s most popular spot, the He Ming Tea House.

Waving off a slew of recommendations, Qi Sheng simply ordered the 99-yuan "stovetop tea" set.

It not only kept them warm and the water boiling, but also came with sweet potatoes and corn to roast yourself—a great value.

He took out a serving of what’s known as "Beef" tea and began to brew it with boiling water. Instantly, a rich aroma filled the air.

The captivating scent of a top-tier rock tea instantly perked Chu Qing up, filling her with anticipation.

Even though the November weather in Chengdu was getting a bit chilly, it did nothing to dampen the booming business at He Ming Tea House.

Not long after they sat down, every single seat by the lake was taken.

The endless stream of tourists brought a great deal of Vitality to the "Land of Abundance."

She watched Qi Sheng’s graceful, picturesque tea-brewing technique, sipping the Niu Langkeng Cinnamon that cost four to five hundred yuan per infusion, and for the first time, Chu Qing felt her mind truly quiet down. It was as if she had escaped the hustle and bustle of the big city and was experiencing the easy-going comfort that made Chengdu so alluring.

Unfortunately, such a leisurely life was only for a select few.

And Qi Sheng, without a doubt, was one of them.

With tens of millions flowing into his account every month, as long as he wasn’t buying mansions and supercars, he had more than enough to enjoy every pleasure life had to offer.

Having shown off his tea-brewing skills, Qi Sheng drank his tea in satisfaction.