Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

In addition to registering the renovation company, Qiu Lei also needed to register a real estate company.

He needed to remove the "Mingyu" from Mingyu Financial Square as soon as possible.

As for the name of the real estate company, Qi Sheng already had one in mind.

Shengxuan Real Estate. Its main business would be office building property management.

After all, the only significant property he owned at the moment was Mingyu Financial Square.

Once he had more properties to his name, he could establish a corporate group.

Just as Qi Sheng was lost in thought, the phone on his desk rang.

The caller ID read: Chu Qing, Client Manager at China Construction Bank.

Only then did Qi Sheng remember that he had promised Chu Qing he would stop by the China Construction Bank.

But he had ended up detouring to Mingyu Financial Square and had completely forgotten about it.

"Manager Chu, my apologies. Something came up. If you’re free now, let’s meet."

Even if Qi Sheng hadn’t apologized, Chu Qing wouldn’t have dared to complain.

But that wasn’t in President Qi’s nature; he hadn’t let his success go to his head to that extent.

"That’s no problem at all, I’m free anytime. If it’s not convenient for you, President Qi, I can bring the card to you."

Chu Qing had been waiting and waiting with joyful anticipation.

Two hours had passed, and there was still no sign of Qi Sheng.

Chu Qing had grown anxious, hesitating for a long time before finally making the call.

For any bank, an ultra-high-net-worth private banking client was an incredibly rare and valuable asset.

And for Chu Qing, landing an ultra-high-net-worth private banking client meant she could effortlessly meet her annual performance targets.

She could spend her days shopping or traveling, and her superiors wouldn’t say a word.

It was easy to imagine just how important Qi Sheng was to her.

Qi Sheng thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "In that case, come to Mingyu Financial Square. I’ll have Ah Feng come down and meet you."

"Okay, I’ll call a car right now. I should be there in about forty minutes."

Chu Qing began packing her things as she spoke.

She was terrified that any delay, even a second, might cost her this major client.

"No rush. Be safe on your way here."

Qi Sheng offered the simple reminder before hanging up.

Chu Qing finished packing her things and was about to head out.

Sun Na, from the next cubicle, shot her a teasing, mocking look.

"Ah Qing, don’t tell me your big client got poached by some female manager from another bank?"

"Heh, President Qi isn’t that kind of person."

Chu Qing had been in contact with Qi Sheng for a while.

The last time they had tea, she had gotten to know him on a much deeper level.

Tens of millions? Even hundreds of millions...

...probably weren’t astronomical figures to him.

In the workplace, women were the masters of scheming and backstabbing.

Especially in a place like a bank.

For female employees to meet their quotas, it was almost inevitable that they had to give something up to make things easier.

"Tch, what century are you living in? You really think big clients are that stupid?"

"If you won’t sleep with him, there are plenty of others who would kill for the chance."

Sun Na muttered before turning back to her makeup.

Chu Qing, who had been about to snap back at Sun Na, found herself surprisingly swayed.

She returned to her desk, pulled out her makeup bag, and, for the first time in a long while, began to apply her makeup meticulously.

"Tsk, tsk. Looks like our Ah Qing has finally come to her senses?"

Sun Na was, in truth, quite jealous of Chu Qing.

As a girl from a wealthy local family, Chu Qing had an education and a standard of living that Sun Na could only dream of.

But Sun Na had gotten lucky herself and latched onto a sugar daddy.

Thanks to this ultra-high-net-worth client, she had also become a client manager at China Construction Bank, serving her benefactor exclusively.

Of course, this "service" was of the very attentive, round-the-clock, on-call variety.

Thinking about how hard she had to work for one sugar daddy...

...while Chu Qing gets lucky with a single phone call, landing not just a patron, but a young, rich, and handsome one.

How could she possibly not feel bitter about such a huge disparity?

Seeing Chu Qing go down the same road she had, Sun Na felt a mixture of vindication and envy.

If she had a choice, who would want to serve some gross old man?

...

「Mingyu Financial Square」

Chu Qing stepped out of a ride-hail, her handbag in her left hand and a rather heavy box in her right.

"Miss Chu."

Before she had a chance to get a good look at the office building...

...Gu Feng was already walking over to greet her.

"Mr. Gu, thank you for coming to get me."

Chu Qing of course recognized Gu Feng as Qi Sheng’s driver and bodyguard.

"The boss is waiting for you upstairs. I’ll take you to him."

Gu Feng spoke concisely, then took the box from Chu Qing’s hands and turned to lead the way.

"Brother Gu."

On the way, a security guard saw Gu Feng and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Mm."

Gu Feng simply gave a curt nod, showing no intention of fraternizing.

Following behind, Chu Qing couldn’t help but feel a little surprised.

They took the elevator to the 31st floor, and the doors opened directly onto the property management office.

The receptionist saw Gu Feng and immediately stood up, greeting him with an eager smile.

"Brother Gu."

Gu Feng’s lips twitched into a forced smile.

He led the increasingly astonished Chu Qing toward the back of the office.

Following behind him, Chu Qing started to put together the pieces, and a shocking possibility began to dawn on her.

’Could the owner of this office building be... Qi Sheng?’

’Otherwise, there’s no way the building’s security and the property management’s receptionist would be so friendly to Gu Feng, who was just a driver.’ 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

When they reached the door to the General Manager’s office, Gu Feng knocked.

"Boss, Miss Chu is here."

"Come in."

Gu Feng then pushed the door open, holding it and gesturing for her to enter.

After Chu Qing stepped inside, Gu Feng followed.

He placed the box on the coffee table and exited the office, quietly closing the door behind him.

"President Qi... you didn’t actually buy this entire office building, did you?"

Chu Qing asked tentatively, having seen enough to be almost certain.

The nameplate on the office door clearly read two words: "General Manager."