Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

Zong Rui hadn’t expected Qi Sheng to remember the dates of her period.

Her face instantly flushed crimson, and she could feel her cheeks burning.

"How could I possibly forget the date for such a beneficial activity that promotes our mutual physical and mental well-being?"

Qi Sheng had the thickest skin.

He wouldn’t have been embarrassed even if others overheard.

’I’m just flirting with my own girlfriend.’

’Who has any right to comment?’

"I can’t be bothered with you."

Zong Rui quickened her pace, afraid Qi Sheng’s comments would get even more risqué.

"Welcome to Samurai’s Beef."

The restaurant wasn’t too crowded; after all, it was a barbecue place that cost over 500 yuan per person.

The working class couldn’t afford it.

"I’m your waitress, Yuanyuan. Do you two have a reservation?"

The young waitress at the door had a bright, sunny smile and asked very politely.

"No, just find us any table by the window."

"Of course. This way, sir and madam."

Qi Sheng took Zong Rui’s hand, drawing the envious gazes of the male customers and waiters in the restaurant.

He led her straight to a table by the window and sat down.

Yuanyuan brought over a thick menu and handed it to Qi Sheng.

"Would you like me to introduce our signature dishes?"

"No need. Bring us one of every cut of beef you have. Ruirui, see if there’s anything else you want."

Qi Sheng called Zong Rui by her pet name as if it were the most natural thing in the world, earning him an eye-roll.

"It’s just the two of us. Can we even finish all that?"

"Sir, don’t you think you might be ordering a little too much?"

Yuanyuan was also worried Qi Sheng wouldn’t be able to finish, and it would be a shame to waste food.

"Don’t worry, I have a huge appetite. I’ll put on a show for you."

"Just order whatever you want. I’ll take care of whatever you can’t finish."

It was a good thing Douyin hadn’t completely blown up yet.

Otherwise, he could have become a competitive eating streamer and gained a lot of fans.

A path like Bai Bing’s, for example, would have been perfect for him.

Luxury cars, famous watches, mansions—he had them all.

His rich-guy persona was far more authentic.

But he was just entertaining the thought.

’Unless I’ve lost my mind.’

’Giving up being a proper divine tycoon to become some minor internet celebrity?’

’How degrading would that be?’

...

After Yuanyuan placed the order, several waiters pushed serving carts over.

They parked the carts right next to their table, causing other diners to glance over frequently.

That much beef was enough for seven or eight people.

But there were only two of them, Qi Sheng and Zong Rui. Could they really finish it all?

Zong Rui exercised regularly and had a bigger appetite than the average girl, but even she couldn’t help Qi Sheng with much of it.

Once she was full, she just nursed a glass of fresh-squeezed juice and watched her boyfriend feast.

Qi Sheng was certainly enjoying himself, but Yuanyuan was exhausted and dripping with sweat.

It was the first time she had ever been so tired from serving.

Other people who came to their restaurant had never been so extravagant as to order every single cut of beef.

’Looking at Qi Sheng,’ she thought, ’he’s not just a big eater.’

’His family probably prints money; otherwise, how could he afford to eat and drink like this?’

"So satisfying!"

After eating for over two hours, Qi Sheng’s stomach was finally bulging, and his jaw was even a little sore.

"Mr. Qi, you have an amazing appetite."

Yuanyuan wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead and gave Qi Sheng a sincere thumbs-up.

"Thanks. And your service was great, too."

When Qi Sheng went to pay, he glanced at the bill. The total was 9,152 yuan.

The manager proactively rounded it down, telling him to just pay 9,000 yuan.

"Mr. Qi, you’ve overpaid by 1,000 yuan."

The manager couldn’t help but point it out in surprise when he saw the Alipay notification for a 10,000 yuan payment.

"That’s a tip for Yuanyuan. A young woman who serves customers so attentively deserves a reward."

With that, Qi Sheng took Zong Rui’s hand and left.

Leaving Yuanyuan standing there dumbfounded, rubbing her sore arms.

Her arms, which had been aching just moments before, suddenly felt energized, the pain completely gone.

To Qi Sheng, 1,000 yuan was a drop in the bucket.

But to Yuanyuan, it was a month’s rent saved.

After they walked out of the restaurant, Zong Rui suddenly gave Qi Sheng a peck on the cheek.

"What was that for?"

Qi Sheng was a bit baffled.

"Nothing, I just think you’re super handsome!"

"Isn’t that just a fact?"

Qi Sheng gave a smug smile.

"Tch, I mean you were especially handsome when you gave Yuanyuan that 1,000 yuan tip."

Zong Rui linked her arm with Qi Sheng’s, her face full of pride.

Seeing the look of disbelieving surprise in Yuanyuan’s eyes had touched her heart.

To them, it might have been just a tenth of the meal’s cost.

But for Yuanyuan, the meaning was completely different.

Even if Qi Sheng hadn’t tipped, Yuanyuan wouldn’t have said anything.

After all, the restaurant already required its servers to grill the food for the customers.

A tip was always an unexpected bonus.

But someone as generous as Qi Sheng...

It was a first for their restaurant.

What moved Zong Rui the most was Qi Sheng’s inherent kindness.

’He’s rich, handsome, has a great body, and on top of that, he’s kind and sincere to others.’

’If I end up getting my heart broken by him, I’d still be okay with it.’

"Honey, where are we going now?"

Zong Rui clung to Qi Sheng’s arm, her form of address becoming more intimate.

"I’m taking you to fulfill my original promise."

...

In Chengdu, there were two high-end, legendary developments that were impossible to ignore: Lushan and Luhu Lake.

Because these two properties covered such a vast area,

they were sold to the public in phases or "clusters."

Qi Sheng took Zong Rui to view a property in the Changdao District cluster of Lushan International.

Having worked hard in Chengdu for many years, how could Zong Rui not have heard of Lushan?

It was one of the top ten luxury residences in Chengdu, a place only the wealthy were qualified to live.

With prices easily reaching tens of millions, ordinary people wouldn’t even dare to dream of it.

The young real estate agent, who had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the Lushan International Changdao District, saw the Cullinan and his eyes instantly lit up.