Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

The Poseidon Suite.

Inside the dim room, the only light came from the faint glow of the azure underwater world outside.

Numerous marine creatures gathered curiously before the glass windows.

Some looked on, puzzled, as the two women pressed their palms against the glass, while others playfully greeted them.

Qi Sheng had never imagined he would fulfill the "dream task" of having women pressed against the glass wall, let alone that he would do it twice in one go.

Even with his Physique of 79, he was starting to feel a bit drained.

"Mickey, prepare a lavish dinner for me. I want a tomahawk-sized steak. Have it all sent directly to the suite, and bring a bottle of Romanée-Conti."

After giving his orders, Qi Sheng went to the bathroom to shower, completely naked.

He used a full set of Bvlgari bath products to wash away the unpleasant smell.

Wearing a loose bathrobe, Qi Sheng took an ice-cold Coke from the fridge, instantly feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Although he was now part of the wealthy elite, he couldn’t shake his love for "otaku happy water," nor did he have any intention of changing.

Qi Sheng glanced at the two women, who were sprawled exhaustedly in the bedroom.

Their uniforms weren’t torn, but their black stockings were, of course, completely ruined.

Their high heels were scattered haphazardly on the floor.

"You two should rest up and take a shower. Dinner will be here soon."

Qi Sheng kindly went in to remind Liu Shiwen and Tang Qian.

The two women responded weakly, drained of energy.

They had just experienced his beast-like stamina and were still questioning their existence.

Compared to Qi Sheng, their ex-boyfriends were pathetically weak.

Whether in terms of duration or the experience itself, it wasn’t even on the same level.

Ignoring their state of undress, Liu Shiwen and Tang Qian helped each other up.

They walked into the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water.

Both of them sank into it, savoring the rare moment of comfort.

"Shiwen, I feel like a princess right now.

Staying in a luxurious suite, soaking in a bathtub that costs tens of thousands.

Using Bvlgari toiletries.

It’s like a dream I never want to wake up from."

Tang Qian pushed the white foam in the tub onto her body.

’She was suddenly struck by the feeling that her life up to this point had been a failure.

She thought about the well-off boyfriends she’d dated since graduation.

Not a single one had ever been truly willing to spend anything significant on her.

The most generous one had only taken her to a standard room at the Atlantis.

For holidays, he’d transfer her 13,140 yuan, and for her birthday, he’d gift her an LV bag worth a little over 20,000 yuan.

Qi Sheng had casually transferred her 30,000, with the promise of another 20,000 for a good performance.

That was just the price for spending one day with him, yet it was more than what she got from those other boyfriends in an entire year.

The immense disparity had a huge impact on her standards for future boyfriends.

It was like how many girls, after riding in a Porsche, could no longer look at guys who drove cheaper cars.

What’s more, Qi Sheng was a man who had been deep inside her.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a pang of regret.

She shouldn’t have given herself away so easily in the past.

Judging by the way Qi Sheng gave them money directly,

it wasn’t hard to see that he had no intention of a long-term relationship with them.

Perhaps Liu Shiwen still had a bit of hope, but she herself had absolutely none.’

SIGH!

Tang Qian let out a quiet sigh and smiled at Liu Shiwen.

"Shiwen, you have to seize this opportunity with Mr. Qi.

Our youth only lasts a few years.

How many flight attendants can stick with it for a full five years?

If you let Mr. Qi slip away, you’ll probably regret it for the rest of your life."

"I know."

Liu Shiwen was also aware of how extraordinary Qi Sheng was.

’Staying in a seven-star hotel for 110,000 a night.

Casually giving them a 50,000 yuan tip.

A man like that was a hundred times better than any of the suitors around her, wasn’t he?’

...

Liu Shiwen and Tang Qian walked out arm in arm, looking as close as best friends who had known each other for years.

After all, they had now shared one of life’s four great bonds.

The table laden with expensive ingredients made them gasp in amazement.

King crab, 10-year Kaluga sturgeon caviar, deep-sea large yellow croaker, tomahawk steak, Gillardeau oysters, Boston lobster, New Zealand scampi, and more.

Qi Sheng cooperatively stepped aside to help them take some beautiful photos worthy of posting directly to their social media.

"Oh my god, Mr. Qi, you’re such a good photographer! If I weren’t so lacking in self-confidence, I’d totally be chasing after you like crazy."

Seeing that the photos Qi Sheng took of her looked like professionally edited shots, Tang Qian couldn’t help but shower him with praise again.

"That won’t be necessary. Let’s hurry up and eat. You must be starving. Besides, we still have a tough battle ahead of us tonight."

Qi Sheng picked up a hot towel to wipe his hands and nodded at Mickey, who was standing nearby.

"Wow, Romanée-Conti!"

Tang Qian finally noticed the label on the wine bottle and asked in disbelief, "How much does this cost?"

"Miss Tang, this 2009 Romanée-Conti sells for 230,000 yuan. It’s also the most expensive wine in our collection."

Mickey, of course, knew how to flatter.

His casual remark made the two women’s gazes toward Qi Sheng fill with even more adoration and infatuation.

A bottle of wine worth 230,000 yuan was something they wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

And so, the two women went on a photo-taking spree.

A table full of rare delicacies, plus a 230,000-yuan bottle of Romanée-Conti, pushed the experience of this dinner to the absolute max.

"This is the most extravagant dinner I’ve ever had!"

When the three of them had finished dinner, Liu Shiwen couldn’t help but exclaim with emotion.

A bottle of wine worth 230,000 yuan.

A table of food worth 20,000 yuan.

One meal cost 250,000 yuan.

’What kind of net worth must someone have to be so extravagant?’

Liu Shiwen couldn’t imagine it, but she realized one thing.

Qi Sheng’s net worth probably far exceeded her previous estimations.

"By the way, what time is your flight tomorrow? I’ll have Mickey arrange a driver to take you."

Qi Sheng remembered the two women had to fly back to Chengdu tomorrow.

He opened a bottle of 18-year-old Yamazaki whisky, added ice, and poured a glass for each of them.

Compared to the 230,000-yuan Romanée-Conti,

the 18-year-old Yamazaki, at only 10,000 yuan, was undoubtedly a much better value.

"Our flight is at 7:15 tomorrow morning. We need to be at the airport before 5:00 to do some prep work."

As they were savoring the whisky, Liu Shiwen and Tang Qian suddenly remembered they had to work tomorrow.

It was a jarring feeling, like being jolted awake from a beautiful dream.

Qi Sheng gave a noncommittal nod and asked Mickey, who was waiting nearby.

"If we need to get them to the airport by five, what time do they need to leave?"

"Mr. Qi, it takes about 50 minutes to get to the airport from Atlantis.

Considering the possibility of traffic, they should leave at least an hour and a half in advance.

The two ladies will need to leave the hotel at 3:30 a.m.

I will arrange for a driver in advance to ensure their travel is not delayed."

Mickey reeled off the precise times without a second thought, a testament to his experience serving countless guests.

"It’s 8:40 now. After we finish this bottle, we should get some rest."

Qi Sheng waved his hand at Mickey, who took the hint and left the room to arrange for the driver.

"Mm-hmm, we’re used to it. Even if we don’t sleep tonight, we can catch up after our morning flight tomorrow."

Staying in the 110,000-a-night Poseidon Suite, how could Tang Qian possibly feel sleepy?

Every second was the scent of money burning, and the feeling was simply too intoxicating.

"Er... as long as you’re happy."

Qi Sheng didn’t press the matter and focused on savoring the fine wine.

’Everyone’s habits are different; it’s best to just respect each other.’

As they drank their whisky, they gazed out at the magnificent ocean world.

The thought of being pressed against the glass wall by Qi Sheng made both women blush. They would probably never forget that scene for the rest of their lives.

Perhaps they would marry other men in the future.

But Qi Sheng, the handsome, rich, and generous man, would forever occupy a special place deep in their hearts.