Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

"You really have a girlfriend?"

Zong Rui was dumbfounded.

Or rather, she hadn’t expected Qi Sheng to be so honest.

’Logically, shouldn’t Qi Sheng have said he was single and given me some ambiguous signals?’

Qi Sheng being so direct had caught her completely off guard.

"I’m not exactly ugly, and my circumstances are pretty good. Is it so unbelievable that I have a girlfriend?"

Now that Qi Sheng had the upper hand, he naturally wanted to tease Zong Rui.

"Ah... no, that’s not it. I mean, you’re so outstanding, your girlfriend must be very beautiful."

Zong Rui felt a knot in her stomach, and she stammered out a reply.

Qi Sheng laying his cards on the table was completely unexpected.

"About the same as you."

Qi Sheng was telling the truth. The two women were indeed on par in terms of looks.

"Really?"

"Let me show you a picture of my girlfriend."

Qi Sheng pulled up a few photos of the two of them from his phone’s album.

They were all pictures of Tan Hua with her arms around him, kissing him, or smiling brightly.

"Er... your girlfriend is indeed very beautiful."

After looking at a few photos, Zong Rui had to admit it.

The other woman was a great beauty whose looks were in no way inferior to her own.

’This bastard is dead meat!’

’He has such a beautiful girlfriend, yet he still comes on to me.’

’Is he not even trying to hide what a huge scumbag he is?’

"Why are you leaving?"

Seeing Zong Rui sullenly walking away, Qi Sheng called out to her with a mischievous smile.

"Huh?"

Zong Rui was a bit dazed. "Didn’t I just see the photos of your girlfriend?"

"Who told you I only have one girlfriend?"

Qi Sheng said it with shameless confidence.

’Anyway, I’m her boss. I doubt she’d be willing to give up this job.’

"What?"

Zong Rui felt as if she’d been struck by lightning.

Looking at the shameless Qi Sheng, she wished she could fire him on the spot.

’Damn it, he’s a 24-karat pure scumbag!’

’And to think I just felt that Qi Sheng might be a good candidate for a boyfriend.’

’Pah, disgusting!’

In her mind, Zong Rui was cursing Qi Sheng up and down.

But on her face, she wore a professional, fake smile, a little curious as to whether Qi Sheng was telling the truth.

When she saw Qi Sheng open a hidden album in his cloud drive...

...Zong Rui was completely certain of the fact that a certain someone was a scumbag.

’Damn it, this guy is way too practiced.’

’There’s no way he’d be this smooth if he wasn’t juggling several women at once!’

"These three girls... are all your girlfriends?"

She saw intimate photos of Qi Sheng with Du Xinxin and the others on a beach and in a villa.

Zong Rui could no longer look directly at her seemingly sunny and handsome boss.

’But I have to admit, the guy really has good taste.’

’These three young women don’t look very old, but they’re all top-tier beauties on par with me.’

’This guy should be shot, hogging all these beautiful women.’

"Boss, what’s your point in showing me all this?"

Zong Rui had a feeling this guy was deliberately trying to piss her off.

’Couldn’t he have just lied to me and pretended to be a good guy?’

Now that Qi Sheng had revealed his true nature, she had no choice but to suppress her fluttering heart.

"I just don’t want you getting any other ideas about me. It’s better if our relationship stays the way it is now."

Qi Sheng was all about the thrill, and he certainly had the means to be a playboy.

"Hmph, you’re overthinking things. The break is over. It’s time for us to work on the machines."

Zong Rui strode toward the weight machine area with her long legs, cursing Qi Sheng ten thousand times in her heart.

But the more she cursed him, the more vivid the memory became.

When chasing a girl, it’s all about stirring her emotions.

Whether it’s happiness or anger, excitement or irritation.

As long as the girl is thinking about you, you’re not far from winning her over.

Thanks to his Fitness Expert ability, Qi Sheng’s knowledge of the subject far surpassed Zong Rui’s.

Zong Rui watched as Qi Sheng skillfully used the equipment, a stark contrast to his awkwardness when they first met.

How could she not guess that he had been deliberately teasing her before?

’He was clearly a pro, but he had to pretend to be a noob.’

But now the contract was signed, so whether she liked it or not...

...she had to get through this one year of being his training partner.

And it had to be said, Zong Rui looked quite cute when she was fuming.

When Qi Sheng finished his workout, he saw Zong Rui was still sulking and teased her with a smile.

"Now that you’ve seen my true nature, do you want to quit?"

Zong Rui rolled her eyes. "I’m not an idiot. You might be a scumbag, but that doesn’t stop me from taking your money."

"I’m not in top form today. Tomorrow, after I’ve rested, I’ll definitely make sure you get more than your money’s worth for this private training."

"Anyway, first, help me stretch."

After speaking, Qi Sheng found a spot and lay right down.

He gestured for Zong Rui to use her long legs to walk on his back and leg muscles.

’I really want to beat him to death!’

Zong Rui clenched her small fists and reluctantly took off her shoes.

Her long legs, clad in yoga pants, pushed down as her soft, fair feet pressed into the muscles of Qi Sheng’s calves and thighs.

Feeling the rock-hard muscles of his legs under her feet, Zong Rui’s face grew slightly hot.

The envious and jealous gazes from the other men, in particular, made her wish she could find a hole to crawl into and disappear.

’Bastard, couldn’t you find a yoga room for this?’

The more Zong Rui thought about it, the more she felt Qi Sheng was doing it on purpose, and she stomped on him a few times in a huff.

Qi Sheng didn’t tease her any further, quitting while he was ahead and standing up.

Zong Rui flexed her sore little feet.

’His muscles are rock-hard. It was so uncomfortable to walk on them.’

"That’s it for today. I have things to do this afternoon."

Qi Sheng took his watch back and put it on his wrist.

"Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going then."

Zong Rui didn’t have a very good impression of Qi Sheng at this point.

’I can’t just throw myself at him knowing he’s a scumbag, can I?’

"Oh, right. I’ll transfer this month’s salary to you first."

Qi Sheng tapped on his phone, transferring 50,000 to Zong Rui via WeChat with the note ’Private Training Fee’.