Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

"Wanqiu gave it to me yesterday. I like it a lot."

Qi Sheng took the Bvlgari watch from his wrist and handed it to Jiang Nan to admire.

"Holy shit, this watch costs seven million?"

Jiang Nan hadn’t paid much attention at first, but after a quick search on his phone, he stared at Jiang Wanqiu, completely dumbfounded.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Wanqiu was happily sipping her favorite seafood congee, looking on in confusion as her brother pointed at her with a face full of indignation.

"So, this is how it is, Jiang Wanqiu! After I’ve been so good to you, have you ever given me a gift worth more than a million?"

"Hmph, in your dreams. I don’t get nearly as much allowance as you. Just buy it yourself."

Jiang Wanqiu rolled her eyes at Jiang Nan and continued to eat her breakfast quickly, replenishing the energy she had expended last night.

"Heh. So this is what they mean by ’a boyfriend is more important than a brother.’ I’ve seen it all now."

Jiang Nan glared at his sister and handed the watch back to Qi Sheng, his eyes filled with envy.

’Damn it all,’ he thought. ’And for Jiang Wanqiu’s coming-of-age ceremony, I even gave her a one-of-a-kind, discontinued pink Bugatti Veyron.’

’That was a forty-million-yuan supercar, and I didn’t even hesitate for a second.’

’And what did I get for it?’

’Qi Sheng, the boyfriend who just showed up...’

’...is even more favored than her own brother of twenty years.’

’I’ve completely lost my appetite!’

"Oh, come on, Brother. You’re a grown man. Are you really going to be jealous of us?"

Finding her brother’s childish behavior amusing, Jiang Wanqiu shook her own wrist.

"Besides, these are tokens of our love. My watch is very expensive too—it’s worth four million."

Hearing his sister say that, Jiang Nan felt a bit better.

Having placated her brother, Jiang Wanqiu secretly shot Qi Sheng a playfully reproachful glance.

Qi Sheng returned a knowing smile and refrained from provoking Jiang Nan any further.

After breakfast, Jiang Wanqiu was feeling unwell and overwhelmingly sleepy.

Qi Sheng took her back to her room to rest.

Jiang Nan, however, couldn’t wait to show Qi Sheng his garage.

As a top-tier young master from a wealthy family, Jiang Nan’s garage was naturally filled with supercars worth tens of millions.

A Bugatti Veyron, a LaFerrari, a Porsche 918.

Adding the McLaren P1 he had sold to Qi Sheng...

...it turned out his brother-in-law, Jiang Nan, had already collected all three of the "holy trinity" of hypercars.

"So, Ah Sheng, what do you think of Brother Nan’s garage?"

Jiang Nan showed them off with a proud expression.

These cars also represented his bygone youth.

Some of them he’d only driven a few times since buying them.

"Absolutely stunning!"

Qi Sheng’s eyes lit up as well.

’He had thought collecting the "holy trinity" would be a bit of a hassle.’

’He never expected his own brother-in-law to have the other two.’

"Heh heh, this LaFerrari of mine is the custom convertible version. It’s the only one in the country."

"It took a lot of effort to get my hands on it. The market price now is at least fifty million."

Seeing Qi Sheng’s gaze fixed on the LaFerrari, Jiang Nan began to explain with a smug tone.

Usually, when people talk about the LaFerrari as part of the "holy trinity," they’re referring to the hardtop version.

The convertible version is another ten million more expensive than the hardtop.

Jiang Nan’s LaFerrari was painted a very special Italian beige.

In the sunlight, it looked almost white.

Inside the garage, however, it took on a warmer hue.

The paint job alone cost five to six hundred thousand.

The wheels were also different from the standard black on a LaFerrari; they were gold.

These four wheels and tires together cost exactly two million.

On the carbon fiber of the door, there was a "Tailor Made" private customization emblem.

Every custom car has one, a true status symbol.

The custom interior, with its black and white leather and gold trim, was the epitome of luxury.

The aggressive-looking steering wheel and the red ignition button...

...showcased the LaFerrari’s charm to the fullest.

"Jiang Wanqiu?"

Qi Sheng stared at the custom nameplate on the LaFerrari’s steering wheel.

It had his girlfriend’s name engraved on it. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

’This brother-in-law really is a doting-sister fanatic.’

"Haha, Ah Sheng, since you and Wanqiu are together now, all these treasures in my garage are yours. Consider it an early wedding gift for you two."

Jiang Nan clapped Qi Sheng on the shoulder, making a grand, magnanimous gesture.

"But I have just one condition: don’t ever make Qiuqiu sad."

"Don’t worry, Brother Nan. I’ll make sure Wanqiu is always happy. She’ll forever be my little princess."

’What else could he say?’ Qi Sheng thought. ’It’s a free gift from his brother-in-law; there’s no reason to refuse.’

"You brat. You’re not even going to pretend to refuse?"

Jiang Nan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn’t really mind.

Even though the cars were worth over a hundred million combined...

...they were nothing compared to his sister.

Besides, he was about to follow his family’s arrangements and embark on a political career.

Driving such flashy supercars would just be asking for trouble.

...

Jiang Nan watched as Qi Sheng quickly called his bodyguards to drive away all three of his beloved cars.

The look in his eyes was one of pure agony.

But embarking on a political career meant he had to sever all ties with this part of his life.

From now on, he would no longer be the great young master of the Jiang Family who drove supercars, lived a life of debauchery, and chased girls at will.

Serving the people was to be his new creed.

Qi Sheng wasn’t that heartless, though. He couldn’t just let his brother-in-law start walking to work.

He had Gu Feng go out and buy a top-of-the-line Volvo S90 to be Jiang Nan’s new daily driver.

Supercars worth over a hundred million yuan, traded for a Volvo S90 that cost five hundred thousand.

Jiang Nan’s mouth twitched for a good while, but he still accepted it readily.

He took Qi Sheng for a spin around the residential complex.

"You know, a car bought by someone else just feels different. I’ll drive this to work from now on."

Jiang Nan was used to driving supercars worth tens of millions.

Suddenly lowering his standards to drive an ordinary family car...

...felt surprisingly novel, and he adapted rather quickly.

In terms of ride comfort alone, a family car like a Volvo absolutely trounced a supercar.

"As long as you like it, Brother Nan. If you get tired of it, I can always get you a Passat."

This put Qi Sheng in an even better mood.

’Trading a Volvo S90 for three supercars worth over a hundred million in total.’

’Who wouldn’t want to make a deal like that?’

"You bastard, are you after our family’s assets?"

Jiang Nan cursed good-naturedly, "A Passat’s doors are paper-thin. If you want Qiuqiu to inherit the family fortune that badly, just say so."

"Ahem, how could I possibly think something like that? I was just thinking that Brother Nan should be as low-key as possible to avoid attracting gossip."

Qi Sheng just smiled and shook his head, not taking Jiang Nan’s joke to heart.

’As a tycoon of his level, he naturally wouldn’t be impressed by the Jiang Family’s paltry thirty-odd billion in assets.’

’Now, if you added another zero, then he might be a little more interested.’

"Fuck, I’m the great young master of the Jiang Family, and you think driving a Volvo is high-profile?"

Jiang Nan said defiantly, "Anyway, I absolutely refuse to lower my standards any further. The Volvo is my bottom line. I didn’t even consider a BBA."

Qi Sheng felt a great deal of sympathy for Jiang Nan.

’The happy days of a rich young master were officially over for him.’

"By the way, when Wanqiu went back to her room, she told me to have you pick up Sister Xiaofei tonight so you can all have dinner."

"No way! Don’t even think about it! I’m not meeting up with that she-rex!"

The moment Jiang Nan heard the name ’Xiaofei,’ his expression turned to one of pure terror, and he shook his head frantically.

"She-rex?"

Qi Sheng asked, his curiosity piqued.

’What kind of woman could possibly scare the great young master of the Jiang Family into such a state?’

"Sigh. Ah Sheng, you’re not from Shanghai, so you don’t know how terrifying the Yan Family’s she-rex is."

Jiang Nan sighed in frustration.

"Our family is prominent enough in this city, and my uncle is even the fourth-highest official in Shanghai."

"But we’re nothing compared to the Yan Family."

"As the sole heir of the Jiang Family, an arranged marriage is inevitable for me."

"If the family had arranged a marriage with an ordinary-looking girl, I wouldn’t have complained."

"But Yan Xiaofei is different. She’s a military academy graduate and currently holds the rank of major."

"Not only is she an expert in various martial arts, but she beats me up at the drop of a hat."

"Thankfully, she was usually on base with the army, so I had a little freedom."

"But she’s been discharged from active duty now. By the end of the year, I’ll be walking into the tomb of matrimony."

After his rant, Jiang Nan looked at Qi Sheng with envy.

"Ah Sheng, compared to you, my life as the ’glamorous’ great young master of the Jiang Family isn’t even one-tenth as carefree as yours."

"Brother Nan, you’re not getting any younger. I, on the other hand, can still have fun for a few more years."

Qi Sheng patted Jiang Nan’s shoulder, giving him a sympathetic look.

"Fuck! Just make sure you’re there to be my best man!"

’Not only did he have to walk into the tomb of matrimony,’ Jiang Nan thought, ’but he also had to start his political service from the very bottom.’

’Meanwhile, Qi Sheng could still live a life of debauchery, free as a bird.’

’They were both top-tier young masters, but the gap between their fates couldn’t be wider!’