Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

Jiang Nan: "Fuck, you bastard, go easy on her! Oh, and remember to use protection—my sister is still in fucking college!"

...

Qi Sheng walked out of the room and happened to see the two housekeepers were already at their posts.

After all, this was a mansion worth two to three hundred million.

Qi Sheng had used two ordinary Talent Recruitment Cards.

He’d recruited two trustworthy housekeepers to help him clean and look after the villa.

"Sir, breakfast is ready. Please see if it’s to your liking."

One of them, Aunt Song, who was a better cook, enthusiastically led Qi Sheng to the dining room.

On the twelve-seat dining table were eight exquisite side dishes.

"It’s great."

Qi Sheng took a bite and nodded with a smile.

It was home-style cooking, but it was more than decent.

"As long as you’re satisfied. I’ll get back to my work, then."

Aunt Song breathed a sigh of relief and turned to attend to other matters.

As Qi Sheng ate breakfast, he replied to a message from Jiang Nan.

Qi Sheng: "Brother Nan, you’re the man. Were yesterday’s arrangements satisfactory?"

Jiang Nan: "Haha, it was well worth giving you my prized sports car. The Phantom and the presidential suite... the missus was getting embarrassed."

Qi Sheng: "It was nothing. We’re family, no need to be formal. I’m heading back to Chengdu this afternoon. I’ll treat you two to dinner next time I’m here."

Jiang Nan: "Sounds good. I’m free anytime."

After exchanging a few more words, Qi Sheng ended the conversation.

Once he finished breakfast, Qi Sheng grabbed a handful of fish food.

Looking at the koi in the pond, he casually tossed in the handful.

Instantly, the koi scrambled over each other, rushing to get the food.

The other housekeeper, Aunt Zhou, brought over a tea set and prepared tea for Qi Sheng.

Two housekeepers: one skilled at cooking, the other an expert in the art of tea.

When it came to living a life of leisure, you had to hand it to Chairman Qi.

Qi Sheng sipped his Pu’er tea, feeling exceptionally content.

Of course, the tea he was drinking was no ordinary stuff.

Jiang Wanqiu had secretly brought it over during dinner yesterday, not even daring to let her brother see it.

It was a Red Label Song Ping Hao Pu’er, a single cake (357 grams) of which was worth 2.6 million.

Song Ping Round Tea came in Red Label and Blue Label varieties.

The Red Label Song Ping represented the pinnacle of surviving "Hao" grade Pu’er teas and was known as the "King of Teas."

Living in a Chinese-style grand residence worth nearly three hundred million, sipping Pu’er tea that cost 50,000 yuan per brew...

’I’m starting to understand the mentality of the super-rich.’

’Ordinary luxury goods just aren’t enough to satisfy their desire to be a cut above the rest.’

’All sorts of high-end, custom-made daily wear, tea that costs hundreds of thousands per half-kilo...’

’Private jets, superyachts, private estates...’

’This is the kind of stuff people at their level should be playing with.’

...

When Jiang Wanqiu woke up and saw the empty space beside her in bed, she didn’t mind much.

Qi Sheng had been very open with her last night, telling her about many things, including his other girlfriends.

It left Jiang Wanqiu deeply shocked, even a little dumbfounded.

But since she had chosen Qi Sheng, she had no intention of giving up halfway.

’He’s the boyfriend I chose for myself. Even if there are a lot of competitors, I’ll grit my teeth and persevere.’

After freshening up, Jiang Wanqiu went downstairs.

Aunt Song, who was busy with her work, hurried over to greet her.

"Ma’am, we’ve been keeping breakfast warm for you. Would you like to have a bite first?"

"Oh, yes. Thank you, Aunt Song."

Jiang Wanqiu was indeed hungry.

She readily followed Aunt Song to the dining room.

Through the dining room’s large glass windows,

Jiang Wanqiu could see Qi Sheng swimming powerfully back and forth in the pool.

As she watched Qi Sheng’s chiseled physique occasionally break the water’s surface, she couldn’t help but mutter under her breath, "No wonder he has so many girlfriends. He has way too much energy!"

Thinking of their intimate encounter last night, her pretty face immediately flushed red.

Although she wasn’t very experienced, she did have a roommate who was an expert in relationships.

While eating breakfast, Jiang Wanqiu was on a video call with Zhang Lu.

Hearing Jiang Wanqiu’s description, her friend was so envious she nearly lost her mind.

’Top-tier looks, not to mention terrifying wealth,’ she thought. ’He just gave Jiang Wanqiu a king-of-the-hill villa at Nine Rooms Hall worth nearly three hundred million. And that eight-pack body... it’s the ultimate fantasy for every thirsty girl. But the most crucial part... Qi Sheng is a terrifying size 25. OMG, I so wish I could bear this "suffering" for Wanqiu!’

Although Jiang Wanqiu wouldn’t mind having a helper, the problem was, Zhang Lu’s looks and extensive relationship history would surely lead to rejection from Qi Sheng.

How could a man who casually drops over two hundred million on a villa possibly be short of beautiful women?

...

Wiping his wet hair, Qi Sheng appeared on camera, his muscular upper body bare.

"Whoa!"

On the other end of the call, Zhang Lu’s expression suddenly went slack as her fingers flew, rapidly taking screenshots.

"Lulu, I have to go! Don’t you dare send those pictures to anyone!"

Jiang Wanqiu frantically moved the camera away, anxiously warning Zhang Lu.

"Hehe, I’ll just keep them to drool over in private."

Zhang Lu tactfully hung up.

"Your roommate?"

Qi Sheng sat down next to Jiang Wanqiu and asked with a casual smile.

"Mhm. Next time, you can’t come out so exposed. Lulu saw everything just now."

Jiang Wanqiu looked vexed, feeling like she’d gotten the short end of the stick.

"I’m not a woman. What’s there to hide?"

Qi Sheng chuckled, ruffling Jiang Wanqiu’s hair.

"I’m going back to Chengdu this afternoon. Once you’re on summer break, you can come and visit me."

"Okay... But you better not bail on me then!"

Jiang Wanqiu was reluctant to see him go, but she also knew Qi Sheng had even more girlfriends back in Chengdu.

’He’s been out playing around for so many days,’ she thought. ’It’s about time he went back to console his other girlfriends, who are probably starving for his attention.’

"Don’t worry. You can come and stay at this villa whenever you want. Both housekeepers are trustworthy."

Qi Sheng beckoned to two female bodyguards in the distance and introduced them to Jiang Wanqiu with a smile.

"These two are the bodyguards I’ve arranged for you."

"Even though it’s very safe here in the country, it’s always better to be careful. The two of them will accompany you in shifts."

"Mhm, thank you, hubby!"

Jiang Wanqiu finally brought herself to call him that.

Who could blame her? She was completely warmed by Qi Sheng’s doting affection.

First, the Nine Rooms Hall villa worth over two hundred million, and now female bodyguards arranged just for her.

It wasn’t just Jiang Wanqiu; all of his girlfriends had two female bodyguards on rotation.

However, the ones assigned to protect Jiang Wanqiu and Qu Man were Elite Level female bodyguards.

His other girlfriends had ordinary female bodyguards.

Though called "ordinary," three to five average men would be no match for them.

And even if they were outnumbered, they could always call for backup.

When one’s wealth reached a certain level, the thing the rich cared about most was the safety of themselves and their families.

"Oh, right. This is some pocket money for you. It’s not much."

"But everyone gets some. It’s a rule in our family, you could say."

Qi Sheng transferred 12 million to Jiang Wanqiu’s bank account, the same treatment Qu Man and the others received.

As for a car, there was no need to provide one.

Across the entire country, you could count on one hand the number of sports cars more expensive than Jiang Wanqiu’s pink Bugatti Veyron.

Besides, this 250-million-yuan mansion was already top-tier treatment among Qi Sheng’s girlfriends.

Even the mansions in Qu Man’s and Tan Hua’s names were worth less than a third of Jiang Wanqiu’s.

This wasn’t because Qi Sheng showed special favoritism toward Jiang Wanqiu.

It was just that her status was different, and the Jiang Family was a major supporter of his business ventures.

A little preferential treatment was perfectly understandable.

Before Qi Sheng left, Jiang Wanqiu refused to go anywhere, choosing instead to cling to him.

Unable to resist Qi Sheng’s coaxing, Jiang Wanqiu awkwardly began to practice her oral skills.

...until Qi Sheng played dirty and launched a surprise attack.

The completely clueless Jiang Wanqiu was totally unprepared.

It took her a long moment to come to her senses, at which point she rushed to the bathroom and started coughing and gagging.

When she came back, Jiang Wanqiu repeatedly pummeled Qi Sheng with her little fists.

"You’re the worst!"

"Ahem, I promise, it won’t happen again!"

"Hmph! There won’t be a next time!"

She said that, but deep down, even she didn’t really believe her own words.

Who could blame her? She was madly in love with Qi Sheng right now.

Even if he did something even more outrageous, she wouldn’t get truly angry.

On the verge of parting, girls always tend to be more indulgent with their boyfriends.

Especially when she thought about all the girlfriends waiting for his affection back where he was going.

’If I’m not more proactive, maybe Qi Sheng will forget all about me.’