Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Chapter 98: Purple is Indeed the Most Alluring

The restaurant’s history was actually quite interesting.

A pole and a blade, weathered by time, hung on the wall.

Medals were piled high in a corner of the room, along with photos taken with celebrities.

When the two returned to their private room, Xu Qinghui didn’t use the restaurant’s tea.

Instead, he took out a serving of his personally treasured Niu Langkeng Cinnamon.

He wanted to let Qi Sheng get a taste of the joys of the wealthy.

"By the way, Younger Brother Qi, I have some specially reserved beef. I had your driver put it in the trunk, so don’t forget to grab it when you get home."

Xu Qinghui also gave him his treasured Niu Langkeng Cinnamon.

He only kept a few servings for himself to enjoy.

"Wonderful. In that case, I won’t be modest, big brother."

Qi Sheng smiled and nodded, not holding back in the slightest.

’After I dropped a 25-million-yuan deal on him, taking a few tens of thousands of yuan worth of tea is nothing.’

"Refreshingly direct."

Xu Qinghui wasn’t at all concerned about the tea, which was worth tens of thousands of yuan.

’As long as he could maintain a good relationship with a wealthy young master like Qi Sheng, there would be plenty of opportunities to make money.’

The two chatted as they drank, and Qi Sheng brought up a few minor details about the design.

His suggestions, like the courtyard layout, left the two of them baffled but thoroughly impressed.

"You know about design too, Younger Brother Qi?"

Xu Qinghui was surprised. He’d thought Qi Sheng must have also studied interior design in college.

Otherwise, how could he speak about it so articulately?

"I just enjoy reading design magazines. I’ve looked into it a bit."

"In short, budget is not an issue, but the store’s renovation must be absolutely stunning!"

Qi Sheng waved his hand humbly, but his tone was that of a man with unlimited funds.

"Don’t you worry, Younger Brother Qi. Old Wang will definitely deliver a result that will satisfy you."

Xu Qinghui guaranteed without a second thought, patting his chest.

’Even if he didn’t make a profit on this project, he wouldn’t complain.’

Seeing Xu Qinghui’s enthusiastic declaration, Qi Sheng was naturally very pleased.

When the waiter began serving the food, Qi Sheng focused on judging the quality of Chengdu’s only two-star Michelin restaurant.

As a skilled cook himself, Qi Sheng could appreciate just how exquisite Lan Guijun’s culinary skills were.

From the soup stock to the knife work for the noodles, his technique was top-tier.

If one of Lan Guijun’s apprentices had been cooking, there might have been a flaw here or there.

But with Lan Guijun himself at the helm, the meal naturally earned their unanimous praise.

Seeing that Qi Sheng was quite pleased, Xu Qinghui was also delighted.

He even pulled the already-resting Lan Guijun over for a quick drink before they left, completely satisfied.

...

Outside the restaurant, a black Bentley Flying Spur was parked in front of a blue BMW 7 Series.

Xu Qinghui had suggested going to a bar for another round, but Qi Sheng politely declined, promising to do so next time.

’Peng Qingsong will be there to oversee things during construction.’

’As the big boss, he naturally didn’t need to worry too much about it.’

"Alright then, let’s call it a night. Next time, Younger Brother Qi, we’ll have a few more drinks."

They had each finished a bottle of Maotai, and Xu Qinghui’s voice had grown considerably louder.

Another round at a bar would have definitely been too much.

"Anytime."

Qi Sheng watched as a driver helped Xu Qinghui into the backseat of the Bentley Flying Spur.

Then the car started up and disappeared from view.

"After you drop me off, take these two home."

Qi Sheng glanced at Qiu Lei and Peng Qingsong slumped over in the backseat and couldn’t help but chuckle with a sense of resignation.

"Yes, Boss."

Gu Feng nodded, driving on smoothly.

When they arrived at the entrance to the Yitai Tianjiao District, Qi Sheng had Gu Feng stop.

Qi Sheng didn’t have Gu Feng drive into the underground garage, as the parking spaces there were all full.

Qi Sheng got out at the entrance, planning to take a leisurely stroll back to his building.

"Good evening, Mr. Qi."

The security guard at the gate saw Qi Sheng and greeted him with respect and enthusiasm.

As one of the few Ferrari owners in the complex,

and one who drove a 488 Pista worth over five million yuan, he was naturally a memorable face for the guards.

"Keep up the good work."

Qi Sheng nodded with a gentle smile, not putting on any arrogant airs.

He walked through the lush, green gardens of the complex.

He watched as strips of pinprick lights illuminated the grand, high-end mansions.

Among this sea of lights, one was left on just for him.

A scene like this had appeared in his dreams countless times.

But it had never felt as real as it did now.

’It feels so damn good to be rich!’

...

Back at home, Tan Hua was curled up on the sofa under a thin blanket, watching TV.

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