Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Chapter 112: More Formidable Than Her Ex-Husband (Part 2)

BEEP~

Just as Kong Bin was lost in his fantasy, the sound of a car horn and chatter drifted in from outside the sales office.

It was followed by the rapid CLICK-CLACK of high heels on the floor.

Kong Bin saw Xue Zhongyun suddenly stand up, an excited look on her face. She grabbed her handbag and headed for the exit.

"Fuck, which son of a bitch is stealing my prize?"

Kong Bin muttered curses as he followed her out, and several other male salespeople had the same idea.

In a place like a sales office, it was a given that beautiful women were prey for the wealthy.

But even a one-night stand would be enough for them to brag about to their buddies.

Ever since Xue Zhongyun had arrived at the Huayue Mansion sales office, she had easily claimed the title of number one beauty.

Even the former number one beauty, Chen Jing, admitted she couldn’t compare.

"Holy shit, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan?"

When they got outside, they saw Xue Zhongyun, all smiles, getting into the Cullinan.

The man driving was young, rich, and handsome.

"Damn, the goddess is definitely going to get ravaged tonight. I envy these rich young masters every single day!"

The male salespeople all sighed in unison, shaking their heads as they returned to the office.

Faced with a Cullinan worth tens of millions, their attempts at pursuit seemed like a joke.

"Fuck, what a gold digger!"

Kong Bin watched the Cullinan drive away, unable to stop himself from cursing out of envy and jealousy.

It seemed only this could make him feel a little better.

Compared to the Cullinan, his E300 was probably only worth its Spirit of Ecstasy hood ornament and two umbrellas.

How the hell could he even compete?

...

Xue Zhongyun sank into the comfortable, plush leather seats of the Cullinan.

Gazing at the luxurious interior, she was blown away by the ten-million-plus luxury car up close.

Even though her ex-husband’s family had been well-off...

...they didn’t have the means to buy a Cullinan that cost tens of millions.

"Why so quiet?"

Qi Sheng was driving. Seeing Xue Zhongyun staring off into space silently, he casually placed a hand on her voluptuous, stocking-clad thigh.

"You..."

Xue Zhongyun snapped back to reality, a little unused to Qi Sheng’s directness.

"It’s just my first time in a luxury car like this. I was a little stunned."

Xue Zhongyun thought of her goal and tacitly allowed Qi Sheng’s hand to remain on her leg.

A slight smile touched Qi Sheng’s lips; he had anticipated her reaction.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you arrange is fine. I’m okay with anything."

Xue Zhongyun clutched her handbag tightly, her pearly white teeth biting her luscious red lips.

Her cheeks were flushed like peach blossoms, and her voice was a little unsteady.

Qi Sheng drove with his left hand, his right toying with her leg.

In the presence of a ten-million-plus Cullinan, all other cars kept their distance.

No one wanted to find out if their insurance could cover the repair costs for a Cullinan.

The No. 8 Hot Pot at the Junyue Hotel, where he’d treated Tan Hua and her colleagues last time, had great food and ambiance.

Qi Sheng planned to take Xue Zhongyun there and then simply stay the night at the Junyue Hotel.

When the car pulled up to the hotel...

...Shen Jie, the butler for the presidential suite, had already been waiting for a while.

"Welcome to the Junyue Hotel, Mr. Qi. I am your butler for this stay, Shen Jie."

"For the next 24 hours, you may tell me of any needs you have, and my team and I will do our utmost to fulfill your requests."

Shen Jie glanced at Qi Sheng’s Cullinan, then at the stunningly beautiful, mature woman getting out of the passenger seat.

’I wonder which wealthy young master is out having a good time with a beauty,’ he secretly mused.

"Lead the way. We’ll check into the suite first, then arrange a private room for me at No. 8 Hot Pot."

"Of course."

Shen Jie fell back half a step behind Qi Sheng and Xue Zhongyun, showing his respect for the distinguished guests staying in the presidential suite.

The hotel’s largest presidential suite was only 192 square meters.

Compared to other hotels with suites of three or four hundred square meters, it seemed a bit compact.

But the suite’s design was quite interesting.

The decor in the living room, the arrangement of the furniture, even the design of the bedroom—everything that could be symmetrical, was.

Qi Sheng had stayed in many presidential suites, but he had never seen a design so perfectly symmetrical.

Even the two sofas were arranged in a perfectly symmetrical, identical fashion.

He had to admit, for someone with obsessive-compulsive tendencies, it was incredibly soothing.

It was just that the price, fifty thousand a night, was a bit out of touch with reality.

Qi Sheng led Xue Zhongyun on a tour of the presidential suite.

The most eye-catching feature was undoubtedly the bathtub in the suite’s bathroom, carved from a single piece of imported white Calacatta marble from Italy.

That jacuzzi tub alone must have cost several hundred thousand.

Seeing Qi Sheng staring at the bathtub, Xue Zhongyun, who had been blushing and unable to look up since they entered, clearly anticipated her fate for the evening.

But this was also precisely what she had been hoping for, so she had no regrets.

"Go make the arrangements. We’ll be down in a bit."

After Shen Jie opened a bottle of champagne, Qi Sheng waved a hand, dismissing him.

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