Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Chapter 150: Three Little Surprises for Mom and Dad

「Sunshine Garden.」

As a two-tone black and silver Maybach pulled into the slightly old residential community.

It immediately drew many gasps of surprise.

The appearance of a million-plus luxury car in a neighborhood with an average property value of just five or six thousand...

...was a rare sight in itself.

What’s more, it was a Maybach.

When the Maybach parked in front of Building 37.

Qi Sheng and Tan Hua, carrying bags of all sizes, went up to the third floor.

"Wait, I’m a little nervous."

Tan Hua took a few deep breaths, feeling like her heart was about to pound out of her chest.

"Don’t worry, my parents are really easygoing."

Qi Sheng let Tan Hua compose herself for a moment before knocking on the door.

"Who is it?"

His mother’s familiar voice came from inside, and the door quickly opened.

"You little brat, you finally remembered the way home!"

The moment Zhu Min opened the door and saw Qi Sheng, she pulled him into a joyful hug, her words a mix of complaint and longing.

"Ahem, Mom, look who’s with me."

With his hands full of bags, Qi Sheng had no choice but to remind his excited mother.

"Ah... Huahua?"

Zhu Min quickly let go of Qi Sheng and, looking delighted, took the gifts from Tan Hua’s hands.

"Hello, Auntie."

Normally, Tan Hua was poised and outgoing.

But this was her first time visiting her boyfriend’s family, so she was still a little nervous.

"Oh my, this is the first time we’re meeting in person! We’ve only chatted online a few times before. Our Huahua is so pretty."

Zhu Min enthusiastically led Tan Hua into the house, completely forgetting about her own son, Qi Sheng.

It was clear how satisfied she was with her prospective daughter-in-law.

Qi Sheng was used to it and simply put the things down by the door.

Then he closed the door and changed into slippers.

"Old Qi, hurry up and come out! Huahua is here."

Zhu Min pulled Tan Hua to sit on the living room sofa and shouted to Qi Zhizhong, who was on the phone in another room.

"Hello, Uncle."

Seeing Qi Zhizhong, Tan Hua got nervous and quickly bowed in greeting.

"Don’t be so formal. Make yourself at home."

Qi Zhizhong chuckled and waved his hand, gesturing for Tan Hua to sit down.

"You showed up so suddenly, kid. Your mom and I weren’t prepared."

Qi Zhizhong walked over to his much taller son and looked at the pile of gifts on the floor.

Among them were bird’s nest and Maotai, which must have cost tens of thousands.

"Did Huahua buy these?"

"It’s a gesture from Huahua. You should just accept it without any worries."

Qi Sheng reassured his father, afraid they would feel too much pressure.

’When I visit Tan Hua’s family, I’ll just have to prepare a gift of equivalent value.’

"Easy for you to say, kid. Huahua bought all this. How could your mom and I feel right giving a gift worthy of someone ’one in ten thousand’? She deserves a gift for someone ’one in a hundred thousand’ at least!"

Qi Zhizhong looked at his wife and future daughter-in-law, who were chatting up a storm, and motioned for Qi Sheng to go out with him to withdraw money.

Downstairs, the first thing Qi Zhizhong saw was the incredibly eye-catching two-tone black and silver Maybach.

But it was precisely because Qi Sheng was willing to splurge on the decor that the restaurant’s business was so explosive.

Located in the high-traffic Taikoo Li district, with an atmosphere comparable to a luxury brand’s flagship store.

Top-tier service, and a flavor that was simply stunning.

You could say that the explosive popularity of the Spicy King Taikoo Li Main Store was nearly impossible to replicate.

A table turnover rate of five times a day turned the restaurant into a money-printing machine running at full capacity, churning out cash for Qi Sheng like crazy.

The net profit margin for high-end dining is high to begin with.

And Spicy King’s revenue was exceptionally impressive.

After deducting rent, staff salaries and benefits, utilities, miscellaneous fees, and ingredient costs, the net profit margin was still 25%.

Qi Zhizhong did a quick mental calculation and arrived at a staggeringly incredible number.

"Your restaurant... has a net profit of 5 million a month?"

"More or less."

Qi Sheng smiled and nodded. "You and Mom can start thinking about retirement without any worries."

"I always said that once we had money, we’d travel more. Now that we have the money and the time, it really is time for me and your mom to enjoy life."

Qi Zhizhong was quite casual about it, taking the Maybach key fob with its double-M logo.

He pulled open the driver’s side door and sank into the comfortable, luxurious leather seat.

"As expected of a Maybach. This seat is even more comfortable than the one in your mom’s A8."

Their A8 at home had already set their standards for a car’s experience quite high.

But the Maybach effortlessly shattered that threshold.

After all, the A8 was "only" 1.3 million.

While the Maybach cost 4 million.

Qi Sheng sat in the passenger seat, explaining the many complex, high-tech features to his dad.