Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: It’s Getting Cold, Add Black Stockings

After getting ready, the two of them headed straight to the 7th floor, the top floor of the International Gold Center.

A Yunnan restaurant had opened here, which was said to have great food and a nice atmosphere.

That was why Miduo and the others had decided to have their get-together here.

"This place has a pretty nice atmosphere!"

A server led the two of them into the restaurant.

The dark-themed decor gave it a very high-class feel.

A few strategically placed Buddha statues added a touch of solemnity.

There were eight people in Miduo’s group, and with Qi Sheng and Tan Hua, that made exactly ten.

A booth wouldn’t be big enough, so they had booked a private room directly.

However, the private room came with a 500 yuan service fee.

The fee would only be waived if the bill exceeded 1,500 yuan.

"Sorry, we’re late."

As Tan Hua entered the private room and saw her colleagues scrolling boredly on their phones, she quickly apologized.

"It’s fine, we haven’t been here long either."

The store manager, Miduo, smiled and shook her head. Waiting for Qi Sheng and Tan Hua was no big deal.

If it weren’t for Tan Hua’s sake...

...Qi Sheng probably wouldn’t have even bothered attending a dinner at this level.

"Huahua, you live so close and you’re still this late. Don’t tell me you and Qi Sheng were going at it until just now?"

Seeing Qi Sheng yawning nonstop while Tan Hua, in contrast, was practically glowing, Xu Ying couldn’t help but tease the couple.

"AHEM... Have you guys ordered yet? It’s my treat today, as an apology for being late."

Qi Sheng quickly changed the subject.

He was the only guy in a room full of women.

Discussing such a topic was bound to be a little awkward.

"Wow, long live Eldest Young Master Qi!"

Xu Ying and the others all started cheering for Qi Sheng.

Who wouldn’t be happy about getting a free feast?

"You’re too generous, Mr. Qi."

Miduo felt a bit resigned, but she knew these girls tended to live paycheck to paycheck.

If they split this meal, it would probably cost around 300 yuan per person.

To save 300 yuan, the short wait was more than worth it.

There was a QR code on the table, so they could order whatever dishes they wanted themselves.

Qi Sheng noticed the women were still being a little reserved.

They were only ordering dishes that cost a few dozen yuan, not a single one priced over a hundred.

’Fine, I’ll have to do it.’

Qi Sheng went ahead and selected all the restaurant’s signature dishes: steam-pot chicken, tilapia, Dai-style hand-eaten rice, and more.

A final glance showed a total of eighteen dishes.

It was definitely more than ten people could possibly eat.

"Does anyone want to drink?"

Qi Sheng asked casually as he flipped through the menu.

"We could have a little. Do they have red wine?"

Xu Ying could tell her other colleagues were tempted but too shy to say anything, so she decided to speak up for them.

"The red wines are all pretty mediocre. They do have whisky, though—Macallan 12. If you’re all up for it, we could get a bottle and try it."

Qi Sheng glanced at the red wines priced in the three-to-four-hundred-yuan range and couldn’t muster any interest.

"Let me see... 2,280 for one bottle?"

Xu Ying glanced at the menu and was instantly stunned. "Whisky is that expensive?"

"It’s only about 800 yuan online. The restaurant has marked it up almost three times."

Miduo occasionally enjoyed a small glass of whisky at home with her husband.

So she knew the price of this Macallan 12 like the back of her hand.

"Don’t worry about the price. If you want to try it, let’s just get it."

Qi Sheng had never actually tried such an expensive whisky himself, so he went ahead and ordered it.

He glanced at the total. The meal was now 4,500 yuan.

It was mainly the expensive whisky that had driven up the price.

A server brought over an ice bucket.

After the box was opened, the bottle of whisky, worth over 2,000 yuan, was taken out.

A glass was poured for everyone, and ice cubes were added.

A layer of icy condensation immediately formed on the glasses.

"I’m finally getting a little taste of what it’s like to be rich! Thank you, Eldest Young Master Qi!"

Xu Ying, who was always the best at livening things up, was the first to raise her glass in a toast to Qi Sheng.

"Don’t mention it. We’re all friends. All that matters is that you have a good time."

Qi Sheng also took a sip. The ice-cold liquor slid down his throat.

It had notes of sweet preserved fruits and caramel, with a woody, fruity aroma.

The finish had hints of toffee and chocolate.

’Worth every penny.’

Qi Sheng saw that Tan Hua had only taken a tiny sip, and he smiled, signaling to her that a token taste was more than enough.

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