Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Don’t Daydream

Sitting on the soft, comfortable sofa, he saw the friend request that had just been accepted.

Qi Sheng couldn’t help but grin and sent a WeChat message.

"When are you guys free to leave?"

Liu Shiwen replied almost instantly: "The chief purser just finished chewing us out. We’re about to take the crew bus to our hotel. Send me the address, and I’ll take a taxi over."

In reality, this was a small test.

If Qi Sheng sent the address of a normal hotel that cost a few hundred a night, Liu Shiwen wouldn’t have gone.

She was looking to latch onto a real sugar daddy, not some fake nouveau riche guy who was just pretending to be wealthy.

"I’m staying at the Atlantis Hotel. Send me your location, and I’ll have a driver pick you up."

After sending the message, Qi Sheng tossed his phone aside.

He sipped his ice-cold champagne, gazing at the marine world behind the glass window.

After quite some time, Qi Sheng stretched lazily.

He glanced at the several unread messages from Liu Shiwen.

The first few weren’t worth detailing—just a mix of shock and curiosity.

Seeing that Qi Sheng hadn’t replied for a while, Liu Shiwen’s last message read: "Okay, I’ll wait for you to send someone to pick me up."

The address Liu Shiwen sent was the usual hotel where the Sichuan Airlines flight attendants stayed for their layovers in Sanya.

The hotel’s drivers all knew where it was.

The romantic stories between flight attendants and rich men... well, if you know, you know.

"Mickey, have a driver go to this address and pick up a Ms. Liu Shiwen."

Qi Sheng called in Mickey, who had been waiting on standby outside the suite, and showed him the address.

"Understood. I’ll notify the driver right away."

Mickey nodded respectfully, then left the suite to inform the driver.

"Almost forgot."

Qi Sheng tapped his forehead, suddenly realizing he had forgotten to remind Liu Shiwen to bring her battle attire.

Without that flight attendant uniform, it just wouldn’t be the same.

When Liu Shiwen saw a new message from Qi Sheng, her heart filled with anticipation, thinking it would be sweet nothings.

But it was just the guy reminding her not to forget her uniform, black stockings, and high heels.

’Jerk!’

Liu Shiwen muttered quietly, but she didn’t dare go against Qi Sheng’s wishes in the slightest.

From the moment they met, the hierarchy between them had already been firmly established.

"Shiwen, what are you doing?"

Liu Shiwen’s roommate, a colleague named Tang Qian, was also a fair-skinned beauty.

It was just that in terms of looks, she was a bit inferior to Liu Shiwen.

Tang Qian had just changed her clothes and was planning to go shopping.

When she saw Liu Shiwen packing her already-put-away uniform and black stockings into a bag, she couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

"Um... I’m going to meet a friend."

Facing Tang Qian’s astonished gaze, Liu Shiwen was so embarrassed she wished the ground would swallow her whole.

’But if I can establish a stable relationship with Qi Sheng,’ she thought, ’I might as well quit this flight attendant job.’

"I get it. It’s that passenger you were serving on the plane today, isn’t it?"

Tang Qian recalled how diligently Liu Shiwen had served a tall, rich, and handsome guy on the flight.

Realization dawned on her instantly.

She just hadn’t expected them to get together so quickly.

"Yeah. You’re going out shopping?"

Liu Shiwen saw her colleague’s outfit and figured her night definitely wouldn’t be a quiet one.

Most flight attendants are beautiful.

After all, they’re selected from thousands upon thousands of girls.

In terms of looks, none of them are lacking.

On a normal day, there was no shortage of simps fawning over them.

Only the tall, rich, and handsome, or wealthy middle-aged bosses, were treated differently by them.

Most of the simps in their "pond" were only remembered on holidays or their birthdays, just enough to have a fleeting sense of presence.

Their "520" money transfers were just enough to buy a lipstick.

Going out with a rich guy or a middle-aged boss could at least score them an LV or Gucci bag.

Tang Qian glanced at her phone. The temporary group chat she was in said they were short on people for clubbing tonight, so she asked Liu Shiwen.

"I’m going clubbing tonight. A few handsome guys organized it, and I heard there are some rich second-generation kids too. Want to come?"

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