Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Chapter 8: I Really Didn’t Do It On Purpose

Normally, Qi Sheng could handle about four bottles of Budweiser.

After his Physique improved, however, his tolerance for alcohol became quite astonishing.

But no matter how astonishing, it couldn’t hold up against having to drink three bottles per round.

After four consecutive rounds, not many people were left sitting upright at the table.

Skinny Monkey, Wen Xin, and Wu Peng had all retreated to the sofa to rest with their eyes closed.

The only ones still at the table were Liu Shan and Qi Sheng.

Lü Tong, being the groom, was over with the bride’s side of the family.

He took a moment to check on the state of battle over here and was so scared he immediately fled.

Tomorrow was the big day, so he didn’t dare drink too much. There was a ton of stuff to do in the morning.

"*Hic*, Handsome Qi, I have to hand it to you tonight. A lot of guys usually chase me, but this is the first time a guy has ever rejected me."

Chen Jia had also drunk a little too much. Her usual limit was about four or five bottles.

Right now, she was just about at her limit.

As for Qi Sheng, his head was spinning too.

Twelve bottles of Budweiser—the kickback was strong enough to make the world feel like it was spinning.

"As long as you’re happy. A great beauty like you definitely doesn’t lack admirers. We just aren’t fated to be."

Qi Sheng was still relatively sober and didn’t want to needlessly offend Chen Jia.

After all, this group of girlfriends didn’t have many other skills.

But when it came to convincing people to break up rather than make up, they could really give you a hard time.

"Haha, well then I wish you and Huahua a long and happy life together! I’ll be there for your wedding toast!"

Chen Jia was also drunk, spouting whatever came to mind with liquid courage.

"Jiajia!"

Tan Hua, her face bright red, shot Chen Jia a reproachful glare.

"Hehe, Huahua, you’re so pretty. I think Handsome Qi is a great catch. He’s handsome, rich, a good singer, and can hold his liquor. Most importantly, he’s so manly! He drank all that for you!"

Perhaps it was the wine bringing out the truth; Chen Jia was actually starting to speak up for Qi Sheng.

"Stop talking nonsense, you’re drunk. Nana, Qianqian, let’s get Jiajia back to her room to rest."

Tan Hua really couldn’t stand Chen Jia anymore and quickly pulled her other two roommates over to help Chen Jia away.

"Nooo, I haven’t had enough yet! Handsome Qi hasn’t passed out, so I’m not leaving."

Chen Jia was acting like a cute, tipsy brat.

’Too bad some other bastard got to her first.’

’Otherwise, I wouldn’t have minded getting a piece of that action.’

"Sorry about that. You guys should get some rest too. You have to be up early tomorrow."

After saying that, Tan Hua pulled Chen Jia back upstairs.

Once Tan Hua and the others were gone, Qi Sheng’s body went limp, and he collapsed right back into his chair.

Twelve whole bottles of Budweiser were sloshing around in his stomach, and he felt uncomfortably full.

Qi Sheng recovered for a moment, then headed to the first-floor bathroom to take a leak.

"Phew..."

As it happened, Skinny Monkey also urgently needed to pee and ran over to do the same.

They were all grown men; there was nothing to be shy about.

"Holy shit, Old Qi, your model is something else!"

Skinny Monkey wasn’t that drunk, his face was just bright red.

Seeing that Qi Sheng had upgraded his handgun to a cannon, he was instantly filled with envy and jealousy.

He could tolerate that Qi Sheng was more handsome, richer, and more talented than him.

But this guy’s model being bigger than his? That was truly intolerable.

A man’s dignity, trampled just like that.

"Shh, be low-key."

Qi Sheng gave it a little shake, holstered his weapon, and felt a bit smug.

’What does a man want in this life? Isn’t it to sleep with a few more pretty girls?’

’Whether your capital is solid or not directly determines if you can ride the waves in the future.’

’With Basic Authority, Special Attributes can only be modified up to 69.’

’Don’t think an attribute of 69 is low. It’s only 1cm shy of the standard male measurement.’

’As for Skinny Monkey, I visually estimate that he probably isn’t even 15cm.’

’Tsk, poor Skinny Monkey’s future wife.’

"Fuck, what kind of look was that?"

Skinny Monkey finished his business and hastily pulled up his pants.

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