Chen Qi called for a ride-hailing car. Instead of returning to his doghouse-like rental apartment, he headed to the nearby Hildo Hotel.
The receptionist at the hotel was a beauty, but unfortunately, her charm points didn’t reach 90, and her relationship count exceeded 8.
“Do you still have presidential suites available?”
“Yes, sir. We have options at 50,000 yuan, 80,000 yuan, and 100,000 yuan per night.”
“Damn… I’ve only ever heard about presidential suites on TV. Today, I’m finally going to experience one myself.”
“I’ll take the 100,000 yuan one for three days.”
The receptionist immediately made a call. Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties arrived at the front desk.
“Hello, I am your personal butler. My surname is Li. Mr. Chen, if you need anything during your stay, feel free to tell me directly.”
Butler Li led Chen Qi to the presidential suite on the 28th floor.
The suite was over 400 square meters. There was enough space to ride a bicycle or even play ball inside.
“Damn… is this how the rich live?”
Chen Qi was already planning to buy a house in the next few days. Even with over 20 million yuan, he still couldn’t afford the best villa in Donghai City.
However, in the best residential complexes, a 200-square-meter apartment cost just over 8 million yuan. He planned to settle for that first.
Although the presidential suite was extremely comfortable, he couldn’t sustain such spending for long. He needed to earn more “soft-rice money” from goddesses to expand his funds.
From the moment the system appeared at 8 PM until now, his mind had been in a constant state of excitement.
After taking a shower, his body finally relaxed. Lying on the bed, he stared at his bank balance—over 28 million yuan.
Counting the zeros, he gradually drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, without setting an alarm on his new phone, he slept until 10 AM.
He had a dream… in it, he awakened the system and lived off others in style.
He immediately checked his phone. The string of zeros was still there. Only then did he relax.
“Good morning, System.”
“Morning my ass. You lazy bastard. Instead of sleeping, why aren’t you out there finding more goddesses? Be careful—you might not even get to live off anyone.”
“System is right!”
Chen Qi quickly opened Douyin and started scrolling through female streamers in the dance and beauty sections.
He went through dozens of them. Most had charm points around 80. Those above 85 were already rare.
“This one looks amazing… only 73? How is she lower than those salesgirls from last night?”
“Makeup, filters, and editing. Take those off and you’d be shocked.”
“I see… System truly has sharp eyes.”
There were too many beauties on Douyin. Chen Qi’s finger got tired from scrolling. He did come across more than a dozen with 90 points, but their relationship counts ranged from 6 to over 30.
At that moment, Xu Lu sent him a message.
“What time are we going shopping?”
Chen Qi thought to himself, better secure what’s already in hand first.
He replied, “2 PM. Come to Hildo Hotel to find me.”
He knew girls took a long time to get ready. His ex, Li Ting, usually spent two hours on makeup and outfit selection.
At that moment, Xu Lu, wearing a spaghetti-strap nightdress and sitting at her vanity, looked at her phone—and her expression turned cold.
“These rich second generations… all the same.”
[Xu Lu Favorability -5, Current: 10]
“Damn, her favorability dropped. She must have misunderstood.”
The lower the favorability, the less likely a goddess would spend money on him.
Living off others was about mutual benefit. The goddess should feel happy spending money on him, and he would feel happy receiving it.
If not for the system prompt, he wouldn’t even know he had said something wrong. He quickly sent another message.
“I’ve been staying at the hotel these past two days. Just wait for me at the entrance.”
There were still four hours until 2 PM. Xu Lu opened her full set of cosmetics and began getting ready.
In her mind, a rich second generation like Chen Qi scored above 90.
Handsome, wealthy, and good at flirting—if she could land someone like him, why would she continue working as a salesgirl?
Meanwhile, Chen Qi was enjoying lunch in the presidential suite, prepared by a private chef.
A simple meal—just a fish and a bowl of rice.
The fish was an eastern star grouper, costing 3,300 yuan and weighing over 1.5 kg. Steamed to preserve its natural flavor, it was incredibly fresh.
The taste was so good it felt like his eyebrows would fall off. Chen Qi finished the entire fish with rice.
At 2 PM, Chen Qi sat in the hotel lobby wearing a full LV outfit.
Many passing girls cast glances at him. He didn’t idle either—he asked the system to rate them.
“There are tons of beauties online, but why are there so few in real life?”
In reality, a charm points above 80 already meant above-average looks, but System had high standards.
Even living off others required choosing carefully.
At the hotel entrance, a ride-hailing car pulled up.
Xu Lu stepped out, wearing a white floral dress.
Her well-proportioned figure and elegant temperament immediately drew attention from passersby.
Chen Qi walked out and waved at her.
“That outfit looks really good on you.”
He didn’t hold back his praise.
Xu Lu was well aware of her beauty. She had heard compliments countless times, from both men and women.
“Do I still look like Han Hyo-joo?” she asked with a smile.
Earlier, she had stared at her wardrobe, unsure what to wear. Then she remembered Chen Qi mentioning Han Hyo-joo the night before.
So she looked her up online and styled herself accordingly.
“No… you look even better than her.”
“You really know how to talk.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll find out when we get there.”
The two got into the hotel’s private car, complete with a full-time driver.
[Keeping it mysterious… in this heat, dressed like this—if we’re going somewhere outdoors, I’ll be so annoyed]
After more than 20 minutes, Xu Lu finally saw their destination.
“A Ferrari dealership? Are you buying a car?”
“Yeah. I don’t really know how to choose. Your taste is good—help me take a look later.”
[What… even the cheapest Ferrari costs over 2 million yuan, and he wants me to help him choose?]
[Is he just bringing me here to show off without actually buying?]
Some fake rich second generations frequented luxury places to maintain an image, even hiring people to act along. There had been plenty of news about it.
Hearing her thoughts, Chen Qi found her cautious nature somewhat amusing.
Just over 2 million yuan… he could easily afford it.
The two entered the Ferrari dealership. A female salesperson quickly approached.
“This one looks good. System, what’s her charm points?”
[Name: Zhang Li]
[Age: 25]
[Height: 166 cm]
[Charm Points: 88]
[Occupation: Car Salesperson]
[Relationship Count: 18]
[Favorability: 20]
“Quite a high relationship count… but her favorability is already 20.”
[He’s so handsome… wearing full LV, that must cost over 100,000 yuan. And his companion is beautiful too]
[Why can’t I ever meet a rich, handsome boyfriend like this?]
“Do you two have an appointment?”
Usually, customers interested in buying cars would schedule in advance with a salesperson.
“No, we’re just browsing.”
“Then I’ll assist you.”
Zhang Li smiled warmly, her attitude enthusiastic.
“Alright, thank you.”
Ferraris were far less common on the streets than Porsches, mainly because their entry price was too high.
Even the cheapest models cost over 2 million yuan.
But they were undeniably beautiful.
Chen Qi had only ever seen such cars on automotive websites before. Now, seeing one in person, he couldn’t resist the urge to sit inside.
Noticing his interest, Zhang Li began introducing it.
“This Ferrari Roma is equipped with a 3.9-liter twin-turbocharged V8 engine.”
“In terms of dimensions, it has a 2,670 mm wheelbase, a length of 4,656 mm, width of 1,974 mm, and height of 1,301 mm. Its two-door, four-seat design ensures passenger comfort.”
“Can I sit inside?” Chen Qi asked.
“Of course.”
“Please, go ahead and experience it.”
Chen Qi gestured for Xu Lu to join him.
Sports cars naturally had limited space. With his 180 cm height, the comfort level was… average at best.
If he truly wanted comfort, he wouldn’t be buying a sports car—he’d go for an SUV.
Every man had a dream of owning a sports car.
Now that he had money, it was time to make that dream come true.