114: Chapter 114 So much face!

With Manager Zhao leading the way with the kind of sycophantic diligence usually reserved for serving one's ancestors, Zhang Qi walked out of the lobby with his arm around Qian Mengsheng.

As they reached the sparkling Huangziwan Wharf, a slightly salty sea breeze blew against their faces.

Following the direction of Manager Zhao's finger, a massive vessel with a highly futuristic design sat quietly at its berth.

This twenty-four-meter-long luxury yacht was completely snow-white, its streamlined hull glistening in the sunlight.

The three-deck design offered a great sense of space, and the flybridge area on the top deck was equipped with a top-tier open-air bar.

Having dropped twenty million in hard cash, the resulting physical reality possessed a breathtaking aura of luxury.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the yacht you purchased in full, and the propulsion system has already been warmed up."

Manager Zhao walked ahead, slightly hunched with a beaming smile on his face, his posture respectful to the extreme.

Zhang Qi nodded indifferently and, taking Qian Mengsheng along, stepped onto the yacht's deck via the boarding plank.

Manager Zhao led the way with extreme diligence, professionally introducing the various specifications of the yacht as they walked.

Zhang Qi listened casually, his gaze fixed on inspecting this maritime palace that now belonged to him.

As soon as she stepped onto the incredibly precious Burmese teak deck, Qian Mengsheng felt a wonderful sensation beneath her feet.

The Yacht Club had long since arranged for a professional captain and crew; seeing the big boss board, they immediately bowed respectfully.

As the two German-imported diesel engines emitted a deep, powerful roar.

This twenty-million-dollar marine behemoth slowly sailed out of the wharf, cutting through the waves toward the deep blue sea.

Qian Mengsheng stood on the spacious bow deck, letting the slightly salty, humid sea breeze blow through her smooth, long hair.

Her pure, stunningly beautiful face was currently etched with undisguised comfort and deep shock.

She reached out and gently stroked the railing wrapped in top-tier Italian calfskin; the texture was incredibly delicate.

Watching the boundless blue sea before her and listening to the sound of waves lapping against the hull.

Qian Mengsheng felt as if all of this were a dream, experiencing a strong sense of unreality.

This kind of life, sailing out on a top-tier luxury yacht, was something she hadn't even dared to dream of before.

But now, she was standing here in reality.

She turned her head, her watery, beautiful eyes looking at Zhang Qi, who stood to the side, filled with infatuation.

It was because of this man that she possessed everything she had now.

Following him, even if she were just one of many women, was absolutely the happiest thing in the world.

Zhang Qi leaned back on the deck's leather sofa and casually picked up the chilled, expensive champagne on the table to take a sip.

Manager Zhao, being extremely tactful, sidled over with a highly professional, ingratiating smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, since you purchased this yacht in full from our company, the system has automatically upgraded you to a top-tier member."

"Our company has waived the membership fee for the first year; consider it a gesture of friendship."

"Starting from the second year, the basic annual membership fee is five hundred thousand yuan."

Zhang Qi raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced at Manager Zhao with an indifferent expression.

"What services does this five hundred thousand include? Tell me specifically."

Manager Zhao quickly straightened his posture and began to report with extreme seriousness.

"This five hundred thousand mainly covers the cost of the yacht's exclusive berthing space at the wharf."

"It also includes daily cleaning and maintenance, regular mechanical repairs, and full, high-coverage insurance premiums."

"As long as you entrust the yacht to us, whenever you arrive, the yacht will always be in perfect condition."

After listening, Zhang Qi nodded noncommittally; the price was quite reasonable.

After all, for someone who could afford a twenty-million-dollar yacht, no one would care about a mere five hundred thousand in maintenance fees.

Seeing that Zhang Qi had no objections, Manager Zhao continued, emboldened, to introduce further details.

"In addition, if you need to go out to sea, our company can provide you with the most professional team at any time."

"This includes experienced captains, sailors, as well as Michelin-level private chefs and professional service staff."

"Of course, the wages for these personnel when sailing must be settled on a per-trip basis."

At this point, Manager Zhao subconsciously paused and cast a quick glance at Qian Mengsheng.

He was an extremely shrewd veteran; naturally, he knew what should be said and what absolutely should not.

The core way of playing when taking a yacht out to sea was, in fact, those top-tier escorts and influencer 'atmosphere groups' hired for money.

But now, Zhang Qi was accompanied by a top-tier female companion whose looks and figure were both impeccable.

Moreover, just a moment ago in the lobby, Wang Chuan had ended up in such a miserable state precisely because he had a loose mouth and brought up such matters.

Manager Zhao did not want to repeat those mistakes, so he very wisely swallowed back the words about the 'atmosphere groups'.

Service personnel must pay attention to these details.

Especially with this kind of rich person; if the service is good, there are naturally big commissions.

If the service is bad, it's easy to get oneself into trouble.

So he very honestly shut his mouth, standing quietly to the side, waiting for Zhang Qi's instructions.

The yacht cut through the waves in the offshore area, circling around for a long time.

Zhang Qi stood by the infinity pool at the stern, watching the churning white spray, but felt a bit bored.

The internal space of this twenty-four-meter yacht was huge, and the facilities were luxurious to the extreme.

But now, other than the staff, only he and Qian Mengsheng were on the entire boat.

Although Qian Mengsheng was a top-tier beauty, the two of them playing on this empty, massive boat really lacked a bit of liveliness and excitement.

Zhang Qi's mind involuntarily conjured up the image of Manager Chen Danni's mature, voluptuous, and alluring figure.

And Su Ran's pair of top-tier long legs, as well as Sun Yiyao's docile, ingratiating, and charming appearance.

A playful smile tugged at the corner of Zhang Qi's mouth, and a bold plan instantly formed in his mind.

Those so-called 'atmosphere groups' arranged by the yacht company were all just public transport who would do anything for money.

Setting aside whether they were pretty or not, the main issue was safety.

Whereas his own women were all ones he had personally verified, belonged exclusively to him, and were each top-tier beauties.

If he were to call all these top-tier goddesses—each with different styles, explosive looks, and figures—onto this yacht.

And let them change into various sexy bikinis to frolic and play in this infinity pool.

That scene would absolutely be a hundred or a thousand times better than those hired atmosphere groups.

This was the kind of maritime carnival party that a true top-tier god-level tycoon should enjoy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qi turned his head directly to look at Manager Zhao, who had been serving by his side like a lackey.

"Tell the captain to turn around and head back to the wharf; that's enough for today."

Zhang Qi gave the order in a casual tone.

Manager Zhao was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Zhang Qi to return so soon.

"Mr. Zhang, we've only just set sail; wouldn't you like to experience it a bit longer?"

Zhang Qi waved his hand indifferently; this empty boat really didn't have much to experience.

"There are too few people today, it's boring. I plan to hold a private party in a few days."

"I'll bring a few friends along to play then, so help me prepare the staffing in advance. I have no other requirements, but they must all be female."

"Prepare the ingredients using the top-tier seafood; money is absolutely not an issue."

"I will settle the cost of the exclusive booking with you then; you just need to ensure the service is well done."

"Rest assured, Mr. Zhang, I will definitely arrange everything clearly for you and guarantee that you and your friends have a great time."

Manager Zhao patted his chest and agreed readily.

Not long after, the twenty-million-dollar luxury yacht docked smoothly, returning to its exclusive berth.

Zhang Qi, with his arm around Qian Mengsheng's slender, soft waist, walked back to the wharf along the boarding plank.

The two of them, accompanied by Manager Zhao's respectful send-off, walked all the way toward the exit of the Yacht Club.

As they passed the lobby lounge area, Zhang Qi's footsteps paused slightly.

He saw at a glance that Zhou Zhihai and the others were still sitting on that circular sofa from earlier.

By now, Wang Chuan had long since scurried away, and the remaining bosses were surrounding Zhou Zhihai, trying to fish for information.

Zhou Zhihai sat in the middle with an extremely helpless, bitter smile on his face; he had already been interrogated by this group for half a day.

Zhang Qi looked at Zhou Zhihai's appearance, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

This trip to the Yacht Club today was not in vain; not only did he buy a big toy, but he also cashed in on forty million in rebates.

He had even found an excellent, private venue for future group parties.

Although this Zhou Zhihai was a snob, he had, by accident, provided him with an excellent idea for grinding money.

Zhang Qi was in a good mood and felt that being polite to this old guy was no big deal.

He stopped walking directly and turned his head toward Zhou Zhihai.

"Brother Zhou, I have some things to attend to, so I'll be heading off. Let's meet again when we have time."

Zhang Qi greeted him in a very easygoing tone and nodded slightly.

The few bosses who were originally chattering away instantly fell silent.

Everyone's gaze was uniformly fixed on Zhou Zhihai.

"Eh, alright, alright, alright!"

Zhou Zhihai immediately stood up, responding in an excited tone, the expression on his face even showing some disbelief.

He had just witnessed Zhang Qi's terrifying financial power, casually throwing away twenty million.

Deep down, he had already concluded that he and such a top-tier bigwig were simply not from the same world.

Yet, he never expected that this unfathomable top-tier bigwig would actually take the time to greet him specifically before leaving.

And he even called him "Brother Zhou"—this was giving him too much face.

Zhou Zhihai felt an extremely intense rush of blood to his head; he was a bit exhilarated.

Originally, among this group of bosses, his assets were relatively at the bottom, and he usually just followed along to drink the soup.

When sitting here, his not-so-upright back was always habitually slightly hunched.

Usually, he was even more cautious in his words and actions, seeking only not to offend anyone.

But at the very moment Zhang Qi finished greeting him and turned to leave with his arm around Qian Mengsheng.

Zhou Zhihai's slightly hunched back suddenly straightened, and he was glowing with radiance.