234: Saigon's top duplex luxury homes

"Brother Qinghe, why are you back today?" Hoang Dang Minh Thu greeted him happily.

"What, am I not allowed to come back?" Li Qinghe said with a smile.

After becoming Vu Linh Huong's acting manager at the Saigon beauty salon, Hoang Dang Minh Thu's attire became increasingly sophisticated, making her look like a successful female entrepreneur.

Hoang Dang Minh Thu

"How would I dare? This is your home. You can come back whenever you want."

Hoang Dang Minh Thu stepped forward and obediently hugged Li Qinghe's arm.

At this moment, she was no longer the shrewd and capable manager at the beauty salon, but the obedient and capable Head Maid in this luxurious apartment.

"How has work been these past few days?"

Li Qinghe lowered his head and kissed Hoang Dang Minh Thu.

He felt very relaxed returning here, just like coming back to his own home.

As he accumulated more and more money, he no longer held the same reverence for luxurious things as before.

Although this luxurious apartment belonged to Vu Linh Huong, it was, in a way, also his.

"Everything that needed to be arranged has been, we're just waiting for Miss Lingxiang to come inspect."

The two snuggled together, standing by the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the night view of Saigon.

"Brother Qinghe, Miss Lingxiang's visit this time should be her final decision. You must cherish her well."

Hoang Dang Minh Thu rested her head on Li Qinghe's shoulder. In the brightly lit hall, their figures were projected onto the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Haha, don't you feel how much I cherish all of you?"

"Cherish is cherish, it's just that the cherishing lasts too long and is too intense, so you need to treat Miss Lingxiang..."

Hoang Dang Minh Thu's voice gradually faded, then became an almost inaudible murmur.

In the empty mansion, Hoang Dang Minh Thu's high-pitched yet slightly hoarse voice began to echo... The night was not deep, but people were already asleep.

Li Qinghe looked at Hoang Dang Minh Thu, who was sound asleep beside him, and sat up, leaning against the comfortable headboard.

Today, the edited footage of Zhang Meiqi and the others at the Cu Chi Tunnels and the shooting range had been organized. Adding the footage of the group devouring a barbecue buffet, it was divided into three segments with three titles.

"Vietnam Tunnel Warfare, Monkeys Claim It's Their Original Idea"

"As long as it's well-oiled, an old gun can still be mighty"

"Tired After a Day, Getting Three Bellies Big"

He didn't hide anything; he released them all at once.

Just as he was about to lie down and cuddle the fragrant Head Maid to sleep, a 'ding' sound rang in his mind.

His real-life followers had already reached 390,000.

Li Qinghe immediately lay on the bed to conduct the lottery. He had discovered that the lottery draws were completely random, with prizes varying greatly in size, including both physical items and causality-based rewards.

So he rubbed against the mountain next door, borrowing some luck from Hoang Dang Minh Thu.

With a 'ding' sound, the prize was freshly announced.

A penthouse duplex apartment (49-50th floor) in Saigon's Pinnacle Private Residence, with permanent ownership, a total residential area of 2100 square meters (1050 square meters per floor), a complimentary top-floor terrace, and 10 underground parking spaces.

The terrace included an infinity pool, a bar, a sauna, and a gym.

Li Qinghe held Hoang Dang Minh Thu with a strange expression. Could rubbing against the mountaintop really bring this kind of luck?

Lying in a 1600-square-meter luxurious apartment, he won a mansion with a property area of 2100 square meters and a usable area of 3000 square meters in a lottery.

He freed a hand to pull out his phone and searched online, only then realizing the scarcity of this mansion in Saigon.

This was a 50-story multi-functional complex built by a powerful capital real estate company in Vietnam.

The location was next to Saigon Ben Thanh Market, on the west bank of the Saigon River, a prime location in District 1.

Saigon Metro Line 1 was just a few minutes' walk downstairs.

The entire building included a shopping mall, office spaces, high-end hotels, and banks.

The top 11 floors housed 36 high-rise luxury residences and the sole penthouse duplex apartment.

Other luxury residences were distributed as 4 units per floor, with areas ranging from 221-301 square meters.

The building provided exclusive concierge services, a red wine cellar, golf equipment suites, and other high-end services for all residential clients.

However, the only unit with a private pool was this penthouse duplex apartment.

Due to the scarcity of the apartment type, the unit price here was 550 million vietnamese dong per square meter, equivalent to 150,000 dragon country currency.

This price point was already among the highest in Vietnam.

He didn't know from whom the system perfectly transferred this mansion, valued at over 300 million dragon country currency, into Li Qinghe's hands.

This mansion instantly became Li Qinghe's most expensive property.

In a location like Saigon, in a building like this, such a duplex mansion was not something that could be bought with money alone.

Although he didn't gain any other skills, Li Qinghe was quite satisfied with this duplex apartment.

Anything given for free is good, and Li Qinghe couldn't find too many faults with this house.

He pulled Hoang Dang Minh Thu closer into his arms and fell asleep holding her.

The next morning, a radiant Hoang Dang Minh Thu went to the kitchen of the adjacent apartment to make breakfast and brought it over.

These past few days, she had not only been busy with work but also filled the large refrigerator in the kitchen of the adjacent apartment with various foods.

This way, when they needed to eat at home, she could get enough ingredients to cook.

"Brother Qinghe, come quickly for breakfast."

After preparing breakfast, Hoang Dang Minh Thu went to Li Qinghe, who was filming a fitness video in the gym, and called out to him.

She then stood at the gym door, gazing blankly at Li Qinghe, who was showcasing his perfect muscles.

She had felt the surging power within these beautiful muscles countless times, so she was very clear about their strength.

Li Qinghe, covered in sweat, flamboyantly displayed himself in front of the camera, marking the end of the video.

Today, he still focused on the three major powerlifting exercises, controlling the weights to an exaggerated yet humanly acceptable level.

This left every fan amazed by his strength while also creating an anticipation of, "When will this blogger break through again?"

In short, on foreign video platforms, Li Qinghe had achieved a relatively mature emotional pull, which was also one of the reasons for the continuous increase in his followers on TT.

He intended to post this gym footage on TT and YouTube.

Foreign netizens were very fond of Li Qinghe; his follower count on TT had exceeded 800,000, and on YouTube, it had surpassed 200,000.

Adding them all up, he was a blogger with over a million followers.

Although his main energy was focused on Kuaishou and Douyin, his concurrent efforts on TT and Kuaishou had also achieved good results.

If he had set TT as his primary platform account initially.

Given the relatively larger scale on foreign Kuaishou and Douyin, he might have already been a million-follower streamer, earning millions daily.

That would truly be a life of complete relaxation.

Li Qinghe came out of the gym, first took a shower in the bathroom, and then, wrapped in a bath towel, went to the dining room for breakfast.

"What time is A Xiang's flight?"

"Miss Lingxiang said she arrives at 11 AM."

"Then call me when you leave."

Li Qinghe planned a romantic airport pickup to let the noble lady experience the romance of ordinary people.

"Qinghe, are you really coming to the airport to pick me up?"

"Of course!"

Li Qinghe felt something was wrong; the voice came from behind him.