Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

Chapter 211: Chapter 133: Inhumanly Extravagant

"That settles it!"

Qi Sheng forced down his irritation and gently stroked her hair.

"Besides this one, let me pick out a few more styles for you."

"No need, honey. This one is enough."

Tan Hua shook her head and replied firmly.

"How can one be enough? Aren’t these kinds of gowns disposable anyway?"

Qi Sheng replied casually.

"Disposable?"

Tan Hua was stunned for a moment, but she quickly understood what Qi Sheng meant.

"Honey, even if you’re super rich, you can’t just wear it once."

"Generally, as long as you’re not in the same social circle, it’s fine to wear the same gown to consecutive events."

"I’ve heard that some gowns are even passed down for generations."

Qi Sheng really didn’t understand any of this. In his past life, he was just an ordinary otaku slob.

He had indeed seen some articles and comments online.

They all said that clothes were disposable.

Things like how designers never imagined someone would wear them many times.

So he had subconsciously assumed that gowns could only be worn once.

But on second thought, Tan Hua’s gown cost 2.88 million, which was already incredibly expensive.

There were probably very few gowns more expensive than this.

Especially those evening gowns designed with luxury as their main focus.

The gems and other embellishments alone could be worth millions, or even tens of millions.

You couldn’t possibly wear it just once,

and then destroy the dress, keeping only the gems, right?

Although he had made a fool of himself, Qi Sheng didn’t feel embarrassed.

With his current financial resources, even if he really did treat a gown worth over two million as a disposable item, it wouldn’t put a dent in his wallet.

"Even if you can wear it more than once, there’s nothing wrong with buying a few more."

Qi Sheng stroked her smooth, silky hair as if petting a cat.

"Besides, this won’t be the only company party you’ll be attending with me."

"If we have a few extra gowns on hand, it’ll save us a special trip here every time an occasion calls for one."

If it had been for any other reason, Tan Hua would have been reluctant to spend so much money.

After all, the one she was wearing alone had cost a whopping 2.88 million!

But when she heard Qi Sheng say he would take her to other events in the future,

all her objections vanished. She asked obediently, "Then... should I pick two more?"

"Go ahead. Don’t try to save your man any money."

Qi Sheng said with a wave of his hand.

Qi Sheng wouldn’t spoil his woman excessively, but he would never be stingy either.

Chanel’s designs were, admittedly, impeccable.

But who said gowns could only be worn to cocktail parties or other formal events?

Sometimes, they could be worn at night to spice things up a bit.

With Qi Sheng’s go-ahead, Tan Hua was no longer so conflicted.

She quickly picked out three more gowns.

Although these three were also haute couture, there was still a gap compared to the first one.

Together, they only cost 2 million, which was considered a normal price.

Typically, a Chanel haute couture daywear set costs 50,000 euros.

An evening gown starts at a minimum of 100,000 euros.

A bridal gown starts at 220,000 euros.

A special custom piece like Tan Hua’s, one that never even appeared on the runway, would start at a minimum of 400,000 euros.

Tan Hua’s figure was practically perfect.

These gowns all fit her very well right off the rack.

But these gowns were, after all, only the initial versions.

They would still need to be fine-tuned according to her measurements.

Only then would the final garments fit her body perfectly.

In addition to that, Qi Sheng also ordered five custom everyday outfits for Tan Hua.

After all, formal gowns were worn far too infrequently.

Chanel’s haute couture daywear was the type of thing you could both collect in your walk-in closet and actually wear out to see people.

It perfectly captured the psychology of the top-tier wealthy woman.

Of course, whether it was a gown or a daywear piece,

the fabric of every Chanel haute couture item was exquisitely complex and gorgeous.

Compared to the ready-to-wear lines sold to the general public, it was a product on a completely different level.

Because of this extreme pursuit of fabric quality, sometimes less than a meter of material could cost tens of thousands of euros.

On this point alone, other haute couture brands found it difficult to compare.

Qi Sheng couldn’t be bothered to go to another store to order suits.

While Tan Hua was getting her measurements taken, he had Lucy give him an overview of the men’s suits.

Compared to women’s gowns, men’s suits were much simpler.

At most, there were some subtle differences in design and fabric.

Qi Sheng randomly picked a few sets and felt they were all quite good.

He was just a little hesitant about the colors.

"Honey, how about a white one?"

Tan Hua suggested, "You’re young, after all. Black or gray would be a bit somber and wouldn’t really suit your temperament."

"I think a white suit would suit you perfectly. It would really bring out your charisma."

Qi Sheng really didn’t want to choose a somber black either.

As it happened, there was a white suit with a very nice design.

"Alright, I’ll try on the white one then."

Qi Sheng had Lucy bring over the white suit and went into the fitting room to try it on.

When Qi Sheng returned to the VIP room,

a look of utter astonishment flashed through the eyes of both Tan Hua and Lucy.

Qi Sheng was 187 cm tall, and the suit was a rather slim-fitting style.

It made his figure appear even more tall and statuesque.

His deep-set features, his superior brow and eyes, combined with the calm confidence that came from controlling immense wealth,

were all accentuated by the slightly formal suit.

He instantly gave off the air of a young master from a powerful, wealthy family.

From the expressions on Tan Hua’s and Lucy’s faces, Qi Sheng already knew the answer.

"So? How do I look?"

"Honey, you look way too handsome in a suit!"

Tan Hua instinctively pressed her legs together more tightly, her knees irresistibly brushing against each other.