When the elevator stops, there is a garden-like promenade in front of you, from which the lake onions are recessed to form a semi-open pond, which happens to be a pattern of small bridges and flowing water.

Stepping on the promenade is like stepping on grass, and the log floor always feels at ease.

There is a dense group of koi fish in the pool, and looking down from the top is indeed a visual enjoyment, and people can't help but have a desire to eat.

Along the promenade, soon a garden-style villa appeared in front of you, with a 17th-century European style, which was looming at a glance, without losing the mystery of the smoke and rain unique to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Mr. An, this is one of the four villas on the island, combined with Western European style, designed by Wang Jia, a famous architect in China, simple, stylish, with a private cinema. Yang Kexin said dutifully.

"Go in and have a look!" An Ran was a little curious.

This was the first time he entered the villa and found the key according to Yang Kexin's instructions.

Pushing open the door of the villa, An Ran's eyes lit up instantly, the living room was very large, and An Ran felt that he could hold a small dance party.

However, apparently he didn't care about any of this, but he was a little pleased with the classical decoration of the interior.

Calm and elegant, delicate but not luxurious, modern furniture is perfectly integrated into the decoration, as if it will be too chaotic if it moves, and it will be empty if it is missing.

There are a lot of ink landscapes hanging on the wall, and An Ran has not studied much about this, so he glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

Syllable~

With the crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground, An Ran, who was visiting everywhere, suddenly froze.

"Uh, is there a backup for this?" An Ran pointed to the broken pieces that had been smashed by himself on the ground with some embarrassment.

The corners of Yang Kexin's mouth twitched, and then he immediately changed to a smiling face: "Mr. An, wait a minute!"

Yang Kexinqiang said with a smile, and soon a few cleaning staff cleaned up the fragments, carefully packed all the fragments into a wooden box, and then saw a twenty-three or four-year-old young lady walking in with a red wooden box.

"Manager Yang, the inventory of Ming Yongle blue and white Ruyi hanging shoulders and folding branches and fruit pattern plum vase has been sent!"

Yang Kexin nodded, took a pair of silk white gloves handed over by the staff on the side, and then carefully took out a blue and white porcelain that was exactly the same as before and put it in the vacant position.

"Hey, I found this pretty good-looking, didn't you?" An Ran looked at the blue and white porcelain vase carefully, and then subconsciously held it in his hand.

"Mr. An, be careful, this is the last one!" Yang Kexin subconsciously said nervously.

"Uh, what's the last one?" An Ran was stunned, then held the mouth of the bottle in one hand and raised the porcelain vase: "Did you say this?"

Yang Kexin blinked her eyes and nodded nervously.

An Ran sensed something was wrong, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and glanced at another wooden box containing fragments.

"It seems that I still have some misunderstandings about systematic real estate investment!" An Ran felt that he was becoming more and more ignorant of this real estate.

Because he didn't understand porcelain, let alone antiques, seeing that Yang Kexin was so nervous, after putting the porcelain vase back, he asked with a tentative tone, "How much is this?"

"I don't know for the time being, I need an expert to evaluate!" Yang Kexin shook his head first, and then continued: "But the broken one in the last auction was auctioned for more than 140 million!"

“……”

An Ran opened his mouth.

Miss, are you sure we live in the same world?

He glanced thoughtfully at the pieces that had been carefully packed into the box.

"These are all mine, right?" An Ran looked at some of the other objects in the house, this time he subconsciously slowed down, and as he walked, he tried to stay away from the fragile objects.

"After Mr. An signed, these are all Mr. An's. Yang Kexin's face was strange, and then he squeezed out a smile.

"Mine is fine!" An Ran glanced at the balance on the system panel, and then walked to the couch and sat down.

"Mr. An, what do you want to do with this?" Yang Kexin saw that An Ran seemed to be thinking something, and hesitated for a moment before interrupting.

"This?" An Ran looked at the position Yang Kexin pointed to, and it was those fragments.

"Throw...... Well, does the museum accept it?" An Ran asked rhetorically, and then said, "If you accept it, hand it in." ”

Yang Kexin: "......"

Glancing at An Ran, then at the intact porcelain vase, and then at the fragments in the box, she forcibly calmed down and nodded.

After a few more explanations and a brief introduction to the other villas, Yang Kexin said again: "If Mr. An has no other requirements, we will leave first." ”

The service was almost over here, and Yang Kexin saw that An Ran was in a daze from time to time, and decided to leave first.

I still have a good impression of this young lady, I responded safely, got up to send everyone off, and after sending everyone away, he subconsciously inspected the house again.

"If you sell them all, you should be able to sell them for a lot of money, right?" An Ran thought about and gave up the idea.

He felt that if he dared to do that, once exposed, he would have to be turned in by a large number of brick beasts yelling at him if he was not sprayed to death.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is really not short of money now.

The one-time financial storm investment made more than 2 billion in the morning, although the system took one billion for investment, but at this time there were still more than one billion left in the system balance.

"It's a pity, if it ends later, maybe you can really become the next richest man in the world. An Ran was a little depressed.

However, at this time, An Ran was not the only one who was depressed.

……

In a pink girl's bedroom, the double ponytails swayed violently, and the delicate little face of Lori was aggrieved on a pair of small knees covered with white silk.

"Xiao Xinxin, I'm sorry for you!" Bai Si Lori looked at Yang Kexin who had just entered the door pitifully: "I didn't expect such a good situation, that big guy actually cashed out and ran away!"

Yang Kexin: "......"

"How much did you lose?" Yang Kexin took a deep breath and asked calmly.

Bai Si Lori stretched out a little thumb nervously, and then stared at Yang Kexin's face cautiously.

A pair of slender white silk long legs quietly put on a pair of pink slippers with rabbit ears to cover the playful little feet.

"One million?" Yang Kexin had the audacity to guess a number.

Bai Si Lori glanced at the door, her body began to accumulate strength, and then she shook her head cautiously, and her double ponytails shook wildly: "We may not even be able to afford to eat soil!"

"Ah...... Xiao Ai ......" a sharp and piercing cries of madness.

White Silk Lori had already escaped the room, and then the bathroom snapped and locked.

"Xiao Xinxin, don't be angry, it's a big deal that I'll work to support you!" Bai Si Lori's voice came from the toilet.

"Dead Nizi, that's the old lady's dowry!" Yang Kexin grabbed her hair, a little helpless and a little annoyed.

"Xiao Xinxin, don't worry, I will definitely marry you, don't have a dowry!" A small gap opened in the bathroom door, and Bai Si Lori stretched out half of her head and said seriously.