"This is Mr. Fang Jueyu Fang, right?" Five minutes later, a middle-aged man with a big belly rushed over, and after he received the call just now, he rushed back from the business trip non-stop.

"Hello, I'm Fang Jueyu!" Fang Jueyu stretched out a hand and shook it symbolically.

"Mr. Fang is really young and promising, he has such a strong net worth at such a young age," the manager came up with a loud sycophant, "The contemptible person is Wang Zhihai, the manager of this Jiangnan Palace, and now he is responsible for all the logistics and property management here, if you have any questions in the future, you can come directly to me!"

"Then it's troublesome Manager Wang!" Fang Jueyu naturally wouldn't tell his number, and Zhuang Ying would definitely do the contact on his behalf.

"Manager Wang, can we go and see the villa now?" Mr. Fang is already very tired from coming all the way, and he needs to rest. Zhuang Ying said as an assistant, if she continues to be polite like this, she doesn't know when she will be able to move in.

Wang Zhihai suddenly sobered up a lot, he seemed to think too much of himself, although this Mr. Fang looked approachable, but this assistant lady seemed to be really powerful, people seemed to just want to move in quickly, and they were not interested in chatting with him, a little manager, here.

"Of course, of course, I've already brought the key, and we can go right away!" Wang Zhihai naturally didn't dare to have any temper, "Let's take my car, there is still a short distance from here to Villa No. 1." ”

"Don't bother, we drove the car ourselves, you just lead the way in front!" Zhuang Ying said coldly.

"Okay, please come with me!" Wang Zhihai was suddenly a little dejected.

As the manager of this kind of real estate, Wang Zhihai's car allocation is naturally not too low-level, otherwise it will be too cheap to pick up some distinguished guests, his car is a Maybach, the price is about three million or more.

When he saw Fang Jueyu's Porsche, he was suddenly a little surprised, and it seemed a little low-key for someone of such a value to drive this kind of car.

Fang Jueyu naturally didn't know Wang Zhihai's thoughts, in his heart, this car had already reached the ranks of luxury cars, maybe he didn't understand much about the rich world, right?

The center of the community is a huge artificial lake, and this villa is built in the center of this artificial lake, and it is also the center of this villa group, which has the meaning of the stars holding the moon.

There is only a specially made road leading to Villa One, and there is also a special doorman to ensure the safety of the householder.

Although he was mentally prepared, Fang Jueyu couldn't help but gasp when he saw this villa, maybe it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a palace, right?

The villa has four floors, with a garage at the bottom and an open-air garden on top of it, surrounded by a suspended circular swimming pool, which is simply bold and innovative.

The shape of the whole villa is not boxy, but like a misplaced Rubik's cube, and it even looks a little sci-fi.

"Young Master, are you satisfied?" Looking at Fang Jueyu's expression, Zhuang Ying already knew that he was extremely satisfied with this villa.

"Satisfied...... Of course satisfied. Fang Jueyu couldn't wait to go in and have a look now.

"Then I won't bother the two of you first!" Wang Zhihai handed over the key to the villa and left first.

"Trouble Manager Wang!" Fang Jueyu thanked him.

"Sister Xiaoying, why do you seem to be a little indifferent to this Manager Wang?" Fang Jueyu wanted to ask just now in the car.

"Young master, you must know that many people will want to deal with you and get close to you because of your wealth, of course, I am not discriminating against the identity of some people, I see flattery and greed in the eyes of this Manager Wang, there is no need to make friends with such people. ”

"Hmm!" Fang Jueyu nodded, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look first!" Zhuang Ying said mysteriously, "I have already found someone to rearrange this villa, although the time is a bit tight, but you should like it!"

Fang Jueyu walked into the villa with great anticipation, and the luxurious floor tiles on the ground made him dare not even step on them.

"These tiles are specially made, and we have added a layer of artificial crystal to the surface," Zhuang Ying said, "Each of these tiles is 40cm×40cm in size, and the price of each piece is about 5,000 yuan!"

"5,000 yuan a tile?" Fang Jueyu is already going crazy, isn't it more than 30,000 yuan per square meter? Even the housing prices in the city center are at this level, right?

At the door are two blue and white porcelain vases about one meter high, and the plants inserted in them are still fresh, and it seems that the people who clean up the house are still quite careful.

"These two are blue and white porcelain vases from the Song Dynasty, which are very rare pairs, they should have been handed down from your ancestors, and the current price should be more than 12 million," Zhuang Ying added, "It's each!"

"Hiss......" Fang Jueyu gasped again, and put the antiques at the door of his house, how rich is this to do such a thing?

However, Zhuang Ying's words he really didn't doubt it, his ancestors got the intelligent system of "Xiaoyi" very early, and they may have been worth a lot of money at that time, maybe these two bottles are antiques for Fang Jueyu, but not for the ancestors, it is not a strange thing to pass them down from generation to generation, and accumulate a large number of them.

"Wait, Sister Xiaoying, you won't tell me that all the decorations in this villa are antiques, right?"

"That's natural, this villa also has a study, and there are many authentic works of celebrities in the calligraphy and paintings, Tang Yin, Wang Xizhi, Zheng Banqiao and others, and there are more than one or two pairs, of course, there are also foreign celebrities!"

"Are you sure it's all genuine?" Fang Jueyu confirmed again.

Zhuang Ying nodded solemnly.

Fang Jueyu pointed to a huge oil painting on the wall and said, "Then what is this? Don't bully me for not reading much, but I know Van Gogh's "Starry Night", this painting should be placed in the Museum of Modern Art in New York, right?"

"Hehehe, do you want to see what is written on the back of this painting?" Zhuang Ying laughed mysteriously again.

Fang Jueyu walked over in confusion and took the painting off the wall, but after a closer look, this one seemed to be quite different from the art textbook, and he saw a few lines of text written on the back of the painting that he couldn't understand.

"What's this, it's not English, is it?" Fang Jueyu was a little embarrassed.

This is Dutch, and these words translate to: Thank you to my Chinese friend Fang Kun, who helped me when I was most destitute, and made a special "Starry Night", and gave half of it to him to express his gratitude - Van Gogh. ”

"Fang Kun, it can't be my ancestor again, right?" Fang Jueyu was already a little numb.

At this time, Xiao Yi's voice came from his ears: "Yes, Fang Kun is the 91st generation host of the system, when Van Gogh was the most depressed, he happened to meet the host ancestor who traveled around the world, and provided him with funds to study painting and study tours, so Van Gogh gave him this painting after completing his studies!"

"Let me ask, how much can I buy for this painting?" Fang Jueyu asked weakly.

"If it's the real one in New York, it's about $400 million now, of course, this is a priceless treasure, even if someone pays for it, it won't be sold, as for the young master, because there is an inscription by Mr. Van Gogh on the back, plus the historical significance of this inscription, I'm afraid it's worth $600 million!"

"Hehehehe......" Fang Jueyu was completely stupid this time, he finally understood a sentence now, poverty really limits imagination!