"Sister Xiaoying, my heart can't stand it anymore!" He was already a little stunned by the price of 280 million yuan for this villa, but what he didn't expect was that a random painting on the wall was worth 400 million, or dollars!

"These are just random arrangements in the living room!" In fact, Zhuang Ying already knew when Fang Huai transferred these assets to Fang Jueyu's name, she estimated that Fang Jueyu would definitely choose this villa as a residence, and these things had been arranged a month ago.

To be honest, she was scared enough when she saw these things, but as she took over more and more assets, she gradually became numb.

Fang Jueyu walked into the living room, the area of the living room was very large, there was a piece of fur of unknown beasts on the ground, those coffee tables, leather sofas were estimated to be worth a lot, not only that, but there was also a gorgeous grand piano on the side.

Fang Jueyu has been learning piano and violin since he was a child, and he was forced by his parents to fall in love with them from a young age.

Fang Jueyu walked to the front of the piano, this piano is yellow-brown, covered with dense traces of time, through the words on the piano, Fang Jueyu recognized the name of this piano - Pleyel.

"Ding!" The crisp sound still had a very ancient atmosphere, judging from his experience, this piano was probably also an antique, and it should be decades old.

Suddenly, he found a line of words on the side of the piano, this character was actually Chinese characters, although the handwriting was a little old, but Fang Jueyu could still recognize it.

"To my musician friend – Frédéric François Chopin!"

"This ...... You won't tell me this is Chopin's piano, will you?" Fang Jueyu's voice trembled a little, and even the hand that was originally on the keys couldn't help but leave, for fear that he would accidentally break it up.

"Yes, this Pleyel piano is more than 180 years old, and this one is Chopin's favorite one, because it was given to him by one of his Chinese friends!"

"You won't tell me that this Huaxia friend is also my ancestor, right?" Although he had an answer in his heart, Fang Jueyu couldn't help but ask.

"What do you say?" Zhuang Ying cast a charming look, "Oh, by the way, there is this!"

Zhuang Ying took out a box from the cabinet next to her, and inside was a light brown violin.

"Just say who used this piano, I'm mentally prepared!" Fang Jueyu took a deep breath and directly put on a posture of loving whoever he loved.

"This violin is 'Il Cannone', made by Jesus Guarneri in 1743, and later generations called it 'Cannon'!"

"Is that the one Paganini used?" Although he was already mentally prepared, Fang Jueyu still trembled.

As the most famous violinist, Paganini's status is unassailable, and for many violinists, the opportunity to play his piano is worth it for a lifetime.

I just didn't expect that this piano would become my own collection like Chopin's piano.

"This piano was not given to him by any of my ancestors, right?" Fang Jueyu remembered that this piano was given to him by a wealthy businessman after listening to a Papanini recital, and that wealthy businessman was not from China.

"It's not true, but then the museum that collected this piano was yours, and Mr. Huai bought it directly seventeen years ago!"

"Seventeen years ago, I was just learning the violin, my dad was too bloody, right?" Fang Jueyu felt that his whole body was messy.

"By the way, there are also two famous pianos here, which were used by the two masters, Clarx and Heifetz, all of which are very well preserved, and we have found the famous craftsmen who made these handmade pianos to repair them, and they definitely have the best sound quality, you can try them." ”

Fang Jueyu was already a little impatient, put on Paganini's piano, and he directly played a Paganini's caprice, although it has gone through more than two hundred years of history, but the moment its sound came out, Fang Jueyu seemed to have even sublimated his soul.

After more than ten years of skill, although it can't be compared with those masters, it also interprets this piece perfectly, Zhuang Ying even feels that the person playing in front of him now is Paganini himself!

At the end of the song, Fang Jueyu's hands were already a little trembling, and he carefully put the piano back into the piano case, not because the piano was valuable, but because if he accidentally broke it, it would be a blasphemy against art!

"Do you want to go to the study to have a look, there are a lot of good things!" Zhuang Ying said with a smile, "There are a lot of famous people's calligraphy and paintings and ancient books!"

"Forget it, I'll just take a look for myself another day, I'm afraid I'll faint!" Fang Jueyu already felt some hypoxia in his head, "Sister Xiaoying, it's almost nine o'clock, where do you live today?"

"Oh, don't worry, when this villa was bought, the nearest twenty villas around it were also bought, I just found an empty place to live, if you have something, you can come to me at any time!"

Several black lines suddenly appeared on Fang Jueyu's head: "Those are also mine?"

"That's right, the twenty second-grade villas are also yours, but most of them are already occupied, and there are three empty ones left, if you have any use, you can tell me to deal with them. ”

"Wait, what do you mean most of them are already occupied? Are they rented out?"

"No, there are teams living in those houses that serve the young master at any time, including cleaning staff, cooks, drivers, medical personnel, etc., there are probably more than two hundred people in total!"

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Fang Jueyu seemed to feel that he had suffered internal injuries.

"By the way, if you are hungry, you can ask the chef to do it, their number is available on the phone of the villa, all kinds of cuisine, Western desserts, and dishes, as long as you want to eat, our chef is the best!"

"Okay, I see!" Fang Jueyu felt that if he continued to talk to Zhuang Ying, he was afraid that he would hear something even more unbelievable.

"Then I'll leave first, you rest early, someone will bring you breakfast tomorrow, I will live here for a long time from today, if you have anything to arrange, just contact me directly!" After speaking, Zhuang Ying left the villa.

"Whew......" Fang Jueyu seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the sofa, he had not received more fright in his life than he had received today.

"Smack!" he slapped himself hard, doubling his strength so that he couldn't control his strength, leaving a red slap mark on his face.

"Shhh

"Looks like I'm not dreaming......"