Chapter 10

"Is this Mr. Fang jueyu?" Five minutes later, a middle-aged man with a big belly rushed over. Just now he received the phone and hurried back from his business trip.

"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 fortune when he is so young." the manager is a resounding flattery. "I am Wang Zhihai, the manager of Jiangnan bieyuan. Now I am responsible for all logistics and property management here. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me directly!"

"Then please manager Wang!" Fang jueyu naturally won't say his number. Zhuang Ying must be responsible for the contact.

"Manager Wang, can we go and see the villa now? Mr. Fang has been very tired all the way. He needs a rest. " Zhuang Ying said as an assistant. If we continue to be polite, we don't know when we can check in.

Wang zhihaydn woke up a lot. He seems to think highly of himself. Although Mr. Fang looks approachable, the assistant Miss seems to be really powerful. People just want to check in quickly and are not interested in chatting with his little manager here.

"Of course, of course, I've brought the key. We can go right away!" Wang Zhihai naturally did not dare to have any temper. "Let's take my car. There is still a short distance from here to Villa 1."

"Don't bother. We drove by ourselves. Just lead the way in front!" Zhuang Ying said coldly.

"Well, please come with me!" Wang Zhi was a little dejected when Haydn.

As a manager of this kind of real estate, Wang Zhihai's car is naturally not too low-grade. Otherwise, it would be too cheap to pick up and send some distinguished guests. His car is a Maybach, with a price of about 3 million yuan.

When he saw Fang jueyu's Porsche, he suddenly had some accidents. It seems that people with such a high value drive this kind of car with a low profile.

Fang jueyu naturally knows what Wang Zhihai thinks. In his mind, this car has also reached the ranks of luxury cars. Maybe it's a rich man. He doesn't understand the world, does he?

Two cars drove into the community one after another. In the center of the community is a huge artificial lake, and this villa is built in the center of the artificial lake, and it is also the center of the villa group, which has the meaning of stars supporting the moon.

There is only one specially made road to Villa 1, and a guard is specially arranged to ensure the safety of the head of household.

Although he was prepared, when Fang jueyu saw the villa, he couldn't help taking a breath. Perhaps it's no exaggeration to describe it as a palace?

There are four floors in the villa. The garage is at the bottom and an open-air garden is on the top. There is a suspended ring swimming pool around the garden. This design is bold and innovative.

The shape of the whole villa is not square, but like a misplaced magic cube. It even seems to have a strong sense of science fiction.

"Young master, are you satisfied?" Looking at Fang jueyu's expression, Zhuang Ying knew that he was very satisfied with the villa.

"Satisfied... Of course." Fang jueyu can't wait to go in and have a look.

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

"Please manager Wang!" Fang jueyu thanked him.

"Sister Xiaoying, why do you seem to be a little indifferent to manager Wang?" Fang jueyu just wanted to ask in the car.

"Young master, you should know that many people will want to deal with you and get close to you because of your wealth. Of course, I don't discriminate against the identity of some people. I see flattery and greed in the eyes of manager Wang. There is no need to make friends with such people."

"Yes!" Fang jueyu nodded, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Come on, let's go first!" Zhuang Ying said mysteriously, "I've asked someone to rearrange this villa. Although the time is a little tight, you should like it!"

Fang jueyu walked into the villa with great expectation. The luxurious floor tiles on the ground made him afraid to step on them.

"This tile is specially made. We have added a layer of artificial crystal on the surface," Zhuang Ying said. "Each of these tiles is 40cm × 40cm, the price of each piece is about 5000 yuan! "

"5000 yuan a tile?" Fang jueyu is going crazy. Isn't that more than 30000 yuan per square meter? Even the house price in the city center is at this level, isn't it?

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

"These two are blue and white porcelain vases from the Song Dynasty. They are a rare pair. They should be handed down from your ancestors. The current price should reach more than 12 million," Zhuang Ying added. "It's each!"

"Hiss..." Fang jueyu took another breath and put the antique at the door. How much money can he do this?

However, Zhuang Ying did not doubt that his ancestors got the intelligent system "Xiaoyi" very early. At that time, they might be very valuable. Perhaps the two bottles were antiques for Jue Yu, but not for their ancestors. It is not strange that they have been handed down from generation to generation.

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

"That's natural. This villa also has a study. There are many authentic works of celebrities in it, including Tang Yin, Wang Xizhi, Zheng Banqiao and others, and more than one or two. Of course, there are also foreign celebrities!"

"Are you sure it's all genuine?" Fang jueyu reconfirmed it.

Zhuang Ying nodded solemnly.

Fang jueyu pointed to a huge oil painting on the wall and said, "what is this? Don't bully me. I don't read much, but I know Van Gogh's starry sky. This painting should be placed in the Museum of modern art in New York? "

"Hehe, would you like to see what is written on the back of this painting?" Zhuang Ying smiled mysteriously again.

Fang jueyu walked over in a fog and took the picture off the wall. However, when he looked carefully, it seemed that there were some big differences between this pair and those in the art textbook. He saw a few lines of words written behind the picture that he couldn't understand.

"What is this? Not English? " Fang jueyu was a little embarrassed.

"This is Dutch. These words are translated as: thank my Chinese friend Fang Kun for helping me when I was in the most poverty. He specially made a pair of starry sky and gave half of it to him to express his gratitude - Van Gogh."

"Fang Kun? It's not my ancestor again? " Fang jueyu was numb.

At this time, Xiao Yi's voice came from his ear: "yes, Fang Kun is the 91st generation host of the system. When Van Gogh was the most depressed, he happened to meet the host ancestors who traveled around the world, and provided him with funds to study painting and travel, so Van Gogh gave him this painting after he learned it!"

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

"If it's the authentic one in New York, it's about $400 million now. Of course, it's priceless. Even if someone pays, it won't be sold. As for the young master, because there is an inscription of Mr. Van Gogh behind it, plus the historical significance represented by the inscription, I'm afraid it's worth at least $600 million!"

"Ha ha ha..." Fang jueyu was completely stupid this time. Now he finally understood that poverty really limits his imagination!