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3.98% Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System / Chapter 8: Chapter 8 Personal Assistant

บท 8: Chapter 8 Personal Assistant

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After giving Zhuang Ying some instructions, Zhuang Hanzhong left first. Fang Jueyu stood on the balcony and noticed for the first time that Zhuang Hanzhong had arrived in a Rolls-Royce Phantom. The little golden figure shining brightly almost blinded him.

The price of this car was likely to be calculated in tens of millions, and it seemed there was a dedicated driver in the car as well. Combined with his elegant demeanor, it was clear that Zhuang Hanzhong was a man of significant wealth. Such a person was only helping to manage a portion of his grandfather's assets?

"Young Master, from now on, this is how I'll address you!" After some interaction, Zhuang Ying had gained some understanding of Fang Jueyu's personality, and this address was entirely meant to poke fun at him a little.

"Uh... You're a bit older than me, how about I just call you Sister Xiaoying in the future?" This title indeed made Fang Jueyu feel a bit awkward, and his face even flushed slightly.

A man and a woman in the same room, and for a moment, the atmosphere became a bit awkward. However, it was Zhuang Ying who broke the silence first.

"Young Master, would you like to change your residence first? This place is a bit... uh, a bit small."

Although she was only helping the Fang Family manage part of their assets, Zhuang Hanzhong was given some shares and dividends by Fang Su, and just those shares alone had turned the Zhuang Family into a rather large family. Even Fang Ying lived in a villa with an area of over 500 square meters.

Although she didn't know exactly how much Fang Jueyu's net worth was, she had heard from her grandfather that the assets he managed were just a drop in the bucket. Even he didn't know how much wealth the Fang Family really had.

However, one thing he could confirm was that if the Fang Family wished, the entire world economy could collapse in an instant. The fortune accumulated over thousands of years was beyond anyone's imagination.

"Change residence?"

"Yes, you have properties in almost every city. Where would you like to live? I can help arrange it quickly!"

Fang Jueyu's mouth twitched instantly, owning properties in every city? Even the richest person in Huaxia might not have such a grand scale, right? He realized he seemed to increasingly not understand himself.

He pondered for a moment. His parents had gone to find his grandfather and them, and there didn't seem to be too much to keep him in this city. Since he was studying at Jiangnan University, he might as well go to Jiangnan City!

"Let's go to Jiangnan City, preferably somewhere a bit closer to Jiangnan University!" Fang Jueyu said.

"One moment!" Zhuang Ying took out a tablet from her bag. Many things couldn't be remembered just by mind alone.

Zhuang Ying input something into the tablet, and a densely packed page of index results popped up immediately. Fang Jueyu glanced at it; it all looked like certain residential complexes or something.

"Found it, about 3.5 kilometers from Jiangnan University, there's a place called Jiangnan Villa. You have a standalone villa there, maybe that will suit you better!"

"What is it like? Tell me about it."

"This villa was designed by a European designer, with a total construction area of 1,600 square meters. It comes with a swimming pool, a garden, and a small parking lot. The entire villa is situated in the center of an artificial lake. It's currently valued at about 280 million RMB!"

Fang Jueyu was drinking water and nearly choked to death when he heard this. A house costing 280 million RMB? Isn't that almost 180,000 RMB per square meter? This was simply gold worth every inch!

"If you'd like to go, I can arrange it for you now!" Zhuang Ying was very pleased with Fang Jueyu's reaction. She liked his look of not being worldly. It seemed that interacting with this young master, who didn't know how wealthy he actually was, could also be an interesting affair.

"Go! Of course, go, why not!" Conveniently, Fang Jueyu had just returned home yesterday, so he hadn't packed anything. He can just leave with his suitcase.

Only, this place he had lived for twenty years suddenly became empty, and it left him with a bit of a bitter feeling. His parents just left on a whim; indeed, they had rather big hearts, and he suddenly felt like an orphan.

"Sister Xiaoying, this place..."

"I understand the young master's thoughts," Zhuang Ying immediately saw through his mind. "I'll arrange for someone to clean regularly here. If anytime you want to come back and have a look, you can come anytime."

"Thank you!" Fang Jueyu expressed his gratitude sincerely.

"It's my duty, an honor to work for the young master! Shall we set off now?"

"Yes, let's go!" Fang Jueyu took a family photo of three and then walked out of the building.

"Young Master, you're going to drive this car?" When Zhuang Ying saw the Porsche Cayenne parked in the space downstairs, she was stunned. Wasn't this kind of car too cheap for someone like Fang Jueyu?

"Uh... Is there a problem?" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhuang Ying's expression and felt as though he was being looked down upon.

"How about I get you a car and arrange a driver for you? It'll make your daily travels more convenient."

"No need, I don't want to take a driver everywhere. People might mistake me for some nouveau riche second-gen!"

Zhuang Ying glanced at Fang Jueyu. He really wasn't some ordinary rich second-gen; if there was a word to describe him, perhaps "noble young master" would be more appropriate.

"I've already got a customized sports car ordered, should be delivered in two weeks. I'll drive myself then; there's no need for a driver." After the college entrance exams, during the summer vacation, Fang Jueyu had already obtained his driving license. He hadn't been driving for a while, so the Cayenne was perfect for him to practice.

"That's fine, but young master, is your driving skill... safe?" Zhuang Ying hesitated, wondering if she should ride in the car with Fang Jueyu.

"Don't worry, even though I'm young, I'm an old driver!" Fang Jueyu said casually. In reality, since getting his license, he had only driven three times but had just completed body strengthening. His reaction speed and coordination had improved significantly, so driving a race car would be no problem, let alone just driving on the road.

"Alright then, it takes about two hours to get from here to Jiangnan Villa in Jiangnan City. If you get tired, I can drive!" Zhuang Ying directly sat in the front passenger seat, looking as if she planned to close her eyes for a nap.

"You trust me quite a bit!" Fang Jueyu adeptly started the car and slowly pulled it out from the parking spot in the garage.

"My family's life was saved by the young master's grandfather. If it weren't for him, maybe there wouldn't be anyone like me. So even if I die in a crash, at most, I'm just returning a life to you," Zhuang Ying said.

"Is it that serious?" Fang Jueyu murmured to himself. What exactly had his grandfather done to make their family so loyal?

"From today forward, my life will be completely different!" Fang Jueyu looked up at the sky. It seemed that from today onward, every day would be filled with countless surprises.

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บท 9: Chapter 9 Villa Number 1

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When he arrived in Jiangnan City, it was already around eight o'clock. Although it was still July, the sky had gradually darkened, and a rather familiar cluster of buildings appeared in front of him.

As a student of Jiangnan University, Fang Jueyu had naturally heard of Jiangnan Bieyuan. This place only sold high-end villas, and this fact alone was enough to deter countless people. Being able to live here was already a symbol of status and identity.

According to his roommates, the cheapest location for a villa here was eighty thousand per square meter, with the smallest villa being 200 square meters in building area. This means the cheapest villa costs over sixteen million!

Such prices were something Fang Jueyu never dared to imagine before. How many people struggle their entire lives without earning so much money? But now he actually owned a villa in the very center of Jiangnan Bieyuan!

The original sales center had been remodeled into a service center. Such a high-end neighborhood charged exorbitant management fees every year, naturally offering high-end services corresponding to these fees.

"Young Master Fang, the property ownership of this villa has already been transferred to your name, and the keys are at the service center. Not long ago, we arranged for someone to clean it, and you can move in immediately!"

"What about the interior—"

"Young Master Fang, do you really not know? All of these high-end villas are fully decorated," Zhuang Ying laughed, "but yours is a bit different. Yours was designed by an artist and a master architect together, and it will absolutely satisfy you to the utmost!"

The two of them walked side by side into the service center. It was more appropriate to call it a high-end café than a service center. Every owner here could enjoy free services.

The front desk was manned by a very pretty young girl. It seemed that the façade work here was indeed very well done, but compared to Zhuang Ying beside him, she was eclipsed.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Wenting from the Jiangnan Bieyuan Service Center. You can call me Xiao Wen. May I ask what business you have here?" The girl named Xiao Wen gave a professional smile.

"Hello, I am the personal assistant of Mr. Fang Jueyu. We're here to reclaim his Villa No. 1!"

"V... Villa No. 1!" Zhang Wenting was instantly taken aback as Villa No. 1 had been unoccupied ever since it was sold a few years ago. Her supervisor had once instructed that if someone came to reclaim the villa, it must be reported immediately, and the best service must be provided.

If they offended this person, even a slight dissatisfaction could mean packing up and leaving!

This point had been drilled into everyone working here countless times. This was a villa neighborhood for wealthy people, and Villa No. 1's price exceeded two hundred million. Such people could not be offended.

Just two hours ago, the manager had called, saying the owner of Villa No. 1 planned to move in that evening. They had to ensure this person was well-received and not let anything dissatisfy them, and the procedures needed to be processed as quickly as possible!

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Zhang Wenting immediately switched to a sweet smile, "Miss, I'm sorry, we still need to go through some procedures. Please present the owner's ID and property certificate."

Her gaze swept over Zhuang Ying and Fang Jueyu's faces. She knew this beauty's identity since she had just stated she was Mr. Fang Jueyu's assistant. Could this young man be the owner of Villa No. 1?

But she promptly shook her head. Fang Jueyu was simply too young. Such an expensive villa would even be a stretch for a rich second-generation heir to indulge in buying. Surely the owner was an affluent middle-aged or even elderly man.

Furthermore, working here long-term had honed Xiao Wen's keen observation skills, and she could immediately tell what level Fang Jueyu's clothes were. With such a status, it wasn't even plausible for him to buy an ordinary villa, let alone Villa No. 1.

"He must be the assistant lady's younger brother or something," she speculated to herself.

"Oh, I think the property certificate should have already been delivered here, right?"

"Please wait a moment, I will verify that!" Zhang Wenting promptly made a call to check, and sure enough, someone had delivered the property certificate there an hour and a half ago. However, as it was sent via express delivery, they dared not casually open the homeowner's mail.

Soon, another staff member brought over the package, "The recipient of this package is Mr. Fang Jueyu. Please present his relevant documents so we can hand over the document to you."

"Young Master, your ID!" Zhuang Ying wasn't entrusted with the responsibility of keeping Fang Jueyu's ID.

"Oh, yes, I've got it here!" Fang Jueyu quickly fished his ID out of his bag.

"Young Master?" The expressions of the girls at the front desk instantly changed. They had just ruled out the possibility that this young man was the owner of Villa No. 1. Could their assumption be getting disproved so quickly?

Fang Jueyu handed over his ID. Indeed, although the photo on the ID differed slightly from the person, certain features indicated it really was the young man in front of them, meaning he truly was the owner of Villa No. 1!

"Please have a seat for a moment, we'll have all the procedures completed for you right away, in about fifteen minutes!" Zhang Wenting immediately switched to a charming smile, even casting a few flirtatious glances his way intentionally or unintentionally.

Which girl working here didn't wish to find a young, wealthy, and handsome boyfriend? Fang Jueyu in front of them perfectly fulfilled these three characteristics. If he took an interest in her, wouldn't she be soaring like a phoenix?

"Young Master, I guarantee that as long as you wish, any one of them would be willing to warm your bed tonight!" Zhuang Ying teased. "So, shall I make some arrangements for you?"

Although Fang Jueyu had been in a relationship with Jiang Yuan for two years, he was still a typical young guy. How could he withstand such teasing? His face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

"Sister Ying, don't say anything like that! I'm not that kind of person!"

"Hahahahaha," watching Fang Jueyu flustered, Zhuang Ying didn't know why it made her particularly happy. "Young Master, you can't be like this. With your status and wealth, you're likely to meet countless outstanding girls in the future. You need to adjust your mindset sooner rather than later, or you'll suffer for it later!"

"Miss Zhuang, Mr. Fang, your coffees!" A young girl carefully placed the coffees in front of the two. "My name is Zhou Qingxue. If you need anything, feel free to call me. Our manager will be here shortly, as Villa No. 1 is of great value, the keys have always been kept in his possession!"

As she bent down, perhaps intentionally, she revealed a large expanse of alabaster chest without any cover to Fang Jueyu.

"Alright, we understand, thank you," Fang Jueyu said, feigning composure.

"What did I say? You didn't believe me!" Zhuang Ying naturally noticed that earlier scene and pulled a small note from under Fang Jueyu's cup, revealing a string of phone numbers.

"Well, that little girl's looks and figure are quite decent. Barely worthy of serving the Young Master. If you're too shy, I can arrange it for you!" Zhuang Ying seemed committed to teasing Fang Jueyu thoroughly.

Being constantly teased was unbearable, so Fang Jueyu fiercely retorted, "If you want someone to accompany this Young Master, then you should come personally!"

As soon as he said this, Zhuang Ying, who planned to continue joking, blushed furiously, and the words she intended to say were swallowed right back.

"Hahahahaha!" Having finally won a round, Fang Jueyu laughed triumphantly like a victor.

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