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The restaurant arranged a very special spot, where almost every customer came in would notice at first glance, yet it didn't seem too conspicuous within the whole place.
"Mr. Fang, here is your menu," the waiter brought over an exquisitely crafted booklet. Fang Jueyu noticed that this menu seemed different from the others, probably specially designed for him.
"Two tomahawk steaks, medium-well, one Argentine prawn, one foie gras..." The price of each dish could make an average university student sweat, but for Fang Jueyu now, he didn't feel anything. Last night, any little ingredient in his seafood noodle probably cost more than this entire meal.
He knew Cheng Kai would definitely feel embarrassed to order, so he just went ahead and ordered for both of them. Of course, he didn't overdo it, just the amount for two people.
"That's it, and please be a bit quick for us!" Fang Jueyu thought he heard Cheng Kai's stomach grumbling earlier.
"Rest assured, we'll arrange it for you as quickly as possible." The waiter bowed and left.
"Holy crap, Fang Jueyu, you really kept us in the dark!" Once the waiter left, Cheng Kai immediately acted dramatically as if he was about to devour Fang Jueyu, "Three years as roommates, and we didn't know you're so wealthy! A rich guy like you always borrowing money from a poor guy like me!"
"Calm down, calm down!" Fang Jueyu pushed Cheng Kai back into his seat, "Didn't I tell you? I only found out recently that my family had this much money, I wasn't faking it before!"
Seeing Cheng Kai's skeptical look, Fang Jueyu added, "Tell me, over these three years, did you ever see me spending lavishly or driving luxury cars to school all the time?"
"Well... you didn't," Cheng Kai thought for a moment, Fang Jueyu had indeed seemed quite ordinary these three years. No matter how well someone fakes it, in such a long time they'd eventually slip up.
"Come on, spill it, how much money does your family have?" Cheng Kai asked cautiously, fearing others might overhear.
Fang Jueyu shook his head, "Would you believe me if I said I don't even know how much money we have?"
Cheng Kai shook his head, clearly, nobody would believe that.
"Wait, the Jiangnan Villa you were talking about earlier, what kind of place is it?" Cheng Kai suddenly remembered the focal point of the earlier clash between Fang Jueyu and Wang Xuan.
"Oh, it's that villa district about three kilometers from school, remember last time at our dorm dinner, Ding Minghui asked about it?"
"The property prices there are really high, right?" Cheng Kai extended five fingers, "Does it match this figure?"
"Pretty much, but on my house you'd need to add another finger!"
"Six hundred thousand?" Cheng Kai exhaled a sigh of relief, didn't sound extremely outrageous.
"No, I mean, add another finger to the tens place!"
"Damn! A million five?" Cheng Kai nearly slammed the table in the restaurant, "Back home, a million five could buy a whole house in some remote places!"
"I remember they only sell villas there, right? How big is yours? Must be at least four hundred square meters?" Cheng Kai started calculating, and the string of zeros in his head almost made him faint.
"Alright, stop figuring it out. When there's time, I'll take a few of you guys over to my place to hang out, and then you'll know!" Fang Jueyu thought if Cheng Kai kept asking, it might undermine his self-confidence because anything in his house, even a piece of artwork, could be more valuable than an entire house.
"Old Fang, we agreed three years ago, if you get rich, don't forget about us. Now that you're really wealthy, don't leave us hanging!"
"Hahahaha, don't worry, if you have any entrepreneurial ideas, just let me know, I'll definitely support you guys!" Though Fang Jueyu couldn't support everyone, he'd absolutely support his roommates.
"Great! Was waiting for that! Honestly, we've got some ideas brewing!"
"Oh?" Fang Jueyu instantly got interested; in their dorm, he was the only one studying physics, and the three others majored in computer science, and they all loved gaming, "Let's hear them?"
"Hehe, with these three years, we haven't just been playing games or chasing girls, when you were dating, we came up with a prototype for a game, and if it's made, it'll definitely hit the market!"
"Alas!" Cheng Kai sighed, "It's just we lack funds, we can't set up the game servers, and we don't have enough manpower, so we had to give up. Otherwise, nobody would voluntarily take this damned grad exam!"
"A ten-million-dollar initial investment, is it enough?"
"Pfft!" Cheng Kai spat out the water he had just drunk, the words "ten million" casually rolled off Fang Jueyu's tongue, who could handle that?
"What's wrong? Not enough?" Fang Jueyu didn't really know the gaming industry well, but developing a large game indeed needed a lot of funding, it was undeniable, "Then, how about a hundred million?"
"Cough cough cough!" Cheng Kai started coughing intensely, just how much money did Fang Jueyu's family have?
"No, no, no, it's not that it's not enough. Initially, our game is just for mobile users, so we don't need that much funding, but aren't you afraid of us scamming you by investing without even looking?"
"Hahahahaha, I trust you guys!" Fang Jueyu laughed, "Besides, even if we fail, then so be it, we'll just try again!"
"Well! You're amazing!" Cheng Kai was speechless, is this how rich people do it now? Losing millions just brushed off like that?
"Organize all game-related materials, I'll find a time to have my personal secretary connect with you. If everything checks out, funding can be ready right away!" Fang Jueyu added, "But I'll only fund it; you guys have to manage everything else!"
"Got it! With money, nothing's a problem!"
The two got more and more excited talking, and soon the food they ordered arrived. With their mouths full, whatever they said after that was mumbled and unclear.
Since they decided to continue with the game project, Cheng Kai abandoned his grad exam plans to focus all his energy on completing the first step of his career!
Once sated, Fang Jueyu headed back to the villa because someone was scheduled to tailor clothes for him in the afternoon.
Just when he got home, he received a call from someone he hadn't heard from in a long time.
"Jiang Yi, you're something else, it's been so long since graduation, how many times have you called me? I'm always the one reaching out to you. What, had a revelation today?" Whenever he talked to his old desk mate, Fang Jueyu felt like he was back in those hectic yet beautiful high school days.
"I heard you broke up again recently, just calling to comfort you!" Although that's what Jiang Yi said, there was no comforting tone in her voice.
"Come on, don't I know you? It'd be a miracle if you weren't cursing me; I beg you to lift this scum girl curse on me!"
"Hahahaha, enough jokes, let's talk business," Jiang Yi laughed twice and then got serious, "In half a month, our high school is having its anniversary celebration, and our class teacher wants us to go back and take a look!"
"Alright, that's all? We haven't seen each other for ages, let's get together!" Fang Jueyu was quite happy hearing this news.
"Of course, it'd be great for us to meet, but don't forget, there are a few people in our class who are definitely going to flaunt it, you better be prepared!"
"New task release!" Little Yi's voice suddenly rang.
Mission requirement: Steal the show at the anniversary.
Mission reward: Level-one authority task completion increased by 2%, reward a lost item accidentally left by ancestor.
Fang Jueyu suddenly showed a sly grin, of course, some people would go back to show off, but this time he would definitely be the most dazzling star in the world of show-offs!
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"There's still half a month left, my sports car should arrive by then," he thought. If he's going to show off, he might as well be the most dazzling person in the room and blind everyone present. But after pondering for a long time, he couldn't come up with a particularly shocking way to do it.
"Young Master, I brought someone to tailor some clothes for you," while Fang Jueyu was deep in thought, Zhuang Ying walked in with a middle-aged foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked like a designer.
"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Heram, the chief designer for George Blumore's Royal High-End Tailoring in England!" Zhuang Ying explained, "All the clothing used by the England Royal Family is designed by Mr. Heram."
"Damn, a royal designer from England?" Fang Jueyu was taken aback. He originally thought that Zhuang Ying would at most bring an internationally renowned master designer to take his measurements, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect to invite a royal designer from England.
He had never heard of George Blumore, nor had he delved into it, but a designer qualified to design clothes for the royal family is undoubtedly top-notch without needing further explanation.
Not only that, with so many princes and princesses in the England Royal Family, these designers must be busy all the time. Inviting the chief designer all the way to Huaxia seemed like a massive deal for his family.
"Zhuang Ying, is this George Blumore Tailoring also under my name?" Fang Jueyu asked quietly.
"Not exactly, but your ancestors had good relations with the England Royal Family, so they are willing to share this private brand with us. Every tailor in our private factory has trained there, and Mr. Heram is also our long-term chief consultant!"
"Oh my..." If Zhuang Ying had told Fang Jueyu that the brand belonged to him, he might have been fine. But inadvertently, he learned the shocking news that his family had great relations with the England Royal Family, which explained having the chief designer over.
"Mr. Heram, this is Mr. Fang Jueyu. We invited you over this time to design and make a few suitable outfits for Mr. Fang."
Heram's somewhat world-weary face immediately filled with smiles. Initially, he was reluctant to take on this role as a long-term senior consultant because his age was catching up with him, and flying back and forth was a tremendous physical challenge.
However, the Fang Family offered a price he couldn't refuse, a salary of 5 million British Pounds per year plus transport by private jet. All he needed to do was help train a batch of students each year at Fang Jueyu's private factory and occasionally create some designs.
In comparison, the terms offered by the England Royal Family were much less favorable. If it weren't for the inability to change his nationality, he would have preferred to work as a dedicated designer for Fang Jueyu's family.
Ever since Fang Jueyu was born, Fang Huai wanted him to live as an ordinary person and had never invited Heram to Huaxia. This time, Heram came with a special task.
"Mr. Fang, long time no see! The last time I saw you, you were just a newborn baby," Heram said politely.
"Did Mr. Heram also design clothes for my parents?" Fang Jueyu gleaned quite a bit of information from that statement.
"Yes, but that was a long time ago. I heard Mr. Fang Huai wanted you to have a normal life, so it was kept hidden for a long time. Now that he has entrusted all the assets to you, I've been invited back."
"Please, Mr. Heram, you should consider yourself a senior to me!"
"By the way, the Queen of England asked me to pass on a message. The royal family and the Fang Family haven't been in touch for many years, and she extends an invitation for you to visit England if you have the chance."
"Certainly, certainly!" On the surface, Fang Jueyu remained calm, but his heart pounded. A royal invitation from the Queen of England was an honor very few people in the world could boast about.
"Shall we get started?"
Heram took Fang Jueyu's measurements and asked about his preferred styles and trends. With years of experience, some rough ideas already formed in his mind.
"Mr. Heram, the other clothes don't need to be rushed, but could you customize a slightly formal outfit that isn't too flashy for public events? To be honest, I need it for a high school reunion in half a month."
"Oh, that's a minor task. If I work quickly, I should be able to manage it in half a month." Normally, it would take Heram about a month to craft an outfit, and shortening the timeline by half would consume a lot of his time and energy. But if it earned Fang Jueyu's favor, it would be well worth it.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Heram!"
Half a month was indeed a tight schedule. After saying goodbye to Fang Jueyu, Heram hurried to the handcraft factory under Fang Jueyu's name.
"Young Master Fang, are you attending the high school reunion in half a month?"
"Yes, it's our high school's 70th-anniversary reunion. The school invited many renowned alumni, but it looks like we'll just be 'other alumni.'" Fang Jueyu chuckled self-deprecatingly.
In reality, reunions were merely events for successful graduates to flaunt their achievements at their alma mater; few truly cared about the school.
"Young Master, if you want to become a renowned alumnus, that's not difficult to achieve!"
"How is it easy?" Fang Jueyu smiled wryly. "I'm not the owner of any famous company, nor am I involved in politics. Even if I have some money now, no one knows who I am."
"Hahaha, isn't it simple? Just donate a sum of money to your alma mater under your name, and there you go!"
"Oh dear, why didn't I think of that?" Fang Jueyu slapped his thigh. More than being a famous entrepreneur or a political figure, his alma mater valued the influence of alumni and what benefits they could bring to the school.
Though this was the harsh reality, one had to admit that excellent facilities and hardware significantly contribute to nurturing talent at a school.
"Miss Ying, how much liquid cash is available in my account right now?"
"All the assets I manage, combined with both domestic and foreign banks, amount to roughly $500 billion."
"What? How much?" Fang Jueyu thought he misheard.
"$500 billion!"
*Cough cough cough!* Fang Jueyu didn't quite understand what $500 billion entailed, but he knew that even the world's richest individuals possessed just over $100 billion in assets, mostly fixed. His liquid funds surpassed their total assets four times over.
"Wait, what do you mean by 'the assets you manage?'"
"Young Master, didn't you know? The Fang Family's total assets are divided into seven parts, handled by seven expansive organizations or families, and our Zhuang Family only manages the smallest portion!"
"Stop, just stop, I feel lightheaded!" Fang Jueyu walked to the balcony, took a deep breath for clarity, and managed to suppress his laughter as he gazed at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "The life of the wealthy truly is isolated like snow, isn't it?"
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