Ancestral local tyrant system

"This is Mr. Fang Jueyufang, right?" Five minutes later, a middle-aged man with a big belly rushed over. After receiving the call just now, he hurried back from his business trip without stopping.

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

"Mr. Fang is really a young man. He has such a strong net worth at such a young age." The manager was a loud flattery when he came up. "My man is Wang Zhihai, the manager of this Jiangnan Villa. Now he is responsible for all the logistics and property here. If you have any questions in the future, you can directly contact me!"

"Then trouble Manager Wang!" Fang Jueyu naturally wouldn't say his number. Zhuang Ying must have done the contact.

"Manager Wang, can we take a look at the villa now? Mr. Fang has been very tired all the way, and he needs to rest." Zhuang Ying said as an assistant. Up.

Wang Zhihai suddenly became sober a lot. He seemed to value himself too much. Although this Mr. Fang was approachable, the assistant lady seemed to be really good. She seemed to just want to move in quickly and was not interested in being with his little manager. Chat here.

"Of course, of course, I have brought the keys, and we can go right away!" Wang Zhihai naturally didn't dare to have any tempers. "The two of you can go in my car. There is still a short distance from here to Villa One. "

"It's no trouble, we drove the car by ourselves, you just need to lead the way!" Zhuang Ying said coldly.

"Okay, trouble both of you to come with me!" Wang Zhihai suddenly became a little frustrated.

As the manager of this kind of real estate, Wang Zhihai’s car is naturally not too low-level, otherwise the price of picking up some distinguished guests would be too low. His car is a Maybach, and the price is about 3 million.

When he saw Fang Jueyu's Porsche, he suddenly had some surprises. It seemed a bit low-key for such a worthy person to drive this kind of car.

Fang Jueyu naturally knows Wang Zhihai’s thoughts. In his mind, this car has already reached the ranks of luxury cars. Perhaps it is the rich world that he doesn’t understand?

Two cars drove into the community one after the other. In 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 group of villas. The meaning of the stars holding the moon.

There is only one specially made road leading to Villa No. 1, and a guard is specially arranged to ensure the safety of the head of the household.

Although he was mentally prepared, Fang Jueyu couldn't help taking a breath when he saw this villa. Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a palace?

The villa has four floors. The bottom is the garage, and the top is an open-air garden. The garden is surrounded by a suspended circular swimming pool. This design is simply bold and innovative.

The appearance of the entire villa is not square, but like a misplaced Rubik's Cube, it even looks like a strong sense of science fiction.

"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 take a look now.

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

"Trouble Manager Wang!" Fang Jueyu thanked him.

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

"Master, you must know that many people want to deal with you and approach you because of your wealth. Of course, I am not discriminating against some people. I see flattery and greed in the eyes of Manager Wang. Such people do not Need to make friends."

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

"Let's go, let's go in first!" Zhuang Ying said mysteriously, "I have asked someone to re-arrange this villa. Although the time is a bit tight, you should like it!"

Fang Jueyu walked into the villa with great expectation, and the luxurious floor tiles on the ground made him afraid to step on it with his feet.

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

"A tile for 5,000 yuan?" Fang Jueyu was going crazy, wouldn't it cost more than 30,000 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. The plants inside are still fresh. It seems that the people who clean up the house are quite careful.

"These two are blue and white porcelain vases from the Song Dynasty. They are a very rare pair. They should have been handed down from your ancestors. The current price should be more than 12 million yuan," Zhuang Ying added, "Every one! "

"Hiss..." Fang Jueyu took a breath again and put the antique at the door of his house. How rich is it to do this kind of thing?

However, he really did not doubt what Zhuang Ying said. His ancestors had acquired the intelligent system "Xiaoyi" very early. At that time, they might be worth a lot of money. Perhaps these two bottles were antiques to Jueyu. For the ancestors, it is not a strange thing.

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

"That's natural. There is also a study room in this villa. The calligraphy and paintings in it contain the original works of many celebrities. Tang Yin, Wang Xizhi, Zheng Banqiao and others have them, and there are more than one or two, of course, there are foreign celebrities! "

"Are you sure they are all authentic?" Fang Jueyu confirmed again.

Zhuang Ying nodded solemnly.

Fang Jueyu pointed to a huge oil painting on the wall and said: "So what is this? Don't bully me for reading less, but I know Van Gogh's "Starry Sky". This painting should be a modern one in New York. Art museum, right?"

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

Fang Jueyu walked over confusedly and took the painting off the wall. However, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be some big differences between the painting and the art textbook. The back of the painting was written A few lines of text he couldn't understand.

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

"This is Dutch. The translation of these few sentences is: thank my Chinese friend Fang Kun, who helped me when I was the most impoverished, specially made a copy of "Starry Sky", and gave him half of it to express his gratitude. -Van Gogh."

"Fang Kun? Isn't it my ancestor again?" 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 of the system’s host. When Van Gogh was at his worst, he happened to meet the ancestors of the host who traveled around the world, He provided funds for painting and study tours, so Van Gogh gave him this painting after he finished his studies!"

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

"If it were the original one in New York, it would be about 400 million US dollars now. Of course, this is a priceless treasure. Even if someone pays for it, it will not be sold. As for the young master, it has the inscription by Van Gogh behind it. , Coupled with the historical significance of this inscription, I am afraid it is worth 600 million U.S. dollars!"

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