The richest man in the magic city

After buying the latest Apple mobile phone, Fang Xiaoru walked on the street happily.,

"This mobile phone cost 7,988 yuan, and 2012 is left to achieve the goal. It seems that the task is too simple. It is really good to be able to spend money for free and earn points."

Fang Xiaoru put the remaining twenty sheets of Grandpa Mao in his pocket, then called a taxi and returned home.

"The system requires that the money it provides be spent within a week. According to the schedule, I can complete the task tomorrow."

Sitting in the taxi, Fang Xiaoru thought to himself.

He sat in the car fiddling with his newly bought mobile phone, and soon returned to the community where he lived.

This is a luxurious community, and looking at the entire magic capital, it can also be ranked.

The house here costs 200,000 yuan per square meter, which is simply an inch of land and an inch of gold.

Ordinary people can't afford a toilet here even if they are poor all their lives.

The people living here are not business celebrities or political elites.In short, it is either rich or expensive.

It is said that Fang Xiaoru’s family background, especially when his mother is missing and his father is dead, is absolutely impossible to live here.

But half a year ago, his father’s best friend before his death found Fang Xiaoru, who was down and out, and said that he would take him to his home to raise him until Fang Xiaoru graduated from university.

The man who raised him is called Ou Zhengfei. His father and Fang Xiaoru are college classmates. They live in a dormitory and have a very good relationship.

According to Ou Zhengfei's words, that is the iron buddy at the turn of life.

After graduation, Ou Zhengfei succeeded in starting his own business and became a veritable business tycoon with a wealth of billions of dollars.

By chance, he learned that his best friend had passed away, so he took Fang Xiaoru back to his home without hesitation.

For Ou Zhengfei, although Fang Xiaoru didn't say anything, his heart was always grateful.

If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have to live in that unbearable day.

When the taxi arrived at the gate of the community, Fang Xiaoru got off the car and walked into the community.

He used the car-hailing software to call the car, and he could pay directly online with his mobile phone, which was very convenient and saved the trouble of not having any change on his body.

Not long after Fang Xiaoru entered the community, the taxi driver looked through the rearview mirror and suddenly saw a small pile of Grandpa Mao.

He turned around, took the small pile of Grandpa Mao in his hand, and counted it, no more, no less, exactly two thousand.

"The current passenger is really careless, and even the money is left in the car. I can't find him when I go back now. Besides, he lives in a residential area called "Beautiful Scenery", which is not bad."

The taxi driver murmured and drove away.

However, Fang Xiaoru returned to his current temporary residence, which is Ou Zhengfei's home, with a happy mood.

"Xiaoru, why didn't you come back so late today?"

As soon as Fang Xiaoru entered the house, Ou Zhengfei, who was sitting in the living room, put down the newspaper in his hand and asked with concern.

Ou Zhengfei is really concerned about the son of this former best friend.

"Uncle, I just wandered outside."

Fang Xiaoru responded with a smile.

For a teenager whose young mother was missing and his sixteen-year-old father died unexpectedly.Who is really good to him, who really cares about him, he knows better than anyone else.

He could feel that Ou Zhengfei's care for him was sincere, so he chose to stay here.

"Old Ou, the meal is ready, come over for dinner."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen.When she saw Fang Xiaoru, there was a flash of rejection in her eyes.

Although she hides well, Fang Xiaoru can always catch it keenly.

"Xiaoru, put down your schoolbag, let's go eat."

Ou Zhengfei got up and walked to the dining table first.

Fang Xiaoru nodded, put down his schoolbag, and followed Ou Zheng to fly inside.

There were four people sitting at the dinner table.

Ou Zhengfei and his wife Qi Hong gave birth to a daughter named Oona, who is also seventeen years old this year, but five months younger than Fang Xiaoru.

"Nana, it's going to be a mock exam again next week. Last time your score was ranked 30th in the school, this time you can't be so low."

Qi Hong put a piece of braised pork into Oona's bowl and said.

"Mom~ There are more than 1,500 people in the entire grade. It's pretty good to rank 30."

Oona grumbled with her lips.

She is seven-point similar to Qi Hong, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and a small face that is rosy and smooth, very beautiful.

However, the most striking thing is her pair of huge murder weapons!

According to Fang Xiaoru's secret observation, it is at least 34E.

At this time, Oona was wearing a long red dress, very young and beautiful, looking like a star on TV.

"Thirty is enough? Why is Liu Mengya firmly occupying the number one position for three consecutive years, but you can't? Now there are only a hundred days away from the college entrance examination. If you don't work hard, there is no hope I was admitted to Beijing University."

Qi Hong said with a look of hatred for iron but not steel.

"Mom! Why are you so long-winded! Comparing me with Liu Mengya every day. Also, I don't want to go to Beijing University at all. My ideal university is the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts."

Oona opened her small ruddy mouth and chewed fiercely, venting her dissatisfaction with her mother on the braised pork in her mouth.

"You...you are really mad at me. Old Ou, look at Nana, what it looks like now."

Qi Hong said angrily.

"Okay, okay, Nana likes fine art, so leave her alone."

Ou Zhengfei patted Qi Hong on the back, comforting him.

"It's still my father who treats me well."

Oona immediately raised her head and made a cute aegyo expression to Ou Zhengfei, which made him laugh.