By the time he had reached Jiangnan City, it was almost 8 o'clock. Although it was still July, the sky was gradually darkening, and a very familiar group of buildings appeared before him.
As a student of Jiangnan University, Fang Jueyu had naturally heard of this Jiangnan Villa Estate, which sold only high-end villas. Just this fact alone deterred countless people; living here was already a symbol of status and identity.
His roommates had told him that even the cheapest villas in this place cost eighty thousand per square meter, with the smallest villas being 200 square meters. That meant the cheapest villa was priced at over 16 million!
Such a price was something Fang Jueyu had never even dared to dream of. How many people struggle their entire lives without earning that much money? Yet now, he had unexpectedly become the owner of the most central villa in Jiangnan Villa Estate!
The original sales center had been converted into a service center. With such high property fees charged every year, the high-end services provided here naturally matched those costs.
"Master Fang, the deed to the other property has already been transferred to your name, and the keys are at the service center," Zhuang Ying said with a smile. "We just had someone clean it recently, so you can move in immediately!"
"And the decoration..."
"Master Fang, do you really not know? These high-end villas come fully furnished," Zhuang Ying laughed. "But yours is quite different, your villa was designed by an artist and a master architect together. It's bound to leave you completely satisfied!"
The two walked side by side into the service center, which could be more aptly described as a high-end café. Any owner here could enjoy free services.
At reception stood a very pretty young girl, indicating the establishment took their facade very seriously. However, compared to Zhuang Ying beside him, the girl paled in comparison.
"Hello, I am Zhang Wenting from the Jiangnan Villa Estate Service Center. You can call me Xiaowen. How may I assist you today?" the girl named Xiaowen said with a professional smile.
"Hello, I am Mr. Fang Jueyu's personal assistant. We are here to take possession of his villa at number one!"
"One... number one villa!" Zhang Wenting looked suddenly pale, as this number one villa had never been occupied since it was sold years ago. Their supervisors had instructed them that if anyone came to take the villa, they were to be informed immediately and offered the best service, regardless of the time.
Offending this individual—let alone causing the slightest dissatisfaction—meant packing up and leaving right away!
This point had been stressed to everyone working here countless times, as it was a villa community for the wealthy. The number one villa was priced at over 200 million, and that was someone they certainly couldn't afford to provoke.
Just two hours ago, the manager had called, saying that the owner of the number one villa planned to move in tonight and insisted that they provide the best hospitality, with no dissatisfaction from the guest, and the paperwork should be processed at top speed!
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Zhang Wenting immediately put on a sweet smile: "Miss, I'm sorry, we just need to process some paperwork. Could you please show the homeowner's ID and the deed to the property?"
Her gaze swept over Zhuang Ying and Fang Jueyu. She recognized the identity of the beauty; she had just introduced herself as Mr. Fang Jueyu's assistant. Could this young man be the owner of the number one villa?
But she immediately shook her head. Fang Jueyu was just too young. Such an expensive villa, even a rich second generation might not be willing to buy it, right? Presumably, the owner must be a wealthy man nearing middle age or even older.
Not only that, working here over time had given Xiaowen Eyes of Golden Flame. She could tell the quality of the clothing on Fang Jueyu's body at a glance; someone of his financial standing was unlikely to afford an ordinary villa, let alone the number one villa.
"Must be that assistant lady's little brother or something?" she guessed silently in her heart.
"Oh, I think the property deed might have been delivered already, right?"
"Please wait a moment, I will verify that!" Zhang Wenting immediately made a phone call to inquire, and sure enough, someone had delivered the property deed to this place an hour and a half ago. However, it was delivered by courier, so naturally, they did not dare to open the owner's express package casually.
Soon, another employee brought the parcel over, "This package belongs to Mr. Fang Jueyu. We need to see his related documents before we can hand over these files to you."
"Young master, your ID card!" Zhuang Ying certainly did not have the clout to keep Fang Jueyu's identity card.
"Oh, right here with me!" Fang Jueyu quickly took out his ID card from his bag.
"Young master?" The faces of the girls at the front desk suddenly changed. They had just ruled out the possibility that this young man could be the owner of villa number one. Were they about to be proven wrong so soon?
Fang Jueyu handed over his ID card and indeed, although there was some difference between the photo on the card and the person in front of them, certain features made it clear that he was indeed the young man standing before them, which meant he actually was the owner of villa number one!
"Please have a seat for a moment. We will immediately handle all the formalities for you, it should take about fifteen minutes!" Zhang Wenting suddenly put on a charming smile and even shot a few suggestive glances his way.
Which girl working here wouldn't want to find a boyfriend who was young, wealthy, and handsome? Fang Jueyu was the perfect match for all three qualities. If one of them could catch his eye, wouldn't that be like a phoenix rising to the treetops?
"Young master, I guarantee that any one of them would be willing to warm your bed at your villa tonight if you wish!" Zhuang Ying teased, "What do you say, shall I arrange it for you?"
Although Fang Jueyu had been in a relationship with Jiang Yuan for two years, he was still a typical young boy at heart and blushed at such teasing.
"Zhuang Ying, don't talk nonsense! I'm not that kind of person!"
"Hahahahaha," Zhuang Ying couldn't explain why, but she was particularly happy to see Fang Jueyu embarrassed, "Young master, you can't be like this. With your status and wealth, you'll probably meet countless excellent girls in the future. You should start changing your mindset sooner rather than later, or you'll suffer later on!"
"Miss Zhuang, Mr. Fang, here are your coffees!" A young girl carefully set down the coffees in front of them, "My name is Zhou Qingxue. If you need anything else, please feel free to call me. Our manager will be here in a moment. Since villa number one is highly valuable, the keys have always been kept with him!"
When the girl bent down, she intentionally or unintentionally exposed a large expanse of her snow-white chest right in front of Fang Jueyu.
"Got it, thank you," Fang Jueyu said, feigning composure.
"See, what did I tell you? You didn't believe me!" Zhuang Ying had noticed that moment and then pulled out a small slip of paper from beneath Fang Jueyu's blanket, on which was written a string of phone numbers.
"How about it, that girl's looks and figure are not bad; she's barely qualified to accompany the young master. If you're shy, I can arrange it for you!" Zhuang Ying seemed determined to tease Fang Jueyu to the end.
Putting up with such teasing was not a solution, so Fang Jueyu immediately retorted fiercely, "If someone's going to keep me company, then you come yourself!"
With those words, Zhuang Ying, who had wanted to continue the joke, suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and the words she had been about to say were forcefully stifled.
"Hahahahaha!" Finally scoring a point, Fang Jueyu laughed heartily like a winner.