too rich what to do

Chapter 8 I Will Marry You

When the elevator stops, a garden-style corridor appears in front of you. The lake green onion is recessed from here to form a semi-open pond, which happens to be a pattern of a small bridge with flowing water.

Stepping on the promenade is like stepping on the grass, and the log floor always makes people feel relaxed and at ease.

There is a group of densely packed koi in the pool. Looking down from the top is indeed a kind of visual enjoyment, and people can't help but have a desire to feed.

Along the promenade, a garden-style villa soon appeared in front of you. It had a European style in the seventeenth century, but it was faintly visible at first glance, without losing the mystery of the misty rain that is unique to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Mr. An, this is one of the four villas on the island. It combines Western European style and was designed by the famous Chinese architect Wang Jia. It is simple, stylish and has a private cinema inside." Yang Kexin said dutifully.

"Go in and have a look!" An Ran was a little curious.

This was the first time he entered the villa and found the key according to Yang Kexin's instructions.

Pushing open the door of the villa, An Ran's eyes lit up instantly, the living room was huge, it gave An Ran the feeling that it could hold a small dance party.

However, he obviously didn't care about these, but the classical decoration style of the interior made him a little happy.

Calm yet elegant, exquisite but not luxurious, modern furniture is perfectly integrated into the decoration, as if it would be too messy if it is moved, and it would be too empty if there is no one.

There are a lot of ink and wash landscapes hanging on the wall, An Ran didn't study much about it, so she glanced at it and looked away.

pop~
Accompanied by a crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground, An Ran who was looking around suddenly froze.

"Uh, do you still have a spare for this?" An Ran pointed awkwardly at the broken pieces that she hit the ground.

The corner of Yang Kexin's mouth twitched, and then immediately put on a smiling face: "Mr. An, wait a moment!"

Yang Kexin said with a strong smile, and soon several cleaning staff cleaned up the debris, carefully packed all the debris into a wooden box, and then saw a 23-year-old lady holding a red The wooden box came in.

"Manager Yang, the Ming Yongle blue and white Ruyi plum vase with hanging shoulders, folded branches, flower and fruit pattern has been delivered!"

Yang Kexin nodded, took a pair of silk white gloves handed over by the staff at the side, and then carefully took out a blue and white porcelain that was exactly the same as before and put it in the vacant position.

"Hey, did I find this pretty pretty?" An Ran carefully looked at the blue and white porcelain vase, and then subconsciously held it in her hand.

"Mr. An, be careful, this is the last one!" Yang Kexin subconsciously said nervously.

"Uh, what's the last one?" An Ran was stunned for a moment, then held the mouth of the bottle with one hand, and raised the porcelain bottle: "Did you say this?"

Yang Kexin blinked and nodded nervously.

An Ran felt something was wrong, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and glanced at another wooden box containing fragments.

"It seems that I still have some misunderstandings about systematic real estate investment!" An Ran felt that she didn't understand this real estate even more.

Because he didn't know much about porcelain, let alone antiques. Seeing that Yang Kexin was so nervous and put the porcelain bottle back, he asked tentatively, "How much is this?"

"I don't know for now, we need expert evaluation!" Yang Kexin shook his head first, and then continued: "But the broken one was auctioned for more than 1.4 million at the last auction!"

"..."

An Ran opened her mouth.

Miss sister, are you sure we live in the same world?
He glanced at the fragments that were carefully packed into the box, thoughtfully.

"These are all mine, right?" An Ran looked at some other objects in the house again, this time he subconsciously slowed down, and tried to stay away from those fragile objects when walking.

"After Mr. An signs, these will all belong to Mr. An." Yang Kexin had a strange face, and then forced a smile.

"Mine is fine!" An Ran glanced at the balance on the system panel, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Mr. An, how do you want to deal with this?" Seeing that An Ran seemed to be thinking about something, Yang Kexin hesitated before interrupting.

"This?" An Ran followed the position pointed by Yang Kexin and looked at those fragments.

"Throw away...well, does the museum take it?" An Ran asked back, and then said: "If you take it, hand it in."

Yang Kexin: "..."

After glancing at An Ran, then at the intact porcelain vase, and then at the fragments in the box, she forced herself to calm down and nodded.

After explaining a few more words and briefly introducing the other villas, Yang Kexin said again: "If Mr. An has no other requests, we will leave first."

The service is almost over here, Yang Kexin sees An Ran in a daze from time to time, and decides to leave first.

Still quite fond of this young lady, An Ran responded, got up and saw them off, and after sending everyone away, he subconsciously went around the room again.

"If you sell them all, you should be able to sell them for a lot of money, right?" An Ran thought about it and gave up this idea.

He felt that if he dared to do that, once he was exposed, he would have to be handed over by a lot of bricks and beasts if he didn't get sprayed to death.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is really not short of money now.

The one-time financial storm investment made more than 20 billion yuan in the morning. Although the system took away [-] billion yuan for investment, there are still more than one billion left in the system balance at this time.

"Unfortunately, if it ends later, maybe we can really become the next richest man in the world." An Ran was a little depressed.

However, An Ran was not the only one who was depressed at this time.

……

In a pink girl's bedroom, the pair of ponytails swayed violently, and the delicate loli face rested on a pair of little knees covered with white silk.

"Little Xinxin, I'm sorry for you!" Bai Siluoli looked at Yang Kexin who had just entered the door pitifully: "I never thought that the situation would be so good, that big guy would cash out and run away!"

Yang Kexin: "..."

"How much did you lose?" Yang Kexin took a deep breath and asked pretending to be calm.

Baisi Luoli stretched out her little finger nervously, then carefully stared at Yang Kexin's face.

With a pair of slender white silk long legs, she quietly slipped on a pair of pink slippers with rabbit ears, covering her playful little feet.

"100 million?" Yang Kexin boldly guessed a number.

Baisi Luoli glanced at the door, her body began to accumulate strength, then she shook her head cautiously, her ponytails swayed wildly: "We may not even be able to eat dirt!"

"Ah...Xiao Ai..." There was a sharp and ear-piercing cry.

Baisi Luoli had already rushed out of the room, and then the bathroom was locked firmly with a snap.

"Little Xinxin, don't be angry, at worst, I'll work to support you!" Bai Siluoli's low-confidence voice came from the toilet.

"Damn girl, that's my mother's dowry!" Yang Kexin scratched his hair, feeling helpless and annoyed.

"Xiao Xinxin, don't worry, I will definitely marry you, I don't want a dowry!" The bathroom door opened a small gap, Bai Siluoli put out half of her head and said seriously.

(End of this chapter)