Chapter 9 (1/2)

It was almost eight o'clock when he arrived in Jiangnan City. Although it was still July, the sky had gradually darkened, and a quite familiar group of buildings appeared in front of him.

As a student of Jiangnan University, Fang jueyu has naturally heard of this Jiangnan bieyuan, which only sells high-end villas. This alone discourages countless people. Being able to live in this place is a symbol of status and identity.

According to his roommates, the cheapest location of the villa in this place is Bawan square meters, and the minimum villa construction area is 200 square meters, that is to say, the price of the cheapest villa is more than 16 million!

This price is what Fang jueyu once dared not think. How many people can't make so much money in their lifetime? But now he actually owns a villa in the center of Jiangnan bieyuan!

The original sales center has been transformed into a service center. This high-end community charges high property fees every year. Naturally, it has high-end services corresponding to these fees.

”Master Fang, this other real estate certificate is already in your name. The key is in the service center. We just arranged someone to clean it not long ago. You can check in immediately!”

”That decoration...”

”Master Fang, don't you really know? This kind of high-end villas are finely decorated, ”Zhuang Ying said with a smile,” but yours is different. Your one is designed by an artist and an architect, which is absolutely satisfactory to you! ”

They walked into the service center side by side. It is more suitable to be a high-end coffee shop than a service center. As long as it is the owner of this place, they can enjoy free services here.

The front desk is a very beautiful young girl. It seems that the facade work here is also very good, but it looks eclipsed compared with Zhuang Ying.

”Hello, this is Zhang Wenting from Jiangnan bieyuan service center. You can call me Xiaowen. Do you have any business to handle?” The girl named Xiaowen showed a professional smile.

”Hello, I'm Mr. Fang jueyu's personal assistant. Now we want to recycle his No. 1 villa here!”

”One... Villa one!” Zhang Wenting suddenly lost some color, because no one has lived in this villa since it was sold a few years ago. Their boss once explained that once someone comes to recycle the villa, they should tell him whenever and provide the best service.

If you offend this one, even if the other party is a little dissatisfied, pack up your things and go away immediately!

This point has been emphasized by everyone who works here countless times. This is originally a villa community of the rich. The price of villa No. 1 is as high as more than 200 million. Such people can't afford it.

Just two hours ago, the manager called and said that the owner of villa No. 1 planned to check in tonight, so they must entertain this one, not to make the other party a little dissatisfied, and the formalities should be handled as quickly as possible!

……

Zhang Wenting immediately put on a sweet smile: ”Miss, I'm sorry, we still need to go through the formalities. Please show me the ID card and real estate card of the head of household.”

Her eyes swept over the faces of Zhuang Ying and Fang jueyu. She knew the identity of the beauty. Just now she said she was Mr. Fang jueyu's assistant. Is this young man the owner of the No. 1 villa?

But she immediately shook her head. Fang jueyu was too young. Even a rich second generation might not be willing to buy such an expensive villa, right? The master must be a rich man in his middle age or even old age.

Not only that, working here for a long time has trained Xiaowen to have a golden eye. She can see at a glance what grade Fang jueyu's clothes are. Even if she buys an ordinary villa, let alone villa No. 1.

”It should be the assistant lady's brother or something?” She guessed.