"Little Ying, could you help me see if there's any place to stay near the Mo Capital?" Fang Jueyu called Zhuang Ying directly, almost 100% certain he would get a positive answer.
"I've already arranged it for you!" Zhuang Ying knew Fang Jueyu definitely wouldn't return to Jiangnan City today, so she had arranged accommodation for him early on. As one of the country's economic centers, while the housing prices could make people shiver, it didn't matter at all to Fang Jueyu.
"Will you be staying alone tonight or with someone else?"
"Of course, alone!" Fang Jueyu blushed. He naturally understood what Zhuang Ying meant by two people.
"Tsk tsk tsk, young master, you're not very impressive! I thought you'd bring that little girl named Guo Xinyu back!" Zhuang Ying teased. She liked to browse Weibo in her free time, and although the matter of Fang Jueyu and Guo Xinyu didn't make the headlines, it was trending.
"Am I that kind of person?" Fang Jueyu said. "This was just our first meeting, you know. I'm not that casual, and neither is she!"
"Hahaha, it seems young master has genuinely fallen for her. I guess I should do something to earn some favor with our future young mistress!" Zhuang Ying chuckled.
"What are you going to do? I'm warning you not to mess around! I have yet to settle the score with you for today's incident!" Fang Jueyu felt a bit flustered. With Zhuang Ying's creativity, who knew what wild and strange ideas she might come up with?
Although she referred to him as young master, Zhuang Ying seemed to have understood Fang Jueyu's temperament thoroughly, knowing where his limits were and what would or wouldn't upset him.
Fang Jueyu didn't know that aside from her master's in economic management, Zhuang Ying had also minored in psychology.
"I won't mess around, rest assured. I just want to arrange better treatment for Miss Guo's father. You do have a team of foreign experts. I'll find a time to give Mr. Guo a full body examination, to determine the best treatment plan."
"Thank you for that!" Fang Jueyu had a better solution, but if they cured Guo Xinyu's father's uremia overnight, it wouldn't be something he could gloss over. However, if the treatment was under his people's control, then everything would be simple.
"It's the right thing to do," Zhuang Ying said. "Oh, by the way, you have a property at the Tomson Riviera by the Huangpu River. If you want a villa, it might be a bit farther."
"Let's go with that for now, send me the address and I'll make my way there."
"Sure, your house has a fingerprint password lock, and we've already updated your information. You can move in immediately, and I've arranged for it to be cleaned during the day."
"Great, got it, thank you for your hard work!"
Fang Jueyu looked at the location of the house and immediately drove there. The Tomson Riviera was indeed a renowned complex in the country, and location was just one of its many advantages, with its infamous price tag being what made it even more notable.
Though it was an apartment-style residence, Fang Jueyu estimated the price was certainly not cheaper than his villa in Jiangnan City. Especially since, according to the information Zhuang Ying sent him, his unit was on the top floor, so its price was imaginable.
The license plate of Fang Jueyu's Maserati seemed to have also been entered into the security system. He drove into the apartment complex smoothly.
It was indeed the famous Tomson Riviera. The underground garage was just like a large luxury car exhibition. Lamborghinis, Ferraris, and Rolls-Royces could be seen everywhere, and those one or two million dollar cars were ranked lower. Even his Maserati MC12, which cost over ten million, was just middle-tier.
"Damn, when I get back, I'll get one of each kind. I don't believe I won't be able to spend all my money!" Fang Jueyu said defiantly.
He took the elevator to the top floor, and when he pressed his fingerprint to unlock the door, the 400-square-meter luxury apartment appeared before him.
At a height of more than 150 meters, he could overlook the entire city and even see the iconic Oriental Pearl Tower directly. Living in such a place must be the ultimate dream of countless people striving in the Mo Capital.
"Little Yi, how much is this house worth?" Fang Jueyu asked casually.
"This house has a total indoor area of 427 square meters, and right now, the price per square meter is between 260,000 and 300,000. However, the property was built for you, so you didn't spend a penny."
"What? Why? Was it a gift from someone else?"
"No, the Tomson Group is yours. The current chairman of the group is Miss Zhuang Ying's uncle. But if you want to play as the chairman, those shares can be handed back to you anytime."
"Hahaha, no need for that, let him continue managing it!" Fang Jueyu laughed awkwardly. Spending money was one thing, but if he were to earn it, the group might go bankrupt in no time.
The house had been cleaned thoroughly. After a shower, Fang Jueyu lay down on the bed.
He wasn't much of a Weibo enthusiast, having registered an account two years ago during his student council days when he needed to repost some league committee promotional material. But he hadn't used the account since then.
Many internet celebrities maintained their popularity through Weibo. If Fang Jueyu wanted to complete the first-stage permission task and enhance his popularity, Weibo seemed to be a viable route.
"Hey, Little Yi, if I bought Weibo, could I control the trending topics at will?" Fang Jueyu mused.
"Host, that's cheating! I strongly disapprove of your behavior!" Little Yi gave him a digital middle finger in his mind. "Actually, if you wanted to go down that route, there's no need to purchase it. The Earth's internet holds no secrets for me, I can alter data at will!"
"Can you help me then?"
"No, I refuse!" Little Yi declared righteously. "However, if there are any unfavorable comments about you online, I can help filter them out."
"That's workable too!" Fang Jueyu just entertained the idea. If Little Yi controlled Weibo's trending topics, wouldn't it take away a lot of fun for him?
His current dream was simply to splurge money every day, show off a bit, and flirt with some girls—nothing more, just simple and happy!
Fang Jueyu logged into his Weibo and the only post was from that promotional event two years ago. He replaced his profile picture and changed his Weibo name to his own.
"Ding dong!" He was about to sleep when a WeChat message popped up. It was from Guo Xinyu.
"Fang Jueyu, are you asleep yet?"
"Not yet, just about to head to bed!"
"Are you going back to Jiangnan City tomorrow?"
"Probably, it's the anniversary of my high school soon. I'm planning to visit and see my teachers and classmates."
"Alright, then I guess we can only meet again in Jiangnan City."
"What's wrong, you seem awfully down about not seeing me," Fang Jueyu teased her.
"No, I'm not!" Guo Xinyu sent a meme, but on the other side of the phone, she was indeed wearing a slightly sullen expression, still hoping he could attend her performance in three days.
"Alright then, I'll visit your dad with you when I'm back in Jiangnan City. I've contacted some international experts who should be helpful for his condition."
"Thank you," this time Guo Xinyu didn't refuse. "I feel like I'm increasingly indebted to you, guess I'll have to work for you to repay the kindness!"
"Hahahaha, don't worry, I accept payment in kind!" Fang Jueyu joked.
"Hmph, you big pervert!" Guo Xinyu blushed again.
"Alright then, go sleep, or you'll lose hair. I'll return first thing tomorrow and contact you when I get back."
"Okay then, good night!"
Fang Jueyu put down his phone, staring at the ceiling and smiling foolishly, lost in his thoughts. This kind of feeling seemed really nice!