Early in the morning, Fang Jueyu was startled awake by a cacophony of noise. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he opened the curtains to see four huge trucks parked downstairs, each with a brand-new sports car lying in the back!
Every time one of Fang Jueyu's companies designed a new model of a sports car, a unit would be left in the warehouse for anyone from the Fang Family to use at any time. Because Fang Jueyu had no special modification requests this time, the first batch of cars had already been delivered to his villa!
A Pagani Huayra, a Lamborghini Veneno, an Aston Martin Valkyrie, and a Koenigsegg One:1—four supercars shimmered under the sun, a lineup that would make any car enthusiast go wild!
The managers of the four factories carefully unloaded the four sports cars from the trucks and parked them in Fang Jueyu's private garage. The once empty garage suddenly seemed a lot fuller.
Once all the spots were filled, Fang Jueyu's garage could practically rival a car show, and none of the supercars here were anything less than limited editions—not even all the money in the world could buy them.
Today's breakfast was Italian wide noodles prepared by his chef. The previous night, he had someone fly in the purest Emmas caviar from Iran, along with Maine lobster and some organic vegetables, making this meal's cost nearly a thousand US Dollars.
But these thousand-dollar Italian noodles barely satisfied a few bites for Fang Jueyu. He wasn't someone with extremely high tastes; such luxurious food was no different in his mind from a bowl of pickled mustard greens with pork noodles.
"Fang Jueyu, I'm here. I'm at the gate of Jiangnan Bieyuan now!" Wang Cong rushed over in a hurry, and it wasn't even nine o'clock yet.
Wang Cong knew very well that Fang Jueyu was a wealthy man. Since he was on his turf, naturally, he couldn't lose face, so he drove over with his Koenigsegg CCXR worth thirty million.
This car was something he had asked his father Wang Lin to help get, and it usually sat in his garage because he couldn't bear to drive it. This time, he brought it out just to save face!
"Alright, I'll come out right away!" Fang Jueyu casually threw on a tank top and a pair of shorts, slipped on some sandals, and rode out on an electric scooter.
"Today, I must regain my pride!" Wang Lin rolled down the window and noticed that the guy on the scooter with messy hair looked somewhat familiar.
"Hey, Wang Cong!" Fang Jueyu also recognized Wang Cong in the car and immediately waved to him!
"What the heck! Why did you come out dressed ? Don't tell anyone you know me!" Wang Cong suddenly showed a look of disdain, thinking, you're a billionaire, can't you pay a bit more attention to your image when you go out?
"What's wrong with me? Do I need to wear a suit and tie and drive a sports car just to leave the house?" Fang Jueyu said indignantly. "What, do you look down on electric scooters?"
Fang Jueyu turned the front of the scooter toward Wang Cong's face and said, "This isn't an ordinary electric scooter! See this logo? It's a Lamborghini! Have you ever seen a Lamborghini scooter?"
"Are you kidding me?" Wang Cong stared in disbelief at the flashy pink scooter in front of him. He hadn't heard of Lamborghini making scooters, but the logo on this one was real, not some hastily pasted sticker.
"Who's kidding you," Fang Jueyu said indifferently. "The company is mine. Forget about making a scooter; I can have them make a tractor for you if you want!"
Fang Jueyu wasn't joking. This pink scooter was indeed made by Lamborghini. The other day, when he had Zhuang Ying order the sports cars, he casually brought it up.
Since the villa area was so large, going in and out was troublesome, and driving to nearby places seemed too extravagant. So, he told Zhuang Ying to get him an e-bike for easier travel.
But unexpectedly, Zhuang Ying had a weird thought and asked Lamborghini to specially make an electric scooter for him, and it was delivered this morning with a Veneno!
Even though it was an electric scooter, its power was not much weaker than that of a motorcycle, with a top speed of 180 kilometers per hour, which ordinary cars couldn't match!
"You gotta be kidding me..." Wang Cong was at a loss for words, "Can you be any more exaggerated?"
Looking at his own sports car, Wang Cong felt slightly better. Even if this pink Lamborghini was custom-made, it wouldn't surpass a few million, nowhere near his Koenigsegg.
He adjusted his expression and said, "Enough chit-chat, take me to your place! I want to see what kind of place you live in!"
"Alright! Follow me in!" Fang Jueyu rode the pink Lamborghini ahead. Wang Cong's face twitched as he started his car to follow.
"Wow, there's no way you live alone in such a big villa, right?" Wang Cong admitted that this villa shocked him. Even after studying abroad for years, only top designers could create such an artistic masterpiece.
"No way? What about daily maintenance and the chef team? Do they live elsewhere?"
"Nope, the twenty villas around here are also mine. My staff live in them!"
At this moment, Wang Cong's expression was exactly like Fang Jueyu's when he first arrived here! Although Fang Jueyu appeared calm, he was holding back his laughter so much that his stomach was about to burst!
"You... never mind..." Wang Cong sighed. This level of extravagance was something only he could pull off, and he began to feel that his title as the richest second-generation in the online world was somewhat unearned!
"Where's your garage? I'd like to park first." Wang Cong didn't want his car exposed to the elements outside.
"Are you sure?" Fang Jueyu asked. "I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it when you see my garage."
"Oh, please!" Wang Cong was immediately displeased. "See this car? Koenigsegg CCXR, priced over thirty million, and there aren't many in the world. Your Maserati MC12 is nice, but it can't compete with mine."
"Oh, that Maserati? I let my assistant drive it. I bought a few more cars recently. Since you want to see them, I'll take you to check them out!" Fang Jueyu led Wang Cong into his underground garage.
When he saw the first car, he was instantly dumbfounded.
"Is this... a Lamborghini Veneno?" He had wanted one for a long time, but the pre-tax price of 3 million euros made him hesitant, and even his dad couldn't bring himself to buy it.
"Yeah, you came just in time. This car was delivered to my house this morning along with my pink Lamborghini!"
"And the Valkyrie..."
"The Koenigsegg One:1! You even managed to get this car?" Wang Cong grabbed Fang Jueyu by the collar. The Koenigsegg One:1, priced over 100 million yuan, had only six units worldwide.
"What are you doing? Let go! This tank top cost dozens of dollars!" Fang Jueyu said discontentedly. "Does this car cost over a hundred million? I wasn't aware. Anyway, when I asked my assistant for one, she got it."
"Don't tell me your family owns Koenigsegg too?"
Before Wang Cong could breathe a sigh of relief, Fang Jueyu added, "But I do own 41% of the shares!"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Cong nearly choked internally. "I suddenly feel awfully poor..."
Wang Cong thought he'd seen it all, but when he spotted the vehicle at the far end of the garage, his whole mindset collapsed!