The Tip of the Iceberg's Wealth

The two chatted as if no one else was around, while Dong Jun and Liu Qingqing in the back row listened intently, trying to glean more information from the smallest clues.

However, they were also unclear about the details.

I only know that this Brother Zhang seems to own a house in Peach Blossom Spring, and I'd like to take a look since I'm passing by.

Although Dong Jun did not live in Hangzhou, he had long heard of Peach Blossom Spring and knew that it was a villa area.

However, the area is too large, and there are too many villas of all kinds inside.

He had no idea how capable this Brother Zhang was.

After a long drive, we finally arrived at Peach Blossom Spring in Hangzhou.

As Zhang Yang approached this place, he couldn't help but recall his brief encounter with Wen Ting at the sales office, and his mind began to wander.

"Brother Zhang, what are you thinking about?" Xiang Xiaotian keenly sensed something was amiss.

"It's nothing," Zhang Yang said casually, keeping his mouth shut.

The car passed by the sales office without entering, heading straight to the gate of his large courtyard house.

The car stopped, and the group got out.

Dong Jun and his girlfriend Liu Qingqing got out of the car and looked up at the traditional Chinese courtyard house in front of them, still a little dazed.

"Isn't it... a villa?" he muttered to himself.

In his memory, what this Brother Zhang owned here was probably the kind of villa he had imagined.

A villa worth tens of millions.

After all, he checked and found that the villas here, even the ordinary ones, cost tens of millions, which is naturally something that ordinary people can only dream of and never achieve in their entire lives.

But WHAT?

Chinese style?

Zhang Yang walked into his large courtyard house, navigating the three courtyards with practiced ease, passing through the garden, and crossing the octagonal pavilion with its connecting corridor.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd seen my own house.

But when he came again, he was still stunned by the overwhelming Chinese beauty.

Even in his condition, the two young people not far behind him were like country bumpkins visiting the Grand View Garden, utterly astonished.

"These... these are all from the same house?" Liu Qingqing's voice trembled.

Although she came from a well-off family, it was really just that—not the richest, but not the poorest either. She had never experienced such overwhelming wealth before.

This large courtyard, this private garden, with its artificial hills and pond, is teeming with koi carp.

Is this definitely not the Home of some wealthy merchant from ancient times?

"The traditional Chinese courtyard house in Peach Blossom Spring is indeed like this, so luxurious, I knew it." Dong Jun came back to his senses, looked at his girlfriend's expression, and his mind worked quickly.

We can shake it again.

He grabbed Liu Qingqing and caught up with Xiang Xiaotian in a few quick steps.

"Sis, is this the house Brother Zhang bought? How much did he pay for it?" Dong Jun asked in a low voice, glancing at Zhang Yang's back.

"If you're so curious, go ask him yourself," Xiang Xiaotian said irritably, glancing at her unpopular cousin.

However, considering that her cousin's girlfriend was still with him, she casually replied.

"A little over one."

"More than one?" Dong Jun blinked and looked around.

The antique charm that hits you right now, along with the self-proclaimed heaven and earth landscape courtyard, it's simply magnificent!

What else could this "multiple" be?

More than 100 million!

He gasped, his whole body tingling with shock.

"Does it mean... more than a hundred million?" Liu Qingqing asked softly from the side, completely losing the willfulness and temper she had shown in front of her boyfriend, leaving only restraint and awkwardness.

"That's right!" Dong Jun gripped his girlfriend's hand tightly, feeling a surge of pride and satisfaction.

Although, in reality, none of this had anything to do with him.

But that's human nature; people often experience sudden, inexplicable feelings of pride.

On the other side, Zhang Yang was already surrounded by several staff members from Zheng Zhong Design Studio.

As he walked, he listened to the staff explain the progress.

After all, this isn't your average villa renovation; at most, it'd cost tens of millions.

This renovation project has a budget of 100 million yuan!

This is a truly massive project.

"Chairman Zhang, regarding the timber, we used a variety of materials based on our actual needs, including rosewood, huanghuali, and red sandalwood... As for the stone, we used a variety of luxury stones..." The chief designer explained some details in detail.

In Chinese-style interior design, besides the concept and design sense, the materials have always been of paramount importance.

Don't you see, a piece of Phoebe zhennan wood can easily cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, as if it were a trivial matter?

When it comes to indulging in luxury, the Chinese are truly the masters.

Not far behind, several people listened quietly, not daring to make a sound or disturb them.

All Dong Jun heard was the designer talking about hundreds of thousands here and hundreds of thousands or millions there, and his mind was buzzing.

How much money must have gone down there?

Tens of millions, hundreds of millions?

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, can we take some photos to post on WeChat Moments?" Dong Jun asked shamelessly, acting like he was begging for a favor.

"Sure, take as many pictures as you like," Zhang Yang said casually, not taking it seriously.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang! You're so generous!" Dong Jun thanked him repeatedly, his heart filled with excitement as he took a picture and posted it on his WeChat Moments.

The content of the WeChat Moments post is as follows:

[My brother-in-law's Peach Blossom Spring Spring-style Chinese mansion reportedly had a renovation budget of 100 million yuan.]

The content is incredibly simple and direct.

Liu Qingqing, a seasoned female blogger on Little Blue Book, seemed to be in her element, making it a grand and boastful event.

[My boyfriend's brother -Peach Blossom Spring mansion suddenly gave me a reason to strive.]

Zhang Yang had no idea how the two of them posted on their WeChat Moments, nor did he pay any attention to it.

Xiang Xiaotian noticed this, glanced at her WeChat Moments, and immediately pulled Dong Jun aside.

"Are you kidding me? Posting these things is childish, embarrassing, and low-class, you know? What does Brother Zhang's house have to do with you? Are you that vain?" Xiang Xiaotian scolded her cousin without any politeness.

"Sis, you don't know this, do you? This is called building your social circle. Besides, I'm not bragging, I'm just telling the truth!" Dong Jun retorted stubbornly.

"If I were your friend, my first reaction to seeing this post on your Moments would be disgust and an eye roll," Xiang Xiaotian, somewhat speechless. "You... hurry up and delete it. If you really want to be successful, rely on your own abilities and show off honestly, don't do this to me."

"I won't..." Dong Jun was about to argue when he suddenly felt a chill rush towards him and shivered.

"I'll delete it, I'll delete it, okay?"

So he had no choice but to lower his head and obediently delete his posts on WeChat Moments.

Xiang Xiaotian glared at Dong Jun, then turned and left.

She had barely left when Liu Qingqing came up behind her.

"Huh? I just liked your post on WeChat Moments. Why did you delete it?"

"Shh." Dong Jun gestured, "My brother Zhang is a pretty low-key person, so I thought I'd delete my WeChat Moments. We're not the vain kind of people, right?"

"Then... then I'll delete it too," Liu Qingqing said, sounding somewhat reluctant.

In just a short while, countless people liked her post, which must have really boosted her vanity.

"You... well, never mind, delete it if you want," Dong Jun said hesitantly.

For the rest of the time, they followed behind, taking their time to stroll through the large courtyard, deeply impressed by the beauty of the Chinese-style mansion and by Zhang Yang's skill.

Including the renovations, this is a super mansion worth over 200 million yuan.

This is definitely for the super-rich.

"My brother Zhang's net worth must be at least a billion or more, right?" Dong Jun asked Xiang Xiaotian in a low voice, full of curiosity.

Zhang Yang exudes an aura of charisma. When he goes over there, he always feels like he can't stand up straight and can't speak properly. So he simply stays by his cousin's side and keeps trying to find out what's going on.

"Don't ask me these questions. All you ever talk about is money, making it seem like I'm only after money." Xiang Xiaotian rolled her eyes at her cousin.

Dong Jun opened his mouth, but decisively said nothing.

At first glance, it seems that his cousin's family is incredibly wealthy, so naturally they don't care about money. But thinking about it, Zhang's house alone cost over 200 million yuan. It seems that the two families are not even on the same level.

My cousin says she's not after money, but in reality, Zhang Ge has it all – wealth, looks, and everything else.

Liu Qingqing jogged over and asked in a low voice, "What does your sister's boyfriend do?"

"I... don't know either." Dong Jun was speechless.

He doesn't know now, but he will soon find out.

Following the principle of keeping the benefits within the family, the group of several people continued to dine at Soup King Hotpot at noon.

When they learned that Soup King Hotpot was Zhang Yang's business, they were all incredibly surprised.

"Brother Zhang, I really didn't expect that Soup King Hotpot would be yours." Xiang Xiaotian couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

From office buildings to venture capital firms to five-star hotels, I always thought these were all of Brother Zhang's businesses, but in the end, I realized that everything was just the tip of the iceberg.

Brother Zhang's strength is always as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

Dong Jun, sitting opposite him, suddenly understood.

No wonder.

I heard that Soup King Hotpot has 70 stores nationwide and a net profit of at least 100 million yuan a year, which is consistent with his understanding of Zhang Yang's financial strength.

It turns out that this Brother Zhang made his fortune in the catering industry.

After lunch, the group rode in Zhang Yang's car and went straight to the InterContinental Garden Hotel.

As soon as I got out of Phantom car, the driver, Xiao Sun, was wiping the dust off the Phantom with a cloth, making it shine brightly.

Upon seeing Zhang Yang, Xiao Sun quickly ran over.

"Chairman Zhang, the car is ready. You can use it anytime."

Zhang Yang nodded, offered a few words of encouragement, and told him to go and rest, figuring he probably wouldn't need the car today.

Turning around, Dong Jun approached with a smile, his hands at his sides.

"Brother Zhang, so this Phantom is your car?"

That's right, how could that Mercedes-Benz be worthy of this Brother Zhang's wealth? Only this Phantom matches all his expectations.

It's a pity I didn't get the chance to experience riding in the Phantom.

"Yeah, the driver just drove it back," Zhang Yang said casually.

"So that's why you're driving Mercedes-Benz. By the way, that Mercedes-Benz of yours..." Dong Jun looked at the long row of identical Mercedes-Benz cars parked to the side. "Are they the hotel's limousines?"

"Yes, it's a limousine," Zhang Yang said. "Let's use it for now."

Dong Jun was speechless.

Are hotel chauffeured vehicles something that can be used by just anyone?

In reality, hotel limousines are not meant to be used by just anyone, unless that person has a special status.

Dong Jun's doubts didn't last long.

In the hotel lobby, when he saw how the hotel management addressed Zhang Yang, all his doubts were instantly resolved.

"Brother Zhang, this... this... this hotel is..."

Dong Jun said excitedly.

"Xiao Dong, you're here for a visit, where are you staying? Should I have my staff arrange rooms for you?" Zhang Yang said with a smile, casually. "I probably won't have much time to spend with you."

"This... this is too much, Brother Zhang," Dong Jun stammered.

Liu Qingqing, standing to the side, was also blushing with excitement.

Although I didn't see the Rolls-Royce Wraith that my boyfriend had mentioned about his cousin.

However, everything I saw and heard today after meeting Brother Zhang was far more exaggerated than what Dong Jun had described.

Luxury cars, mansions, and a male god this handsome.

It turns out that the almost perfect male protagonists in novels actually have real-life counterparts.

"Hey, Little Liu, book them a suite... whatever kind they like," Zhang Yang casually instructed the hotel receptionist.

He thought their relationship should have reached that point.

As for whether he'll act on his own initiative? That's a joke! Does he need to worry about what these idle people think right now?

"We... we're not living together yet," Liu Qingqing suddenly whispered from the side.

"Oh, okay, then let's book two rooms." Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously and casually gave the order. Then he took Xiang Xiaotian's hand and headed straight for the elevator.

Dong Jun stood still and looked at Liu Qingqing.

"One room... one room is enough, why do we need two?" he stammered.

"No... no way, I'm not that kind of girl." Liu Qingqing shook her head decisively, then quickly went to the front desk, talked to the receptionist to book a room, grabbed the room key, and left immediately.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to comfort Dong Jun a couple of times and give him a smile.

A moment later, Dong Jun belatedly realized what was going on.

"Oh no, the short-term trade has turned into a long-term one!" After realizing this, he was relieved he didn't slap himself.

Indeed, they lifted a stone only to drop it on their own foot.

He had heard that some girls could easily sleep with guys they'd only known for a few days, who were poor and not even necessarily handsome, but when they met truly valuable rich second-generation heirs, they would put on airs, pull and manipulate them, and maintain their status.

To put it bluntly, they want to play the long game and reap bigger rewards; they want more.

It's fine to hang out with guys who aren't worth much, since you won't get anything out of them anyway. But if you meet someone valuable, there's a lot more to gain, so naturally you don't want to just sleep with them so easily.

"So, I was hanged?"

Dong Jun felt like crying but had no tears left, wondering what value he could possibly have!

However, she has a very wealthy aunt, and her cousin has an extremely wealthy boyfriend.

Why do you still want to control yourself?

"That gold digger!" he muttered angrily, picked up his room key, and headed towards the elevator, intending to check in first.