Gotta Call Him Uncle

During the day, Zhang Yang naturally continued taking photos and checking in at those classic landmark spots in Yudu.

Not many, only a few left. It should be finished in about a morning.

Therefore, Guan Jiaqi specially took half a day off to accompany Zhang Yang and explore the beautiful streets and alleys of Yudu together.

The staggered steps, the city buildings nestled amidst towering mountains, the ubiquitous rivers and lakes, and the Yangtze River Cableway connecting the two banks...

A viewing platform offering a panoramic view of Yudu.

The Yudu, shrouded in a light mist, is spread out before your eyes.

Zhang Yang stood on the observation deck, raised his DSLR camera, and captured the scene before him.

Bite!

Congratulations, host! You have perfectly recorded all the must-see spots in the beautiful Yudu.

The reward has been issued; please go and claim it.

Zhang Yang put down his camera and smiled gently.

After several days of traveling and stopping, recording beautiful moments along the way, and even meeting a girl from Yudu, the mission is finally complete.

He gently leaned on the railing, feeling the mountain breeze, and looked at the Yuzhong Peninsula before him.

Take a small breath.

Looking up and down at the heavens and earth, the mountains and rivers stretch across the ages.

At this moment, he felt no overwhelming sense of accomplishment, only a gentle, flowing joy, like a sip of sweet water after thirst, or a cool breeze on a sweltering day.

Down the steps.

Guan Jiaqi looked up at the tall figure shrouded in the morning mist in the distance, her eyes gleaming, and remained motionless for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure suddenly turned around.

A gentle mountain breeze ruffled his hair, and sunlight shone on his profile...

Guan Jiaqi's eyes widened, and she froze.

At this moment, all the beauty of the world seems to converge here, and the fleeting glance from any male protagonist in a movie or novel seems to pale in comparison to this breathtaking sight.

Her soul seemed to have been ripped away.

"I'm all better." Zhang Yang stepped forward. "Are you alright?"

He waved in front of Guan Jiaqi.

"Ah... I..." Guan Jiaqi snapped out of her daze and quickly hooked her arm around Zhang Yang's. "I'm fine, I was just spacing out."

"Am I handsome enough to impress you?" Zhang Yang asked, amused.

"Narcissistic." Guan Jiaqi blushed but didn't deny it, though a strange, inexplicable sense of loss welled up inside her.

Because their encounter was merely a fleeting romance.

When the time comes, we will naturally go our separate ways.

A fleeting romance should be something you can easily let go of; you should cherish the encounter and part ways gracefully.

But how can she be so carefree? She'll probably never forget that brief encounter.

The two walked down the mountain side by side, Guan Jiaqi remained silent for a long while.

"Where are you going later?" she finally couldn't help but ask.

"Let's buy an apartment," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Really?" Guan Jiaqi laughed and gently wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck. "Tell me, where do you want to buy it?"

"Buy..." Zhang Yang looked at Raffles on the distant horizon, "Buy that one, Raffles, I want the one with the best river view, the biggest one... Do you want to come with me?"

"Honey, if it were someone else, I might actually believe you." Guan Jiaqi chuckled and whispered in Zhang Yang's ear, "Do you even know where that is before you buy it?"

"You'll know when you get there," Zhang Yang said, wrapping his arm around Guan Jiaqi's waist.

"Okay, go ahead and buy the tallest and biggest house." Guan Jiaqi joked, kissing Zhang Yang on the cheek. "I'll try to finish early and bring you some bread. Our shop's bread is delicious; there's always a line."

Guan Jiaqi works as a shop assistant at a well-known national chain bakery.

It's said that the founder also enjoys photography.

"Okay, then go ahead and get busy." Zhang Yang nodded.

Later that evening, Guan Jiaqi returned to the store first.

As for Zhang Yang, he naturally got down to business, heading straight for the Raffles City Chaotian Pavilion, intending to take down this aerial leap as easily as possible.

For him, luxury homes are naturally as commonplace as eating a meal.

There's no need to go into too much detail.

Upon arriving at the sales office and providing his identification information, a staff member who had been waiting for him rushed out to take him to the property.

This mansion is located at an altitude of 600 meters, making it a true cloud-top house. It is even higher than the One Tree Viewing Platform at an altitude of 450 meters, offering a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains.

The property has a total area of over 1,300 square meters, is a duplex, and is priced at over 100 million yuan. In addition, this luxury home requires an annual tax payment of several million yuan.

But none of that matters; it's just a small amount of money.

In the afternoon, a group of people followed him as Raffles City Chaotian Pavilion.

In Yudu, paying cash outright for a luxury mansion worth over 100 million yuan is just as impactful as spending hundreds of millions of yuan on a detached villa in Magic City.

He's definitely a top-tier player.

Zhang Yang strolled around the newly acquired large apartment with great interest.

The building has a floor area of 1,300 square meters.

As far as large single-level apartments go, the area is naturally impressive, after all, it's not a villa or estate with gardens, green spaces, and large areas of usable space.

Villas have their advantages, and large apartments have theirs.

At least the feeling of being high up and overlooking the entire city is something a villa can't provide.

Standing on the 72nd floor of Raffles, enjoying a view far more expansive than the hotel suites below, overlooking the two rivers and four banks, and the misty mountain city, he truly felt a sense of uniqueness.

When buying a house, the worst thing is to find one that's all the same.

At least for now, the view from the top floor of Raffles City did give him a different feeling.

Yes, it's definitely worth collecting.

The house was bought to live in, not just to be left as decoration, so he made a phone call directly to the top-ranked interior design firm in Yudu, asking them to come up with design proposals.

If something can be done in one trip, then do it in one trip.

"Mr. Zhang, you see, we can actually design a..." The up-and-coming designer, who has won numerous awards both domestically and internationally, enthusiastically showcased his professionalism to Zhang Yang.

"Or how about this..."

Zhang Yang mostly listened, occasionally offering a few requests, and seemed quite adept at it.

Speaking of which, the renovation of his Peach Blossom Spring in Hangzhou cost 100 million yuan. The Chinese-style courtyard house, designed by Hong Kong Cheng Chung Design, is now complete. He hasn't had a chance to go and see it yet, but he should take some time to appreciate the effect of the 100 million yuan investment.

He was chatting with the others when suddenly a commotion arose in the distance, along with voices of people trying to stop him.

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie, I'm so sorry, this house already has a buyer."

"Hey, I'm warning you, don't give me that crap. I told you a long time ago to keep it, this one was one of my backup options, and now you're telling me it's sold? What kind of work are you doing?!"

In the distance, several figures were bowing and making obeisance as they walked.

The figure striding forward, ignoring all obstacles, looked somewhat familiar; it was none other than Young Master Xie, whose face was cold and weary.

Yeah, I saw him at the nightclub last night. He even ordered the Divine Dragon Set.

He glanced at it and then looked away.

He and the boy's mother, Ms. Sun, were of the same generation and were friends. In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for the boy to call him "uncle."

That noisy commotion is really loud.

"Where? Who's the buyer?" Young Master Xie rushed over, but when he saw the tall figure standing by the French windows, he was immediately stunned. "Is it you?"

"Can outsiders still come to see this house?" Zhang Yang asked the person in charge of the sales office next to him.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Zhang, it was really our negligence." The sales office manager quickly bowed and apologized.

Joke.

This Young Master Xie master Xie has an impressive family background, after all, his family is one of the top ten real estate companies in the country, but he only relies on his family. As for the person in front of them... they can still distinguish between a second-generation rich kid and a first-generation rich kid.

Even if we take a step back and assume the house already belongs to someone else, it is still theirs.

It's someone else's house, what are you going to say?

The people at the sales office all looked at Young Master Xie. "Young Master Xie, please... please don't make things difficult for us. This house already belongs to Mr. Zhang."

"Get out of the way!" A hint of arrogance flashed across Young Master Xie's face as he pointed at the people blocking his way, then looked at Zhang Yang, "Hey buddy... you bought the house, right? How about we discuss reselling it to me? I've had my eye on this house for a while now."

"Buy and sell again, do you think I'm idle?" Zhang Yang glanced at him. "Kid, stop trying to cheat here."

"Little... little kid?" Young Master Xie was taken aback, his face full of disbelief. "You call me little kid? You're a few years older than me, so why do you call me that? Who do you think you are?!"

Zhang Yang ignored him and continued talking about his own things, leaving this Young Master Xie standing there in the cold.

Being ignored is certainly unpleasant, especially for someone Young Master Xie. He's usually surrounded by people and fawned over wherever he goes.

"No... please explain yourself clearly. Who are you calling 'little kid'?" he persisted.

"Tsk." Zhang Yang genuinely found it a bit noisy.

It's not easy to fight.

It's like asking if you would hit your friend's or colleague's child? It's not that you shouldn't, but it's that arguing with younger people over such trivial matters is beneath you.

If you ignore them, they'll buzz around like a fly or a bee.

"Why don't you go back and ask your mom?" Zhang Yang took out his phone, found Chairman Sun's number from Yujiang Real Estate, and showed it to him. "Or should I call her?"

Young Master Xie's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on the phone screen in front of him.

That's right... it's his mother's private number.

There were even several call records that were quite long.

He froze, all traces of weariness and indifference vanishing from his face. His eyes darted between the phone screen and Zhang Yang.

He started stammering.

"You... you, I... I."

"Stop talking, go wherever you want, don't cause trouble for me." Zhang Yang glanced at him and put away his phone. "I'm pretty busy... Xiao Zhou, please continue."

Zhang Yang then called over the designer, and they continued their conversation.

The surroundings were quiet. Everyone looked at Young Master Xie, who looked flustered, unsure whether to leave or stay. They all found it unbelievable.

"Young Master Xie, young master, please." The staff at the sales office said respectfully.

Young Master Xie's expression changed several times, and then the next second, he turned around and left.

Observing Zhang Yang's words and expressions, everyone became even more humble to the core when facing him.

Judging from this, is this... is this a big shot who can be on par with Chairman Sun of Yujiang Real Estate? No wonder he casually bought this river-view penthouse worth over 100 million yuan in cash.

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Downstairs at Raffles City, Young Master Xie, with a sullen face and holding his breath, silently got into his bright red LaFerrari.

"Do you know my mom?"

"No... why would my mom know him?"

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, so he stepped on the gas and drove straight to the Yujiang Real Estate headquarters in Yudu.

I don't know how much time passed, but we arrived at the headquarters of Yujiang Real Estate.

With a roar of its engine, the LaFerrari arrogantly stopped right outside the building.

The observant security guards had already jogged over.

"Hello, Mr. Xie."

"The keys." Young Master Xie tossed the car keys over and strode into the building without looking back.

Along the way, passing employees recognized him.

"Hello, Mr. Xie."

Good afternoon, Young Master Xie.

They certainly knew the second son of their own group, a well-known super-rich second-generation heir in Yudu, and a frequent subject of various online gossip.

With a cold expression, Young Master Xie walked straight to the elevator and headed straight for the administration floor.

He walked straight into the chairman's office.

"Oh... Young Master Xie, the chairman is seeing guests." A figure stood up at the door and quickly stopped him.

"Sister Mai?" Young Master Xie paused. This was his mother's assistant, and even he had to treat her with respect.

"Please wait a moment, and come back to see the chairman later," Maya advised.

"How long will it take?" Young Master Xie asked impatiently.

"I'm not sure either," Maya said, gently shaking her head. "Why don't you sit down for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Mai." Young Master Xie nodded and walked straight to the meeting room next door, intending to sit for a while and wait for his mother to finish her meeting.

He still has some basic sense of propriety when it comes to such important matters.

A moment later, the tea was served.

He sipped his tea, but his eyes were fixed on a large group photo displayed in the conference room.

The group photo contained fewer than twenty people, all of whom were business leaders whose wealth, power, and status far surpassed, or even exceeded, that of their mothers.

He knew that these were all members of the Yangtze Club, which his mother had joined.

These are all super-powerful figures; their mere presence can have a huge impact on an entire industry.

However, among this group of middle-aged and elderly men, one figure stood out remarkably, and looked incredibly familiar...

He felt a little tremble.

"Sister Mai... Sister Mai, this group photo?" he stammered, pointing at the photo.

"This?" Maya looked at the group photo. "Our Yujiang Real Estate is the organizer of this year's Yangtze Club Council meeting. This is a group photo of the council members."

"Is he one too?" Young Master Xie asked tremblingly.

Maya stepped forward and took a look, her face inexplicably flushing slightly. "Yes, this is General Manager Zhang, and also a member of the council."

Young Master Xie's face paled.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside.

"The chairman has finished meeting with his guests, I'll go see them off." Maya quickly said, then turned and walked out of the conference room.

Young Master Xie stood there, stunned for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed.

"Young Master Xie, the chairman requests your presence," Maya whispered at the door.

Young Master Xie seemed to snap out of a daze, responded, and hurriedly headed towards the chairman's office.