Yue Xiaofei held his phone, utterly stunned.
What was going on?
Bund Nos. 1-38 all belonged to me?
He had only known that his grandmother, Lu Lanxin, had left behind a vast business empire, making him the young master of Modu's Ten Great Financial Groups.
But he had not yet had time to look closely at exactly what properties it included.
This... was way too much!
That was the Bund in Modu, a place whose value could not even be described as worth its weight in gold!
Clack.
There was a soft sound.
Beside him, the lollipop in Han Duoduo's mouth fell to the ground.
Her little face, normally so mischievous and utterly fearless, was now blank with shock.
Little old me... seemed to have heard something incredible...
The entire Bund... belonged to my junior brother?
Then from now on, little old me could buy lollipops by the pound and polish off three different flavors in one go...
On the other end of the phone, Bai Zhengling continued respectfully, "Young master, where are you now? I'll send a convoy to pick you up immediately, with the highest level of service!"
"No need, Elder Bai."
Yue Xiaofei declined his kind offer. "I'll just take a taxi over myself. Don't make such a big spectacle of it."
"Well... yes, young master!"
Although somewhat surprised, Bai Zhengling immediately agreed, not daring to disobey in the slightest.
Meanwhile.
At the Bund No. 8 Club in Modu.
As Modu's most exclusive private club, it had always been a haven of lavish indulgence, gathering the city's most elite heirs of wealth and power.
Outside, limited-edition supercars stood in a row, each worth over ten million.
At that moment, however, the club was in complete uproar.
A group of impeccably dressed young men and women from