"What are you two doing?" Aunt Ma, wearing a floral dress, sized up Chu Fang and his companion, her eyes full of caution. "Let me remind you, our community has surveillance cameras, and the security guards aren't pushovers. Don't even think about messing with the residents."

“... ..."

Well, they're now suspected of being thieves.

Chu Fang spoke slowly and deliberately: "Auntie, we are not thieves. We just want to rent an apartment in this community. Are there any spare rooms available for rent in the second unit of the 20th floor of the building?"

He was handsome and dashing, hardly the look of a thief... Aunt Ma suddenly realized, her vigilance lessened, and with a kind expression, she said softly, "No, all the apartments on our floor are already occupied."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang was disappointed.

Seeing the young man's disappointed face, Aunt Ma said warmly, "There should be extra rooms available for rent in other units of our community. I'll ask around for you."

"Sigh!" Chu Fang sighed and made up a story on the spot: "1120 is my lucky number. I just want to rent an apartment in a 20-story building with two units."

Not being neighbors with Zhong Tingyue, even though they lived in the same neighborhood, didn't feel very interesting to Chu Fang.

After all, cities are different from rural areas; there is very little contact between neighbors in cities.

"Then there's nothing I can do to help." Aunt Ma shrugged and prepared to walk towards the residential area, saying as she went, "We can't possibly rent our house to you, can we?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly called out to the other party, "Aunt Ma, wait a minute."

"What? It's almost noon, and I need to get home and cook."

Chu Fang walked up, thought for a moment, and said, "Auntie, can you sell your house to me?"

ah?

Ren Feiping couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Did he really buy a house just to pick up girls?

Are you crazy?

But I immediately realized what was happening and thought about it.

That seems understandable.

After all, Chu Fanghao was inhuman, using less than a month's income to pursue girls.

No problem!

Depend on!

Ren Feiping spat lightly.

The wealthy always have such simple and unpretentious consumption habits.

"Forget it..."

Ren Feiping, with the client's best interests at heart, tried to dissuade Chu Fang, but the latter waved his hand, and Ren Feiping immediately stopped.

Chu Fang was a wealthy man who had seen countless grand occasions and had his own ideas and perspectives. Ren Feiping didn't consider himself superior to Chu Fang; otherwise, he would have been a rich man himself.

Since the customer is going to do it, there's no need for him to dissuade them.

"Auntie, what do you think?" Chu Fang asked when he saw Aunt Ma standing there in a daze.

Aunt Ma slowly came to her senses, staring straight at him: "Young man, are you out of your mind?"

Who would have thought that the two of them would want to buy her house after meeting for less than three minutes?

People buy houses after careful selection, visiting countless properties, comparing them meticulously, and finally deciding to take out a loan to buy one.

"No," Chu Fang shook his head. "I genuinely want to buy your house."

"No sale." Aunt Ma shook her head, feeling that this handsome young man was hopeless. She picked up her shopping basket. "That's my house. If I sell it to you, where will my family live? Under a bridge?"

Chu Fang quickly explained, "Auntie, I'm buying, not robbing. I'm offering to buy your house at a high price, is that alright?"

"How high?" Aunt Ma rolled her eyes. "My house is worth at least five million now."

"I'll offer six million."

"You son of a bitch..." Aunt Ma wanted to get angry, but the next words got stuck in her throat, and she swallowed them back. Then she stretched her neck and asked, "Six million?"

Chu Fang nodded: "Yes, six million."

Ren Feiping, standing to the side, twitched the corner of his mouth.

The purchase price of a house increased by one million.

That's incredibly extravagant.

Of all the wealthy people he had ever met, Chu Fang was unique.

Aunt Ma frowned: "Are you kidding me?"

"I really mean it," Chu Fang replied. To show his sincerity, he took out his car keys and pressed the button on the LaFerrari parked at the entrance. The LaFerrari immediately emitted a unique sound, stunning the onlookers who all turned to look at him.

Chu Fang said to Aunt Ma, "That luxury car is mine. I should have enough money left over after buying two houses from your family."

“... ..."

Aunt Ma turned around and looked at the handsome and luxurious sports car, which shone brightly.

Although she didn't know much about cars, she had at least seen them before. Based on her experience, she knew that the car was a luxury car, something that ordinary people could hardly afford in their entire lives.

Aunt Ma froze for a moment, scratched her face, and asked unconsciously, "Are you sick?"

At this moment, she believed that Chu Fang had the ability, but she always felt that his behavior was not something a human being could do.

A rich second-generation heir who drives a luxury car worth tens of millions of dollars, who has a large apartment and villa, insisted on buying her family's house.

What's the point?

Is it because of poor security in the community? Or because of crowded elevators?

But she quickly dismissed those absurd thoughts, her eyes shining brightly: "Really?"

"certainly."

"You're not lying to me?"

"I have no reason to lie to you."

"Then why did you buy my house?"

"How about experiencing ordinary life?" Chu Fang rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, okay." Chu Fang's lie reminded Aunt Ma of a TV series, "Kangxi's Private Visits," in which the emperor would show concern for the people's plight when he was bored. The two stories had similarities.

She was overwhelmed with emotion and didn't know what to say.

Chu Fang asked, "Are you selling or not? If not, I'm going to find other owners in the neighborhood."

"Sell!" Aunt Ma replied decisively.

Her house was worth five million, but she sold it for six million, making a net profit of one million.

Where on earth can you find such a good thing?

The fool won't do it.

“Okay.” Chu Fang nodded. “Let’s add each other on WeChat. I’ll send you my private lawyer’s contact information in a bit. You can talk to him. He can handle everything for me.”

They even have private lawyers, that's impressive.

After adding each other on WeChat, Aunt Ma beamed with joy, looking like a Maitreya Buddha. Seeing that it was almost noon, she suggested, "Young man, let me treat you to lunch."

"No need, Auntie." Chu Fang waved his hand. "I have something to attend to. Thank you for your kindness. I hope to finalize the purchase process as soon as possible. You should go home and prepare. I'd like to move in next week."

“Okay, no problem at all.” Aunt Ma hurriedly walked towards the community, her steps as swift as lightning.

... ...

Watching the figure disappear, Chu Fang turned around. The security guard, his face full of wrinkles, clicked his tongue in amazement: "Young man, what were you thinking?"

"Hehe." Chu Fang didn't respond, and casually put the pack of cigarettes into the security guard's hand. "Thank you for your help, sir. Please take good care of me in the future."

After saying that, he walked straight out the door.

"I just can't figure it out," the security guard muttered, subconsciously lighting a cigarette before snapping back to reality. "Oh, Hua Zi is still the most comfortable."

Chu Fang and Ren Feiping walked up to the LaFerrari. A large crowd had gathered around them. After all, they were all ordinary people who had never seen such a luxurious car before.

Upon seeing the car owner arrive, the crowd parted to make way for them, their eyes fixed on the two of them.

Chu Fang didn't take it to heart, opened the door and got into the car, and the two disappeared into the bustling traffic under the gaze of everyone.