The lawyer had seen many listed companies with market capitalizations of billions or tens of billions, but this was the first time he had met a billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions. Most importantly, he was not a billionaire whose net worth was measured by market capitalization, as that kind of thing is very illusory, like a castle in the air.
This was the first time he had ever met a billionaire whose wealth was calculated based on fixed assets, stocks, funds, real estate, and bank deposits.
The lawyer's mind conjured up Chu Fang's young and handsome face. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's... outrageous."
... ...
The next day, Chu Fang, knowing that his assets had been calculated, leisurely arrived at the company.
Since his daily income far exceeded his expenses, he hasn't paid much attention to how much money he has. He can't spend it all anyway, and all he knows is that it's a long string of numbers. He also really wants to know how much money he has.
"President Chu."
Upon arriving at the legal department, I was greeted by numerous lawyers.
"You've all worked hard these past few days," Chu Fang said. "I promise you, your salary will be double this month."
He knew that these lawyers were working overtime and staying up late to calculate their assets, and were extremely exhausted.
The senior lawyer compiled a document containing a series of asset data and handed it to Chu Fang. Chu Fang took it, flipped directly to the last page, and quietly counted the numbers: "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions, billions..."
He raised an eyebrow: "Huh? There are so many? Did you miscalculate?"
Upon closer inspection, the amount exceeded 20 billion, far beyond his expectations.
He originally thought that he had only had the 'cheat code' for five or six years, and had spent a lot of money during that time, which should be at most a hundred billion. How did it break two hundred billion?
The lawyer explained, "Rising stock prices, rising property values, and all sorts of other factors contribute to the appreciation of your assets."
"Oh~~~" Chu Fang thought for a moment and understood.
Many of his assets are appreciating in value, and his extravagant spending doesn't cost much.
Chu Fang closed the file and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
“It’s what we should do,” the lawyer nodded with a smile.
"Alright, that's enough for today. You guys have the day off. Find a nice hotel for dinner, it's on me."
Seeing Chu Fang leave, the lawyers exchanged bewildered glances, then suddenly cheered:
"Yay!"
"Finally, I can rest."
"Boss, find a high-end hotel, we're going to have a really good meal."
Kang Bo leaned against the doorway and asked curiously, "How much?"
"President Chu instructed that I cannot disclose anything," the senior lawyer said with a smile and a shake of his head. "I can only say... a lot."
... ...
As night slowly falls, the city lights illuminate the world.
"Wuhu, I'm back!"
Zhong Rou made her dazzling entrance as usual, but suddenly sensed something was off about the atmosphere at home. She saw her older sister staring blankly at the documents in her hand, while her brother-in-law, Chu Fang, looked smug.
She curiously peeked into the document in her older sister's hand, which was covered with densely packed numbers. Her gaze fell on the last line: "Two hundred and three billion eighty-three million five hundred and twenty thousand."
She paused for a moment, then asked, "Sis, what's this? Happy Beans?"
Chu Fang said, "Nonsense! You think you can win this much Happy Beans? This is my assets, your brother-in-law's assets."
Zhong Rou's pupils dilated as she carefully examined the various data points. After reading them, she immediately knelt down in front of Chu Fang: "Brother-in-law, am I your favorite sister-in-law?"
"no."
“It doesn’t matter if I’m not,” Zhong Rou said. “I swear, I want to become your favorite sister-in-law.”
Chu Fang scoffed: "Look at you, you've never seen big money before. Can't you be as mature and composed as your sister?"
This sister-in-law is obsessed with money; she's even abandoned the most basic principles of chivalry for it.
This perfectly illustrates the classic saying: Life is precious, love is more precious. But for money, both can be sacrificed!
“My sister?” Zhong Rou nudged Zhong Tingyue, who seemed boneless as she slumped onto the sofa. “She’s not even as good as me.”
Chu Fang: "..."
... ...
The next day, Zhong Tingyue woke up, picked up the document from the bedside table, and exclaimed in surprise when she saw the numbers on it again: "My God, is this real?!"
Even after a night had passed, she still couldn't recover from that astronomical figure.
More than 20 billion...
She had estimated Chu Fang's assets, with the most extreme figure approaching 10 billion, but now it seems that her limit is not the limit.
She used to dream of expanding her studio, surpassing her fiancé in assets, and even treating him as a kept man.
"I'm still too young..."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"It's alright. Even if Chu Fang is rich, I don't care about him, so it's none of my business."
“... ..."
As she left the house, she saw her fiancé wearing a floral apron, busy in the kitchen, and her mood immediately calmed down.
"You're awake?" Chu Fang turned around and saw Zhong Tingyue leaning against the door. "Go wash up, and you can have breakfast soon."
Zhong Tingyue looked at Chu Fang's figure: "Mr. Chu, why are you so calm?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"You're a billionaire."
How can you be so calm and collected while making breakfast here?
Chu Fang said, "So what if you're a billionaire? You still eat rice and noodles, sleep in a bed, wear clothes, and live to be seventy or eighty years old before you go to your coffin. What's the difference between you and an ordinary person?"
"Anyway, I don't think so. How about you try my egg pancake?"
Zhong Tingyue took a bite: "It's delicious."
"hey-hey... ..."
When Zhong Tingyue heard her fiancé mention his billions in assets, her eyes remained unmoved; she was only happy because of the three words "it tastes delicious."
She seemed to understand what Chu Fang cared about.
Zhong Tingyue smiled as well.
“Zhong Tingyue, Zhong Tingyue, you are ultimately too narrow-minded.”
While eating breakfast, Zhong Rou looked at him intently and said, "Brother-in-law, can you give me some money?"
"No, that's mine."
"Hmph, stingy!"
Zhong Rou swallowed the egg pancake in one gulp and then went to school.
Chu Fang looked up and saw Zhong Tingyue coming out of the bedroom, wearing a floral print skirt and a simple white t-shirt. She looked fresh and elegant, and her steps exuded the gentleness and vitality of spring.
Zhong Tingyue organized her asset certificates, studio, Shanghai house, and car, and looked up to see Chu Fang staring intently at her: "What's wrong? Am I dressed wrong today?"
"Ms. Zhong, you are absolutely gorgeous."
"That's right!"
The two gathered their respective asset certificates, then left their home and headed to the Shanghai Notary Public Office.
Once Chu Fang's assets are accounted for, they naturally need to be notarized.
Although he didn't care, Zhong Tingyue did, so he just went along with the woman.
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