Shen Fang took in Gui Lunmei's expression and whispered in her ear, "Will you wear black stockings for me tonight, Xiao Mei?"
Upon hearing this, Gwei Lun-mei blushed instantly and pinched Chen Fang.
Shen Fang looked at the contract with an unchanged expression; there were no problems.
"Xiaomei, show me your ID card. Sign here."
Gwei Lun-mei took out her ID card and handed it to Manager Liu, who was standing next to her. Then she wrote her name on the purchase contract.
Shen Fang took out his black gold centurion jacket and handed it to Manager Liu.
"How long does it take to get the property ownership certificate?"
Fatty Huang glanced at the black and gold Centurion card, his eyes wide with shock. This card was rare in Beijing, and it was definitely not issued by Citibank in China.
"It should take about a week to complete the transfer procedures. Mr. Shen, I heard you're interested in finding a manor?"
Shen Fang lit a cigarette and handed one to Fatty Huang, who accepted it with both hands.
"That's right, I'm planning to buy a manor to play around with, but I don't want one in the suburbs."
Upon hearing this, Fatty Huang smiled wryly: "President Shen, most of the manors in Beijing are located in the suburbs, and the interiors are basically either embassies or places for receiving foreign guests."
"Not in the city?"
Fatty Huang smiled and said, "Yes, but if you want to buy it, the price will be sky-high, and they might not even sell it."
Shen Fang glanced at Fatty Huang: "Not necessarily selling?"
Fatty Huang nodded: "You're lucky. This house will be completed at the end of this year. If you want to buy it, you need to verify your funds, and secondly, developers usually don't sell to ordinary people. It's an unspoken rule; developers consult fortune tellers, and ordinary people can't control the situation. Do you know about Tiangong?"
Shen Fang shook his head: "Never heard of it."
"Excuse me, what kind of business do you run?"
Shen Fang stroked his chin: "I'm a student."
Fatty Huang...
"Ahem, you're so funny."
Gwei Lun-mei, who was standing nearby, chuckled and said, "He really is a student, I'm not lying to you."
Fatty Huang looked at Shen Fang and Gwei Lun-mei with a strange gaze. If it weren't for their extraordinary demeanor, wealthy attire, and recent home purchase, he would have thought they might have some serious illness.
Shen Fang was overjoyed: "I started a media company, make movies, and also set up a technology company, oh, and a snack company. Don't worry about the money, I can afford anything, even the most expensive ones."
Fatty Huang looked completely bewildered. What the heck? One minute it's a media company, the next a technology company, and then a snack company.
"No, it's like this, Mr. Shen, could you tell me more? I'm getting dizzy just listening to you. Please clarify your identity so I can talk to the developer."
Shen Fang flashed a bright white smile: "Have you heard of Longteng Media?"
Fatty Huang shook his head.
"Heroes, you've heard of them, haven't you?"
Fatty Huang nodded repeatedly: "Of course I've heard of you, Mr. Shen???"
"I am an investor in Hero, director Zhang Yimou is signed with our company, and I am also a major shareholder of Tencent and the owner of Liangpin Shop. Do you think I am qualified to buy that Tiangong thing?"
Huang Pangzi was dumbfounded when he heard this: "He knows about Penguin and Liangpin Shop. Penguin has become very famous recently, and it's being featured in all kinds of financial and news sections. He also loves playing the vegetable stealing game."
"Wow, you're really a hidden talent, so successful at such a young age."
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