Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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"You've got quite some taste!" The two sat across from each other at a luxurious Nordic-style marble table, where the tableware was already set.

"This wasn't my doing, all arranged by my personal assistant. I just moved in with a single suitcase!"

"Forget what I just said!" Wang Cong was already raring to go, "By the way, remember what we talked about last night? If you couldn't deliver the Italian Alba White Truffle and Almas Caviar, you'd have to livestream doing a handstand while pooping tonight!"

Wang Cong seemed to already have the scene in his mind. "Don't worry, I'll definitely help get your video recommended on popular pages and even add a few panda 'hahaha' stickers for you!"

"You might be disappointed!" Fang Jueyu smiled slightly. He pressed a small button on the side of the table, and several chefs pushed in carts from outside the door.

Shiny silver platters were placed on the table, and the chefs skillfully opened the plate in front of Wang Cong, then poured a small cup of strong liquor over a steak cooked to medium well, lighting up the griddle as if by magic.

"What kind of beef is this? Why does it have a floral fragrance?" Wang Cong had tasted countless beef dishes, even the legendary Kobe beef raised on Kobe lobsters, but he had never encountered anything like this.

"Don't ask me! I don't know either!" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang, this is a special batch of Wagyu beef, different from regular Wagyu. These Wagyu are fed with specially cultivated feed, and during their long growth process, their meat also acquires the feed's natural fragrance. This beef is produced only 2000 kilograms per year, just 1/20th of ordinary Wagyu beef."

"Fang Jueyu, you're the real deal! You're serving me such great stuff on my visit!" Wang Cong drew in a deep breath, holding back from grabbing it with his hands for the sake of face.

"It's nothing, I eat like this every meal!"

"You…" Wang Cong said as he took out his phone.

"Wait, what are you doing? Planning to post on Weibo again?" Fang Jueyu quickly stood up.

"I've held it back all morning. After letting you show off for so long, can't I vent a little?" Wang Cong said, uploading the photos he'd sneakily taken today.

A panoramic view of the villa, five supercars, a piano, and this plate of beef, accompanied by the caption: "Visited the bigwig's house today, feeling utterly humble!"

In no time, that post blew up!

"Pagani Huayra! Damn, a lifelong dream!"

"Why do I see something strange mixed in? How is there a Wuling Hongguang in that corner!"

"Whose place is this anyway? @Principal Wang, please explain!"

"I just used my years of Photoshop skills to zoom in on that piano, guess what I found on the side of it?"

"Commenter Upstairs: What does this say? Can't read it!"

"Idiot! Can't recognize it's Chinese? But it doesn't look like modern writing. Damn! Is this the piano Chopin played?"

"66666! Bowing to the bigwig!"

"I'm hungry, Principal Wang!"

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"Stop scrolling! Your truffle and caviar are here!"

The chef brought out a plate of fruit salad and a plate of white truffle, the fruit salad nearly covered with a layer of caviar.@@novelbin@@

"Don't try to fool me, I've had Italian Alba White Truffle and Almas Caviar before. Don't try to pass off ordinary goods as something special!"

Wang Cong scooped a bit from the salad, and as the caviar touched his lips, his pupils widened several times over. It was that taste, unbelievably fresh, as if it wasn't canned!

"How... how did you manage this overnight!" From the taste, it definitely wasn't something he had stockpiled at home; it was too fresh.

"I had it flown in directly on my private jet from Iran." Fang Jueyu began slicing his steak, entirely ignoring Wang Cong's expression as if he'd eaten something foul, "It just arrived this morning, very fresh. I even had some for breakfast. Not bad at all."

"You really know how to incite envy, don't you?" Wang Cong gave up on maintaining appearance. Such things weren't everyday occurrences; he had to eat until Fang Jueyu cried!

"Hey, hey, hey, are you reincarnated hungry ghosts? Leave some for me!"

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Two billion-dollar young men feasted at the table without a care for their manners, drawing a slight smile from the chef. He didn't understand the world of young people; he only needed to do his job well.

Placing the remaining food on the table, the chefs quietly left the villa pushing their carts.

Dozens of minutes later, the two laid on the sofa with their bellies bulging, leaving almost nothing on the table.

"Fang Jueyu, your... your chef's food is amazing. From now on, I'm coming here often to freeload!" Wang Cong mumbled.

"Scram! This isn't a cafeteria!" Fang Jueyu laughed and cursed.

"I don't care, or I'll stay here tonight and not leave!" Wang Cong shamelessly replied.

"You! Do you think I won't drive you to my mental hospital in my Wuling Hongguang?" Fang Jueyu joked, "My hospital's equipment is top-notch! Electrotherapy is even stronger than Professor Yang's!"

"Quit kidding!" Wang Cong couldn't help but laugh thinking of that mental hospital.

One was a principal, one a dean. Netizens already nicknamed them the "Haier Brothers" online.

"I, Wang Cong, am not someone who accepts favors without reciprocating!" Wang Cong declared, "Just for this meal alone, I'll have your media company's operational licenses and everything sorted within a week!"

"Hahaha, then I'll count on you." With Wang Cong stepping in, he would surely help eliminate many troubles.

"Alright, I should get going!" Wang Cong stood up, "Starting today, I'm getting busy with the film city project. In a couple of days, I will first set up a meeting with the actors to discuss salaries and schedules."

"Great! If you need money, just let me know. No need to save me any. The more you spend, the happier I am!" Fang Jueyu teased ungraciously.

"You're a freak!" Wang Cong lazily walked out of Fang Jueyu's villa, "I'm off, don't bother seeing me out!"

"I never intended to!" Fang Jueyu slammed the door shut with a bang, lacking any of the host's warmth.

Having resolved many matters, Fang Jueyu was in a great mood. But there was still a significant task in a few days. On Friday, Fu Zi would be pressured by her parents into a blind date, and now that was a top priority!

"Sister Xiaoying, are all arrangements in place?" Fang Jueyu called Zhuang Ying.

"Rest assured, everything is proceeding according to your plan, with just one last step, which will also be sorted out by tomorrow!"

"That's good!" Fang Jueyu unconsciously smiled, "Snatch my brother's girl? You probably don't even know how to spell 'danger,' do you?"

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