Richest Rag-picker-Chapter 48: The Tycoon’s Quirk

A moment later, the Raptor drove over, leading a small truck.

The truck slowly came to a stop, and two young men got out. They gazed at the incredibly luxurious villa before them, then at the supercar and Raptor parked beside it, their hearts filling with envy.

’Sigh, even if I work my whole life, I couldn’t afford any one of these things...’

While sighing inwardly, they put on professional smiles, approached Fang Chenyi, and bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Fang, the bedding you ordered has arrived. Where would it be convenient for us to unload it?"

Fang Chenyi nodded at the two of them. Then, smiling, he pointed to the four villas before them—Number One, Number Two, Number Three, and Number Four.

"You packed four sets, right? Please put one in each villa. For villas One and Two, I’ll take the more subdued sets. Put the fashionable one in Number Three. As for the last set, the youthful, pink one, put that in Number Four."

The two workers were stunned. ’What? Did I hear that right? These four sets go into four separate villas?’

’Does that mean all four of these villas belong to this Mr. Fang?’

’Holy crap, he’s even richer than I imagined!’

’Four villas! How much would that even cost?!’

’Sigh... God, why are you so unfair? We’re all built the same, so why is he so loaded while I’m just scraping by...’

However, before they could agree, Fang Chenyi, who had just finished speaking, suddenly turned to look at the other young man beside him. He asked with a strange look on his face:

"Uh... Yilong, the villa I gave you isn’t Number Two, Three, or Four, is it?"

’Fang Chenyi just remembered he hadn’t even checked the number when he’d tossed the keys to this kid. If he really had given him the keys to villas Two, Three, or Four, he’d have to shamelessly ask for them back.’

It wasn’t that Fang Chenyi was being stingy; he just had plans for these four villas.

Number One was the best and the largest; Fang Chenyi planned to save it for his parents.

Number Two was second only to Number One. Fang Chenyi didn’t plan to live in it himself either, intending to give it to Bai Menghan’s parents in the future.

As for Number Three, he’d keep it for himself, and Number Four was for his little sister, Fang Jinjin.

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s words, Wei Yilong, who was standing to the side, felt a bit frustrated. ’He had to bring that up? With a one-in-twelve chance, I somehow managed to draw the fourth-to-last one...’

"No, no, it’s not one of the first four. Hehe, you gave me Number Nine."

’His slight disappointment was only because he hadn’t drawn a better number. Honestly, to be able to live in such a luxurious villa, he’d have been more than content even with Number Twelve, never mind Number Nine.’

But this casual conversation, overheard by the two workers, shocked them once again.

’He was given Villa Number Nine? What does that mean? Don’t tell me nine villas in this row all belong to Fang Chenyi? Or... maybe it’s even more than nine!’

In that moment, Fang Chenyi once again redefined what "filthy rich" meant to them.

Once he confirmed he hadn’t given one of the first four villas to the kid, Fang Chenyi nodded. He smiled and told the workers they could start unloading. Then, he grabbed a large woven bag and went to open the main gates of the villas one by one.

Seeing this rich guy actually use a woven bag to carry his villa keys, the two workers and Wei Yilong were all completely dumbfounded. In their minds, they all exclaimed in unison:

’Holy crap! Now that’s what I call rich! The man keeps his villa keys in a sack!’

After a flurry of activity, and thanks to Wei Yilong’s help, it didn’t take long to move the entire truckload of bedding into the various villas.

During the move, Fang Chenyi was surprised to discover that this kid, Wei Yilong, was unusually strong. The two workers could each only carry one large bag of bedding at a time, but this guy was casually carrying one in each hand.

From how easily he was doing it, it looked like he could’ve carried three at once if the bags weren’t so bulky.

Fang Chenyi tried lifting one himself. Each bag had to weigh at least fifty or sixty pounds!

Half an hour later, all the bedding had been unloaded. After he tipped each of them 666 yuan via QR code scan, the two men left the villa complex, overjoyed.

Just as the two men returned to their truck, preparing to load up the cardboard boxes, plastic wrap, and other leftover packaging from the ground, Fang Chenyi called out to them from the villa entrance.

"Hey, hey, hold on a minute. Come on, you two, take a break. I’ll get this."

As he spoke, he rushed over, carrying that inseparable woven bag of his. This scene made the two men pause, and they quickly tried to stop him. "No, no, we couldn’t let you, Mr. Fang, do such dirty work! We’ll get it! We’ll get it!"

’Seeing the countless cardboard boxes and packing materials of all sizes left behind them, Fang Chenyi nearly started drooling. Was this a joke? This wasn’t dirty work! This was a money-making opportunity!’

Thinking this, his expression immediately hardened. "What’s the matter? Are you two looking down on me? Shoo, shoo. Go over to that Raptor and grab a case of spicy sticks each! It’d be a real slap in the face if you refused!"

His tone didn’t sound like he was just being polite. The two men glanced at each other, their eyes reflecting mutual confusion and surprise.

Seeing the two of them standing there dazed, Fang Chenyi stepped past them. Before they could react, he reached into his woven bag and pulled out a shiny trash grabber.

Quick as a flash, he reached out and snagged a cardboard box with the grabber.

[Master has picked up a used cardboard box. System reward: 500 yuan. Funds have been deposited into Master’s bank account. Please check for confirmation.]

[Master has picked up a woven bag. System reward: 300 yuan. Funds have been deposited into Master’s bank account. Please check for confirmation.]

[Master has picked up a foam board. System reward: 200 yuan. Funds have been deposited into Master’s bank account. Please check for confirmation.]

Hearing the continuous stream of reward notifications in his mind, Fang Chenyi’s face broke into a wide grin. ’Heh heh, picking up trash really is awesome! Just like that, I made at least a thousand yuan!’

But while he was cheerfully picking up trash, the two workers and Wei Yilong behind him were gawking in disbelief.

’Luxury villas, supercars, a designer suit... What the fuck? None of this matches what he’s doing right now!’

’Holy crap, so it’s true that these rich guys really do have weird hobbies!’

Staring at Fang Chenyi’s back as he picked up trash, one of the workers couldn’t help but mutter under his breath.

[To be continued...]