Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 190 - 188: I’ll Treat You to a Good Meal

Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 190 - 188: I’ll Treat You to a Good Meal

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Chapter 190: Chapter 188: I’ll Treat You to a Good Meal

And so, for the first time, Principal Wang, hailed as the number one trust fund baby, experienced what it meant to have his imagination limited by poverty.

’Four billion! A full four billion just to decorate his house. Even my old man wouldn’t dare to do something like this!’

’What kind of audacity is that! Just how much money does he have?!’

After bustling about for half an hour, they finally had the living room properly arranged.

Looking at the house, worth tens of millions, now decorated with billions of yuan in ornaments, Principal Wang was too stunned to even comment.

Fang Chenyi also looked at the various decorations neatly arranged in the living room and nodded in satisfaction. He snapped his fingers. "Haha, not bad. Thanks for the hard work, you two. Let’s go, let’s go. Lunch is on me today. Don’t anyone hold back!"

Beside him, Wei Yilong glanced at his watch with a sigh and muttered under his breath:

"Boss, it’s already past two in the afternoon... Sigh, even an emperor doesn’t send his soldiers to fight on an empty stomach."

"Haha, Yilong, you’re not in great shape, are you? We’ve barely done any work and you’re already tired. Look at Xiaowang... Uh, Xiaowang, why are you sitting on the floor?"

Chatting and laughing, the three of them walked out of the villa. Seeing that Fang Chenyi showed no intention of locking the door, Wei Yilong couldn’t help but remind him:

"Boss, you haven’t locked the door."

’Are you kidding me? There are four billion yuan worth of treasures inside! What if they get stolen because he didn’t even lock the door?’

Hearing this, Principal Wang was taken aback for a moment, then asked with some confusion:

"Brother Fang, don’t tell me you don’t even have security here? I was wondering why I didn’t run into any guards on my way in. Brother Fang, that’s not good. You have so much to lose. It’s not safe without your own security force. You might be a good fighter, but you’re not home every day, are you?"

’I never really thought about it that much before. Now that Principal Wang mentions it, he has a point. My business is growing faster and faster; it’s inevitable that I’ll attract the attention of people with ulterior motives.’

’Thinking about it, I really need to build up my own team as soon as possible, for both business and security. The sooner, the better.’

’But this isn’t something that can be done overnight. I’ll have to sit down and plan it out properly later.’

He nodded with a sigh.

"It’s mainly because I don’t like the feeling of being watched all day, so I never arranged for any. Haha, alright, let’s go. We’ll eat first and talk about whatever over the meal."

After speaking, he strode forward.

Seeing this, Principal Wang and Wei Yilong exchanged a look, and they both saw the same two words in each other’s eyes: ’Next level!’

The two of them quickened their pace to catch up with Fang Chenyi, and Principal Wang asked, a bit puzzled:

"Brother Fang, where are you headed? The cars are over there."

Fang Chenyi kept walking forward without turning his head and said:

"Isn’t that obvious? We’re going to eat, of course. It’s just a short walk, why would we need a car?"

At his words, Principal Wang looked around in confusion. ’This is a huge villa complex, but I don’t see any restaurants around here?’

Fortunately, his confusion was quickly resolved. Under Fang Chenyi’s lead, the three of them soon stopped in front of another villa.

"Old Cha, just whip up a few dishes and a large bowl of rice."

Fang Chenyi didn’t even go inside, simply plopping down in the gazebo by the rockery in the small courtyard before calling out toward the villa.

Then, while Principal Wang was still trying to figure out what was going on, a foreigner in a full chef’s uniform walked out briskly. He approached Fang Chenyi, gave him a very respectful bow, and then spoke:

"Ah, my dear boss, what style of cuisine would you like, or shall I prepare a fusion mix for you?"

He waved his hand. "You decide. Just make enough for the three of us."

Old Char acknowledged the order and hurried back into the villa.

Seeing this, Principal Wang couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Running a restaurant out of a villa... Brother Fang, the residents in your villa complex sure are unique."

Hearing this, before Fang Chenyi could even speak, Wei Yilong chimed in, looking at Principal Wang as if he were a country bumpkin.

"Heh, Brother Wang, this just shows how little you’ve seen. This isn’t a restaurant, it’s the Boss’s personal cafeteria. See that? This entire villa complex, except for the last two houses, all belong to the Boss. And let me tell you, any one of the Boss’s five chefs could run circles around those so-called Michelin head chefs. Just you wait. The last time I ate here, I nearly swallowed my own tongue."

Principal Wang wasn’t surprised that almost the entire villa complex belonged to Fang Chenyi. After all, for a guy who could casually drop four billion on antiques to decorate his living room, owning a few villas was just a drop in the bucket.

Never mind just these few villas; Principal Wang wouldn’t have been surprised to hear the entire residential area was his.

After all, the nouveau riche these days had all sorts of eccentricities. It wasn’t unheard of for a tycoon to buy an entire building just to live in it.

Besides, this guy had a history of being eccentric. A man this wealthy was, if he recalled correctly, last seen carrying a woven plastic bag and collecting scraps.

’But speaking of which, it’s strange... I don’t see him with his woven bag today.’ Thinking this, Principal Wang couldn’t help but ask with a smile:

"Brother Fang, how come I don’t see you with your woven bag? What’s up? Given up on contributing to the integration and reuse of social resources?"

Hearing this, Fang Chenyi casually patted an expensive-looking satchel beside him, unzipped it, and showed it to Principal Wang.

"See? It’s in here now. This environmental protection business can’t be completed in a day or two. You have to have perseverance. I’ve already made up my mind to strive my entire life for the integration and reuse of social resources, for the cause of environmentalism!"

...Erm...

’His words made lines of exasperation appear on both Principal Wang’s and Wei Yilong’s foreheads. Collecting scraps is just collecting scraps. Why does he have to make it sound so grand and righteous?’

As they were speaking, Old Char and a few other chefs came out, each carrying a dish.

Just one look at the dishes, so perfect in color and aroma, and Principal Wang and Wei Yilong’s mouths began to water uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Fang Chenyi stopped his bragging. With a grand wave of his hand, he declared, "Time to eat!"

...

"Mmm, this is delicious! So delicious! Brother Fang, your chef is an amazing cook! This is better than anything I’ve ever eaten! No, no, I have to move in with you!"

The way Principal Wang was eating now could only be described as ravenous. He looked nothing like the number one trust fund baby.

"You want to stay here? Do you have that much free time?"

Principal Wang swallowed the delicious food in his mouth, smacked his lips, and then explained:

"Free? I’m busy as hell! The PUBG National Finals are being held in Qinhuang Island in half a month. I brought my team here early to help them acclimate."

[To be continued...]

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