I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 732 Singapore Trip

White lotus root, however, was unwilling to go.

"If Director Xia can't decide something, then you should decide it. Do you think I don't trust you? Besides, where would I stay if I went?"

Where will we stay?!

This?
Fang Qingye had no choice but to go alone.

Short-term tourist visas to Singapore are easy to obtain, especially for wealthy people like Fang Qingye. He quickly obtained his visa and boarded a flight from Shanghai to Singapore, once again traveling alone.

As the plane landed at Singapore Changi Airport, Fang Qingye carried her suitcase through customs and security to the departure hall, where she heard a child call out, "Dad."

Then he saw Xia Qingqing, wearing a white bubble dress, run over and jump into his arms, followed by Xia He, who was also wearing a white dress.

Fang Qingye smiled and picked up his daughter, kissing her on the cheek. Xia He also carried his suitcase, and the three of them walked out of the waiting hall.

Upon arriving at the parking lot, I got into a brand-new white Porsche Macan.

“I saw a lot of women driving cars like this in the Sentosa Cove villa area, so I bought one too. SUVs have a lot of space, making it convenient to pick up and drop off the kids and go shopping,” Xia He said as she drove.

"However, it's quite expensive. Including the Certificate of Entitlement (COE), it costs a total of 50 Singapore dollars, which is equivalent to 270 million RMB."

Singapore has some of the highest car prices in the world, mainly due to the government's Certificate of Entitlement (COE), a 10-year license issued by the government. You must obtain a COE before you can buy a car.

Fang Qingye didn't take it seriously.

"Then let's buy it. It's not like we're short of money, is it, little darling?" Fang Qingye said, sitting in the back seat holding her daughter and teasing her.

"Really? Aoba, then I thought you were quite low-key in China," Xia He said with a smile.

“That’s different. You live in the Sentosa Bay villa area now. Everyone else drives luxury cars worth millions, but you drive an ordinary car worth two or three hundred thousand. I reckon the security guards will ask you a few more questions when you enter the community.”

Xia He burst out laughing.

As the car drove away from Changi Airport Terminal 3, what greeted us was not the sweltering heat, but the gentle breeze of Southeast Asia.

Xia He skillfully turned onto Changi Coast Road, while Fang Qingye admired the scenery along the way.

On one side is a dense, impenetrable tropical rainforest, and on the other side, a tranquil sea occasionally flashes by, with the hazy outline of Johor Bahru, Malaysia, on the opposite shore.

We drove onto East Coast Parkway. The Singapore Strait was on our right. The road gradually rose, eventually leading to the highway, where the city skyline began to take center stage. The skyscrapers of the Central Business District gleamed in the sunlight.

After passing through the city tunnel, the road begins to wind its way up into the Mount Faber area. Quiet residential areas line both sides, shaded by green trees. Soon you reach the entrance to Sentosa Island.
Sentosa Island is located in the south of Singapore's main island and is connected to the main island by a causeway. It is Singapore's most famous resort island and is known as "Singapore's backyard" and "jewel of fun".

Passing through that iconic gate, the surroundings change instantly; the hustle and bustle is shut out, replaced by the sophistication and leisure of a resort.

As the car wound its way along Sentosa Cove Road, one side was a tranquil harbor filled with luxury yachts, their white masts contrasting beautifully with the azure sky; the right side featured modern residential buildings and villas with simple exteriors, predominantly white and gray.

Finally, the car drove onto a road called Cove Drive, which was quieter, with only the rustling of palm trees in the wind and birdsong in the distance.

The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern villa with light-colored exterior walls and large floor-to-ceiling windows. The house number simply read: No. 28.

The gate slowly opened, and a car drove in and parked in front of the villa.

"We're home!" The little girl jumped happily off the car.

Just then, a woman in her thirties with a wheatish complexion walked out of the villa, wearing a T-shirt, floral trousers, and flat sandals. "Her name is Maria, and she's my Filipino maid," Xia He explained, then said to Maria.

"His name is Fang Qingye, he is Qingqing's father. You can call him Mr. Fang from now on."

“Okay, Sister Xia.” Maria quickly replied and respectfully greeted him, “Mr. Fang, hello.”

"Hello, Maria." Fang Qingye noticed Maria's hands; her fingers were short and strong, and her knuckles were slightly large and rough from long-term contact with cleaning agents.

Maria took Fang Qingye's suitcase from the trunk and walked into the villa.

Fang Qingye looked around the villa: it was a three-story modern-style building with a facade mainly made of white stucco and light-colored wood veneer, and large floor-to-ceiling windows, making it look bright and airy.

In front of the villa is an automatic gated garage that can accommodate two cars, as well as a private front yard surrounded by low walls and greenery.

Holding her daughter's hand, Fang Qingye entered the living room on the first floor. The living room had a high ceiling and the floor was covered with cool gray Italian marble. On one side was an open-plan dining room and kitchen.

"You can get to the backyard from here."

Fang Qingye followed Xia He out through the open glass door and saw a private swimming pool and wooden deck. There was also an outdoor shower and barbecue area next to it.

The second and third floors mainly consist of bedrooms, bathrooms, and a multi-functional room such as a study. There is also a private balcony on the third floor.

Fang Qingye stood on the balcony. Although she couldn't see the sea view, she could overlook the swimming pool and green space in the center of the community and the mast of the Shengtao Bay Yacht Club in the distance.

"Qingye, the entire villa covers an area of ​​850 square meters and has a total of 5 bedrooms. There is also a maid's room on the first floor, which is enough for living. The house also has a security system that is connected to the alarm system of the community security center. There are security guards patrolling the community 24 hours a day, so you don't have to worry about safety."

“I plan to hire another regular outsourced cleaner to come two or three times a week, mainly to do cleaning and sanitation work, to lighten Maria’s burden and allow her to focus her energy on Qingqing.”

"There is also a full-time private driver who comes to drive on time every day. They usually have their own accommodation. Many villas here now have this configuration."

Standing on the balcony, Xia He spoke to Fang Qingye.

"Sure, you decide for yourself. Do whatever makes you comfortable and safe," Fang Qingye said with a smile, holding her daughter.

Fang Qing wasn't too worried about the fact that Singapore was safer than the United States.

“I think living here is great, even better than in America,” Xia He said, then suddenly sighed.
"Living in this luxurious villa, I suddenly felt a little guilty."

Fang Qingye found it strange: "What are you feeling guilty about?"

"Look, I live in a better place than you and Bai Ou do."

Indeed, this villa is better than the one I bought in Yu Cui Yuan in Shanghai, both in terms of the surrounding environment and the interior decoration.

"Why are you thinking so much?" Fang Qingye said, "Just enjoy life. Maybe I'll buy a villa in Huazhou Junting in Shanghai someday."

In Shanghai, Huazhou Junting is not an ordinary villa area; it is a "manor-level" top-tier luxury villa community with only 21 independent manor houses, making it extremely rare.

"Come on, let's go downstairs, I'm getting hungry," Fang Qingye said.

"Okay, I'll cook for you!"

(End of this chapter)