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Han Tao looked at the slightly drunk Jiang Pengfei in front of him and said in a calm and polite tone, "Hello, I just moved in today. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh, so you're my new neighbor!" Jiang Pengfei nodded in realization, a polite smile appearing on his face. "My surname is Jiang, and I live at number 32, right next to yours."

This villa at number 31 has been vacant for almost a year since the Li family moved out.

I saw it being renovated a while ago, and recently they've been cleaning inside and out. I've been wondering why no one has moved in yet.

"So it's Mr. Jiang. Hello, I'm Han Tao. Please take care of me in the future." Han Tao nodded slightly in response.

"Please take care of me..." Jiang Pengfei's curiosity deepened, and he pressed on to the core question:

"May I ask if you're willing to ask, are you renting this house for a short-term stay, or did you buy it?"

The old villas in the Fuxing Road area are quite expensive, especially the detached garden villas in Lane 865, which are worth hundreds of millions of yuan on the market.

As he spoke, he carefully examined the young man in front of him using the light from the lobby.

He looked to be only in his early twenties, with a tall and upright figure and a refined demeanor, not at all like a wealthy businessman who would acquire an old mansion worth hundreds of millions.

Upon hearing this direct question, Han Tao immediately knew what he was thinking, so he didn't try to hide it:

"I bought the house outright with my own money. I just finished cleaning and purifying it a while ago, so I'm only now preparing to move in."

These few words exploded in Jiang Pengfei's mind like a thunderclap.

His initial drowsiness vanished almost instantly, his mouth slightly agape as he looked Han Tao up and down in disbelief.

The Jiang family has lived on Fuxing Road for decades and knows very well how high the threshold is for old villas in this area. Even business owners who have been in business for many years have to think twice before buying such a property.

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But this young man, who looks to be in his thirties, actually bought it outright with cash, which can no longer be described as coming from a wealthy family.

"You bought it with cash?" He asked again, his voice full of shock. "Young man, how old are you? You look to be in your early twenties, right?"

I've lived in this area for over ten years and have seen many new residents, but this is the first time I've seen someone your age.

I must say, that's truly remarkable! So young and talented!

Faced with Jiang Pengfei's exaggerated reaction, Han Tao smiled slightly to himself, but maintained his composure and calmness on his face: "Mr. Jiang, you flatter me. I don't deserve such praise."

"Brother Han, you're too modest. I'm telling the truth!" Jiang Pengfei's enthusiasm was at an all-time high, showing no intention of taking his leave.

"As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. It's fate that we met on your very first day here!"

"Would it be convenient for me to come in and sit for a while and chat? We can get to know each other, so we can look out for each other as neighbors."

Han Tao glanced at him, thinking that he was Jiang Nansun's father after all, and there was a reward to be won, so he stepped aside and gestured for him to come in: "Of course, Mr. Jiang, please come in."

Jiang Pengfei was overjoyed to hear this. He had spent his whole life dreaming of making a lot of money, obsessed with stock investment, and struggling to pursue wealth.

But this young man in his twenties could easily buy a coveted detached house in the city center; the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

The two entered the living room, and he looked around at the interior design, which was completely different from his own home.

This place has a vintage feel, where old and new coexist, giving it a sense of history while also appealing to young people's desire for a relaxed lifestyle.

Moreover, every detail exudes luxury, further confirming the value of the property, and making his gaze towards Han Tao even more ardent, with a hint of admiration.

After we sat down, Han Tao handed me a bottle of mineral water. "We just moved in, and there are still many things to prepare. Sorry for the inconvenience!"

"I am not being negligent; it would be impolite of me to arrive empty-handed!"

Jiang Pengfei took the mineral water bottle, praising it again and again: "Very tasteful, this renovation must have cost several million."

Brother Han, you've amassed such wealth at such a young age; it's truly admirable.

He paused for a moment, then continued to subtly probe Han Tao's background.

"May I ask one more question, Brother Han? What kind of big business does your family run? Or are you self-employed?"

"I work as a lecturer at a university in Shanghai. My family doesn't have any big business."

Han Tao unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and slowly said, "However, I do some financial investments in my spare time."

For example, funds and stocks. The money used for this house and daily expenses has basically come from the returns on these investments over the years.

This answer once again refreshed Jiang Pengfei's understanding; the salaries and benefits of university teachers in Shanghai are not considered top-tier.

His ability to buy real estate worth hundreds of millions through stock and financial investments demonstrates a vision and capability far beyond that of ordinary people.

Especially after hearing that Han Tao was a teacher at Shanghai University and had also invested in stocks.

He excitedly slapped his thigh, his face instantly showing a look of wild joy, and his tone became extremely warm: "Brother Han is actually teaching at Shanghai University?"

What an incredible coincidence, and what a wonderful coincidence! My daughter, Jiang Nansun, is currently studying at Shanghai University, and is a student there!

"Jiang Nansun from the architecture department?" Han Tao showed a hint of surprise at just the right moment: "So she's your daughter, what a coincidence."

This afternoon I was teaching at school when Jiang Nansun happened to be in my class and asked me some questions. I was very impressed with this student; I never imagined we were neighbors.

These words made Jiang Pengfei even more overjoyed. He originally just wanted to make friends with a young and wealthy neighbor, but unexpectedly, he suddenly had another layer of fate, and the relationship became much closer all of a sudden.

He stood up excitedly, marveling at the wonder of fate, and warmly invited, "Look at this, it's truly an incredible coincidence!"

I don’t think it’s too late. Why don’t you come home with me now, Teacher Han?

I'll have the nanny brew a pot of good tea so we can have a good chat and exchange experiences on fund and stock investments. You can also give me some pointers.

Han Tao glanced at the watch on his left wrist and politely but firmly declined:

"Mr. Jiang, I'm so sorry, but going so late might disturb your and your family's rest."

"And I have to get up early tomorrow to deal with a ton of moving chores. Once everything is settled, I'll definitely pay a visit in person."

He paused briefly before continuing: "As for our experiences with fund and stock investments, we'll have plenty of opportunities to exchange ideas."

Anyway, our two houses are only separated by a wall, so we can talk anytime we want. There's plenty of time in the future.

Although Jiang Pengfei was filled with regret and wanted to immediately ask Han Tao for stock market secrets, he knew it was too late and he shouldn't disturb his new neighbor too much, so he could only reluctantly get up and say goodbye.

However, as he walked out the door, he repeatedly reminded Han Tao to remember to visit tomorrow.

Tell them not to hesitate to ask for help if they need it.

Han Tao politely escorted the other party to the gate of the courtyard. After watching him return to the villa at No. 32 next door, he closed the gate, and the alleyway returned to silence.

Returning to the living room alone, Han Tao tidied up the table briefly before turning and heading upstairs. As he recalled the unexpected encounter, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

I met Jiang Nansun's father shortly after moving to Fuxing Road, and I'm sure we'll have many more interesting interactions as I live here.