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The system notification continued to sound the next second.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: a globally unique, bespoke Rolls-Royce Phantom.]

This vehicle was custom-made for 80 million yuan, and it is the only one of its kind in the world.

The vehicle's paperwork, license plates, and insurance have all been completed and are legal and compliant, posing no risk whatsoever.

The vehicle has been parked in the underground parking garage of the Shanghai Ziyuan Bund Impression complex.

Shen Ze's expression didn't change much after hearing this.

An 80 million Rolls-Royce Phantom would have been something he wouldn't have even considered before.

Now, however, he owns Fengsheng Group, Shuren Hospital, Caesar Hotel, Huateng Center Tower, and Ziyuan Bund Impression.

A top-of-the-line luxury car worth 80 million is actually a perfect match for his current status.

Especially since I'm going to participate in the land auction on Qingnian Road, driving a Porsche 911 there would be a bit too grand.

Shen Ze got up and walked to the French windows.

The private garden of Ziyuan is quiet and tidy, and the city skyline in the distance is clearly visible in the sunlight.

Shen Jianjun was once most proud of his wealth.

What Sun Mei cares about most is her social circle.

What Shen Cong most wanted to prove was that he was better than him.

So he took these things over step by step, letting them see them and making them regret it.

On the other side, a private jet slowly landed at Shanghai Airport.

After the hatch opened, a man in his fifties stepped out.

He wore a dark suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he didn't have the ostentation of a nouveau riche, but rather the composure of someone who had been in power for a long time.

His assistant and bodyguards quickly followed behind.

"Chairman Yu, the car is ready."

The man nodded.

His name is Yu Yehua, a top tycoon in Longdu with a net worth of 800 billion.

In the domestic business community, the term "surplus business" carries immense weight.

But this man, whose mere stomp could shake the capital world, was not thinking about projects or mergers and acquisitions at this moment, but about his daughter.

Yu Binglan.

Upon hearing this name, Yu Yehua's assertive demeanor faded considerably, replaced by helplessness.

Over the years, his business has grown bigger and bigger, and his group has expanded all the way.

But he owes his daughter too much.

When Yu Binglan was a child, he was busy raising funds, expanding his market, and fighting with his competitors.

By the time he finally gained a foothold in society, his daughter had grown up.

He has a cold personality, is very principled, and doesn't like to bother anyone with anything.

He even went to Shanghai to start his own business and managed to build up Xingchen Group.

Everyone envies him for having a capable daughter.

Only Yu Yehua himself knows that the more independent his daughter becomes, the more guilty he feels.

As the car drove out of the airport, the assistant asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yu, shall we go to the hotel first?"

"I'm not going."

Yu Yehua looked out the window. "Let's look at the apartments first."

The assistant immediately replied, "It's all arranged. We've contacted several top-tier luxury residences in Shanghai."

"Tomson, Tang Palace, Huazhou Junting, and Ziyuan."

Without a second thought, Yu Yehua said, "Let's go to Ziyuan first."

The assistant nodded: "Understood."

Yu Yehua's trip to Shanghai was not just to visit his daughter temporarily; he has decided to gradually move the group's headquarters to Shanghai.

No matter how important Longdu is, it can't compare to my daughter.

If Yu Binglan doesn't want to go back to Longdu, then he'll come to Modu.

If we live closer to each other in the future, we can eat together more often, see each other more frequently, and I can also take better care of her life.

More importantly, it's time to start thinking about marriage.

Thinking of this, Yu Yehua sighed: "Binglan is a good girl in every way, but she's just too clueless when it comes to feelings."

The assistant laughed and said, "Mr. Yu has high standards; ordinary people certainly don't meet his expectations."

Yu Yehua snorted: "Having high standards isn't a bad thing."

"Of course, I can't just let my daughter marry anyone, but she can't spend her whole life focusing solely on work."

"Prepare a house first. If she gets married in the future, she'll need a decent place to live."

The assistant clicked his tongue inwardly. A decent place?

Even the top-tier detached villas in Ziyuan are only described as "decent" by Chairman Yu, which shows the confidence of an 800 billion yuan billionaire.

An hour later, the convoy drove into the Shanghai Purple Garden.

The park's security personnel received advance notice, and after verifying the identity at the gate, they immediately allowed entry.

The real estate agent and property manager in charge of reception were waiting at the door early in the morning.

"Chairman Yu, welcome to Ziyuan."

Yu Yehua simply nodded: "Show me around."

The property manager didn't dare to waste any words and personally led the way.

The group viewed several detached houses, each one valuable, luxuriously decorated, and in a good location.

Yu Yehua only glanced at them a few times, his reaction was indifferent.

"The garden is too small."

The lighting is average.

"It's too close to the main road, and it's not quiet enough."

"The layout is not suitable for young people."

The agent broke out in a sweat.

These houses are top-tier luxury homes that the wealthy would vie for.

But with Yu Yehua, the pickiness was like choosing an ordinary model home.

Until the car drove deep into the park, a huge detached house came into view in the distance.

The property manager paused, his voice becoming more cautious as he introduced the property: "Chairman Yu, that's Bund Impression over there."

"It is currently the most top-tier property in Ziyuan in terms of location, scale, decoration, and configuration."

Yu Yehua followed his gaze.

The detached villa is quietly situated in the heart of the park.

The private garden is layered and well-defined, with grand yet understated architectural lines, and offers views of the city skyline in the distance.

At first glance, Yu Yehua's eyes changed.

He took a few steps forward, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became: "This set is not bad."

The property manager's face stiffened, and the real estate agent was also stunned.

Yu Yehua looked at them: "How much?"

The property manager forced a smile and said, "Chairman Yu, this Bund Impression property is currently valued at around one billion yuan on the market."

"but……"

Yu Yehua interrupted directly: "Price is not a problem."

"What I want is a good location, a good environment, good privacy, and comfortable living."

Looking at the mansion in front of him, he could already picture his daughter living here in the future.

Yu Binglan no longer has to live alone in a cold, high-rise apartment.

Later, she got married, and the couple lived here.

He and his wife came over for dinner on the weekend. A long table was set up in the yard. His daughter had a smile on her face, and his son-in-law was sensible and considerate.

In a few years, if we have children, we can build a small swing for our grandchildren in the garden.

A family is only a home when they are all together and having a good time.

Sweat immediately broke out on the property manager's forehead.

The real estate agent stood to the side, not daring to say a word.

Yu Yehua frowned slightly at their reactions: "What? Is there a problem?"

The property manager gave a dry laugh and quickly lowered his head: "Chairman Yu, it's not about the price."

"What's the problem?"

Yu Yehua's tone wasn't harsh, but it put a lot of pressure on people.

A person like him, with a net worth of 800 billion, usually comes into contact with top-tier projects and resources.

Even the most expensive villa is only worth a billion or so.

As long as his daughter is comfortable, money is not his primary concern.

The property manager, forcing a smile, said, "This apartment in Bund Impression has already been sold."

Yu Yehua paused, then asked, "Sold?"

"Yes."

"When did this happen?"

"Just a short while ago."

The property manager said cautiously, "And it was a full cash transaction, with a transaction price of 1.08 billion."