After my divorce, I became a lucky super-rich person.

Chapter 18 Super Mansion

I glanced at the time; it was still early.

Chen Jiang opened the map on his phone, located the position Yan Wenshuo had told him, and soon arrived at the entrance of a luxury residential area.

This is a well-known wealthy area in Shenzhen, and the security guards are very strict. However, just as Chen Jiang parked his car at the entrance, a fat man in a suit and leather shoes quickly approached him from the roadside.

Chen Jiang rolled down the car window, somewhat surprised, and the fat man revealed a slightly fawning smile:

"You must be Mr. Chen. I'm Li Hui, the property manager here. My boss asked me to wait here for you to come and view the apartment. Shall we go take a look now?"

Chen Jiang was quite surprised:

"Did your boss tell you to wait here for me?"

The chubby manager smiled and explained:

Yes, yes.

Chen Jiang glanced at him, picked up his phone and looked at it. He realized that he hadn't noticed before, but a few minutes ago, his secretary Xiaoya had sent him a message. The message was roughly that the property management company in this upscale neighborhood was also under the R&F Group, and she had notified them that someone would be coming to pick him up.

He then realized what was happening and nodded:

"Then get in the car, I'll take you there."

"No, no, I can't possibly get in your car. I can walk. Please come this way, and I'll have the security guard open the door for you."

The fat manager waved his hands repeatedly in refusal, refusing to get in the car no matter what, and insisted on walking with him on the road.

Chen Jiang didn't understand why these people had this problem. They had a car but insisted on walking. But since they were willing, there was nothing he could do. So he could only follow behind them. After entering the residential area and parking the car in the underground garage, he got out of the car and prepared to follow the fat manager upstairs.

However, he still didn't forget to introduce Chen Jiang:

"Mr. Chen, these ten parking spaces here, as well as the two garages inside, are all yours. If there are any problems here, please come to me anytime, and I will solve them for you immediately."

"Then this is the elevator that goes directly to your home, and the elevator next to it goes to the clubhouse, the fitness area, and other facilities. Whether you need property services or have a private banquet or an emergency meeting, we have it all here."

Chen Jiang nodded and kept it in mind, but didn't stop walking and followed him into the elevator.

After a short wait, the elevator doors slid open silently, and Chen Jiang's breath caught in his throat.

The spacious, 400-square-meter single-level apartment is like a world cleaved open by a giant axe, with floor-to-ceiling windows framing the sea view outside like a flowing painting.

The Italian gray marble beneath my feet reflects the cold light cast by the dome without a main light source. It is so smooth that the pattern on the soles of my shoes can be seen. The air is filled with the scent of new leather and cedar wood. Expensive yet cold, the ultimate simplicity and luxury, which may have cost tens of millions to renovate, makes every inch of the space feel oppressive.

He tentatively took a step forward, the sound of his footsteps echoing softly in the seven-meter-high living room.

The chubby manager walked over from behind and tentatively asked:

"Mr. Chen, are you satisfied?"

The sound brought Chen Jiang, who was somewhat dazed, back to his senses, and he nodded:

"I'm fairly satisfied... but may I ask you some questions, Manager Bai?"

The chubby manager jumped in surprise and quickly waved his hand:

"You can just call me Xiaobai, or Fatty if you prefer, but please don't call me Manager."

"Alright, Manager Bai." Chen Jiang was speechless, but didn't dwell on it. Pointing to the rather luxurious penthouse, he asked, "So, after I move in, will I need to hire someone myself to clean the apartment and the balcony pool?"

The fat man replied:

"That depends on your own wishes. If you don't trust strangers to come into your home, you can hire someone else."

"However, if you'd like, we also offer a full range of cleaning services, including cleaning every corner of your house, even your private kitchen. These are extra services and will incur additional charges..."

"Of course, you don't need to pay these fees. The boss has already made arrangements. You can just stay here in peace and don't need to worry about any expenses."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiang couldn't help but sigh, feeling more and more that he absolutely needed to find a godfather.

How come I got to eat and take things without doing anything?

Seeing Chen Jiang suddenly fall silent, the chubby manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and cautiously offered a reminder:

"Um, Mr. Chen, could you please give me your phone number? I need to register your identity so that you can enter the community and garage directly by scanning your face or using your license plate number when you come home."

"Oh well."

Chen Jiang snapped out of his daze and told him on the phone: "You'll have to go down and check the license plate number yourself; I didn't remember it either."

The chubby manager chuckled twice:

"Of course, of course. License plate numbers are indeed hard to remember, and I can't remember them either."

"Well, do you have any further questions? If not, I'll go and process your paperwork."

Chen Jiang nodded:

"I have no more questions. Add me on WeChat. If there's anything I really don't understand, I can just ask you."

"Okay, okay, I'll be going now. You can rest first."

The chubby manager left quickly, got on the elevator, and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Jiang plopped down on the sofa, feeling the gentle breeze blowing from the balcony and looking at the shimmering sea under the sun. For a moment, he didn't even know what he was thinking.

After spacing out for a while, Chen Jiang was finally woken up by his suddenly ringing phone. He touched his forehead, picked up his phone, and saw it was a notification of a new friend request. Chen Jiang accepted it, and sure enough, it was the fat manager's friend request. Then he sent a few messages:

"I've taken care of everything for you, including the private kitchen, restaurant, and gym. You can just go there with your room key."

Chen Jiang replied:

"Thank you for your help, Manager Bai."

The other party replied instantly:

"It's no trouble at all; it's my pleasure to serve you."

Chen Jiang smiled, didn't reply, and exited the chat. Nina then sent a message:

"Honey, are you done with your work?"

Chen Jiang then remembered that he had promised her he would go shopping with her today:

"That's about enough. Do you still want to go shopping? I'll come back and pick you up later."

"Sorry, honey, I got a message from the company that we need to go for training again. It seems there's a new event that Margarita and I will be doing soon, so we need to speed up our training and can't rest."

Chen Jiang typed:

"Okay, I'll be right back. Wait for me a moment, I need to go to your company too."

Nina:

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, darling. There's still some time, don't rush."

Chen Jiang smiled slightly, put away his phone, stood up and stretched.

He glanced back at the scenery outside the window, then without further hesitation, turned and walked toward the elevator.

He was going to talk to Xu Ruirui about investing in a modeling agency.

He hesitated a bit yesterday because five million is not a small amount for a multi-millionaire.

But for him, a billionaire, five million is just a drop in the ocean...