Evening.
Chen Feng returned home exhausted.
He was incredibly tired.
He didn't even film in the afternoon.
Yang Chengbin and his group went crazy, frantically snatching things in Wang Er Mazi's shop, almost giving Wang Er Mazi a heart attack.
Everyone trusted Chen Feng's judgment.
So, anything said to be valuable, Yang Chengbin claimed.
He insisted on negotiating prices with Wang Er Mazi.
In the end, Wang Er Mazi was left with no confidence.
Several items that were just waste used as potted plants were somehow declared valuable treasures.
Should he sell them or not?
If he didn't sell, keeping them would mean Wang Er Mazi completely believed them.
And that would mean he had misjudged them.
Misjudged so many things?
How would he continue in this business?
Sell?
He had no confidence.
If he really misjudged, how much money would he lose?
A piece of ancient jade worth tens of millions had turned all his hair white.
And what if he sold the others cheaply too?
He might as well jump off a building.
So, the entire afternoon was chaotic.
Finally, Chen Feng went home alone, leaving Yang Chengbin and his group to argue with Wang Er Mazi.
...
After washing up in the evening, he lay in bed.
Chen Feng held the ancient jade in his hand, turning it over and over, feeling delighted.
This ability was good.
As soon as he finished Yang Chengbin's drama, he would immediately return to his hometown.
He would go back and see what kind of treasures his grandfather had.
Were they really worth tens of billions?
Logically, the system wouldn't lie.
If it said tens of billions, then it was definitely tens of billions.
But seeing it with his own eyes would be more reassuring.
After playing with it for a while, Chen Feng casually tossed the ancient jade onto the table, ready to sleep.
Just as he was about to turn off the light, there was a sudden loud bang from the bathroom.
The huge explosion scared Chen Feng so much that he tumbled off the bed, directly hiding in a corner, pressing tightly against the wall.
What the hell!
What happened?
It sounded like something exploded in the bathroom.
Did someone throw a grenade?
This wasn't the War of Resistance.
Chen Feng was utterly bewildered.
He squatted in the corner for a long time, and when there was no more sound, he slowly stood up, emboldened.
What on earth was it?
He cautiously moved towards the bathroom, little by little.
Oh my!
It was a mess.
When he saw the cause of the explosion, his face instantly darkened.
The water heater exploded.
Water was everywhere.
The bathroom window was also shattered.
Looking at the bathroom, which resembled a doomsday scene, Chen Feng instantly lost the desire to stay there.
Actually, he could have moved out of this small house a long time ago.
He was a bona fide Rich Second Generation, with tens of billions in family assets waiting to be inherited.
However, he had been busy trying out various acting opportunities recently, so he had been running around and genuinely hadn't had the time to find another place to live.
Moreover, although this small house was small, he had lived in it for over a year.
He had grown somewhat accustomed to it.
He didn't expect that something would finally happen today.
This damn water heater had been repaired once already, and it still exploded?
It was a good thing it didn't explode while he was showering.
Otherwise, his transmigration would have been for nothing.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a knocking sound from outside.
Voices were noisy.
Chen Feng turned and walked to the door, opening it.
More than a dozen people were crowded outside.
They were all residents of the building, scared by the explosion.
Chen Feng explained helplessly, and after sending everyone away, he returned to the room and directly pulled out his suitcase.
Time to leave.
He quickly packed his luggage.
Upon closer inspection.
It was truly desolate.
He had been out for over a year, and all his belongings combined were just one suitcase and one backpack.
Chen Feng shook his head, turned off all the water, electricity, and gas in the house, then dragged his luggage out the door, left the complex, and came to the street.
He took out his phone and called the landlord.
To report the terrible situation.
Finally, he indicated that he didn't want the remaining rent and told him to deal with the water heater himself. After the communication, he directly hung up the phone.
He let out a long breath.
Looking at the sparse traffic on the midnight street, he suddenly didn't know where to sleep.
It was also funny.
Carrying a huge sum of three million yuan, with tens of billions in family wealth waiting to be inherited, yet he was standing on the street, not knowing where to go?
Just then, his phone rang.
He picked it up and looked.
Chen Feng froze.
It was Liang Wanqiu.
He had added her number when they left after dinner last time.
She actually called him proactively?
Chen Feng casually answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Chen Feng. This is Liang Wanqiu."
The voice from the phone was exceptionally clear and melodious, as graceful as an oriole singing in the willows.
Chen Feng walked to a nearby wall, put down his suitcase and backpack, and casually replied, "Sister Liang, hello. Is there something you need so late?"
"Hmm, are you busy?"
"No, not busy."
"Then... are you free to meet tonight?"
Chen Feng blinked, his heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
Checking the time, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.
Meeting at this hour?
Could it be that this beautiful Rich Second Generation really wanted to keep him?
Tonight?
Chen Feng scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Sister Liang, it's so late, haven't you rested yet? If you need something, you can just say it directly."
"Chen Feng, let's talk in person. Are you free?"
"...Yes, I am."
Chen Feng didn't bother with more pleasantries.
Meet if she wanted to meet.
Whatever she wanted to do, he'd only know once they met.
Anyway, he also needed to find a place to sleep.
If it was a hotel, even better.
It would save him the trouble of finding one.
"Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
The voice on the phone sounded much more relaxed.
Was she afraid he would refuse?
Chen Feng casually said, "I'm in the suburbs, Sister Liang. Just tell me a place, I'll take a taxi to find you directly."
"Suburbs? Where exactly? I'll pick you up."
"I'm at the entrance of Xingfuli Community, near the Sixth Ring Road."
"Okay, wait for me there, I'll be there soon."
After saying that, she directly hung up the phone.
Chen Feng looked helpless.
These Rich Second Generation women all had rather strong personalities.
If he were kept by them, would he have to be like a little servant every day?
Only allowed to go to bed when told.
And not even if he didn't satisfy them.
At Song YaWen's age, the age of thirty like a wolf and forty like a tiger, he wondered if Lin Zu could handle it.
When he saw him again in a while, would he be as thin as a stick?
Chen Feng found it amusing.
He really didn't know what it felt like to be kept by a Rich Second Generation.
Was he just a tool for release?
Would there be feelings?
Chen Feng was lost in thought, pacing back and forth at the community entrance.
About twenty minutes later, he heard a series of dull engine sounds from the distant long street.
Just like the roar of an angry bull.
Making the long street constantly echo.
Chen Feng turned his head to look into the distance.
Was it her?
So flashy?
Did she come in a sports car?
Just as Chen Feng was wondering, he indeed saw a red convertible supercar rushing from afar, speeding towards him.
It slowly stopped.
Holy cow!
A red Porsche 918?
The official price was over 13 million yuan.
In the driver's seat was Liang Wanqiu.
Wearing a white evening gown.
This woman wearing an evening gown driving a supercar?
Chen Feng couldn't help but stare in a daze.
She was beautiful, but it just felt a bit flashy.
There were still some pedestrians on the road around, and at this moment, they all stopped, staring in surprise at the supercar, at the beautiful long-haired female driver.
Liang Wanqiu turned her head to look at Chen Feng as if no one else was around, and smiled faintly, "Why are you out with luggage? Do you want me to arrange a place for you to stay?"
Chen Feng: "..."
The onlookers immediately looked at him in unison.
Damn it!
How embarrassing.
Chen Feng was also torn between laughter and tears.
This misunderstanding was huge.