Chapter 28: The Thirty-Million Villa

Zhou Chen sneered at the young saleswoman, Xiao Li. “Now it’s time to reveal the truth… Xiao Li, introduce the most expensive property we currently have at our sales center to Mr. Jiang over here. Today, I, Zhou Chen, want to see just how embarrassed he’ll be when he can’t actually pay for it!”

“Showing off too much leads to a fall!” Pan Yixuan also sneered repeatedly.

“That’s not your concern,” Jiang Hao replied calmly to Pan Yixuan.

The saleswoman, Xiao Li, dashed off at once, but she returned soon after, her arms loaded with a thick stack of documents.

Her steps were light, and the click of her black high heels on the gleaming, polished tile floor of the sales center rang out crisply. But these details didn’t matter—right now, everyone in the lobby had their attention fixed on Jiang Hao and Pan Yixuan.

They all wanted to see which of these two young men would win this extravagant wager.

Xiao Li hurried to Jiang Hao and handed him the stack of documents. Once he took them, she began her introduction.

“Mr. Jiang, all the villas from our previous phase have already sold, so the most expensive property we have now is a suburban villa owned by Chairman Zhao Shibo of Zhao Real Estate Group, currently listed for sale. This villa is located in the eastern suburbs of our Maple Leaf City, in a very tranquil setting with beautiful surroundings. Although it’s in the suburbs, there are supermarkets, shopping centers, and convenient transportation nearby, so you won’t have to worry about any daily necessities…”

As Xiao Li gave her introduction, Jiang Hao flipped through the documents. The information about the villa was thorough, complete with photographs of the exterior, interior, and layout. Jiang Hao found himself quite satisfied.

Zhou Chen, on the other hand, had no patience to listen any further. He cut Xiao Li off impatiently. “Why are you still giving him the full introduction? Just say the price! Tell him how much this villa costs!”

“Oh… okay.” Xiao Li nodded awkwardly and looked at Jiang Hao.

She drew a breath and announced, “The price for this villa is—”

In that instant, every client and sales agent in the lobby held their breath, waiting for Xiao Li to reveal the amount.

“Thirty million!”

Xiao Li declared it loudly.

Thirty million!

A full thirty million Huabi!

In this day and age, thirty million Huabi might not seem like much in the bustling coastal cities of China. But here, in the inland city of Maple Leaf, a small city that isn’t even a provincial capital, thirty million was an astronomical sum!

An ordinary apartment here cost less than two million. Thirty million could buy fifteen such apartments!

So this price was nothing short of staggering.

At least, all the clients in the lobby were stunned. None of them had the means or the power to purchase a thirty-million villa.

But Jiang Hao felt completely at ease.

Thirty million was indeed a lot. But he could afford it!

Spending such a huge sum at once didn’t bother him in the least—it didn’t even make him flinch. After all, though the money would be spent, it wouldn’t vanish; it would become a luxury residence, a piece of real estate. If he ever needed to, he could sell it again.

As Jiang Hao pondered this, Zhou Chen and Pan Yixuan were already wearing the smug grins of imminent winners.

In their eyes, Jiang Hao’s silence meant he was frightened.

Pan Yixuan was the first to speak. “Well, Jiang Hao, can you afford it? Thirty million for a villa isn’t pocket change. Do you really have that kind of money?”

Zhou Chen didn’t hold back on the sarcasm either. “Mr. Jiang, if you can’t afford it, just admit it. No need to save face. Buying a house isn’t something you can endure by gritting your teeth; if you don’t have the money, you simply can’t buy it!”

Both Pan Yixuan and Zhou Chen burst into triumphant laughter.

All around, the clients in the lobby sighed in amazement.

“A thirty-million villa—unbelievable…”

“Looks like this young man is going to lose.”

“Of course he’ll lose. With that kind of money, who would dare bet with Young Master Pan? Who does he think he is?”

There were all kinds of murmurs in the crowd—some pitied Jiang Hao, some looked down on him, and others simply cursed him outright.

But everyone shared one belief: Jiang Hao absolutely couldn’t afford the villa.

“Listen, Jiang Hao, just listen to what everyone’s saying about you. You made such a scene just now, but now you’re tripping over yourself, aren’t you?” Zhou Chen taunted with a cold laugh.

Pan Yixuan could hardly wait, rubbing his hands together in excitement. “Jiang Hao, a bet’s a bet. Get down and kowtow to me! If you kneel and bow your head, I might be willing to forgive your rudeness today!”

Then, Pan Yixuan said to Zhou Chen, “Don’t forget to take photos—get pictures of Jiang Hao kneeling and kowtowing, and be sure to get me in the frame too. Once you’ve got the shots, I’ll take them straight to Su Qingli, let her see what kind of man her husband really is! Hahaha…”

“Don’t worry, Young Master Pan, my phone has a thirty-megapixel camera—the clarity will be perfect!” Zhou Chen boasted, eagerly pulling out his phone.

But just then, Jiang Hao shook his head slowly and sighed. “Are you two out of your minds? When did I ever say I couldn’t afford this villa?”

At these words, the room fell into stunned silence.

Everyone fixed Jiang Hao with looks of disbelief. He wasn’t giving up? He claimed he could afford the villa?

It was almost too shocking to believe.

“Jiang Hao, stop pretending! If you really had that kind of money, would you still be hanging around the Su family like a stray dog?” Pan Yixuan scoffed, utterly dismissive.

Jiang Hao didn’t bother arguing with Zhou Chen and Pan Yixuan. He simply reached into his pocket and pulled out a bank card.

The very card the Bai family had given him. It contained fifty million Huabi.

“Words are pointless. Just run the card,” Jiang Hao said with a smile to the astonished Xiao Li.

Xiao Li was stunned. She truly hadn’t expected Jiang Hao to actually prepare to purchase the thirty-million villa. Earlier, when viewing a place under two million, he hadn’t been this decisive. Yet now, for a thirty-million villa, he produced his card without hesitation. She couldn’t begin to understand it.

Just then, a composed but delighted voice came from the direction of the doorway.

“Let me see—just who is it that wants to buy my father’s villa?”