HLnovel Chapter 561 Bizarre Quirks!
Chapter 561 Bizarre Quirks!
He was a young man who looked to be about their age, but he was a bit overweight. He was leaning back in his chair in a relaxed posture, with an expression on his face that was somewhere between languid and focused.
As he listened with great interest to Zhang Lang's "accusations" against Wu Shaojie, a faint smile played on his lips.
Upon seeing this, Wu Shaojie immediately understood and quickly stood up to introduce Ye Fan, saying, "Old Ye, perfect timing, let me formally introduce you to a new friend."
He pointed to the young man, his tone carrying a hint of familiarity:
"This is Jiang Yi, the 'Crown Prince' of the Jinling real estate and construction industry—the young master of the Jiang family of 'Jinling No. 1 Construction'."
After introducing Ye Fan, he turned to the young man named Jiang Yi and smiled casually:
"Jiang Yi, this is the 'legendary person' I've been talking about with you lately, Ye Fan, Boss Ye. My brother Fan is incredibly capable."
"Hello, Brother Jiang." Ye Fan said calmly and extended his hand generously.
He had certainly heard of "Jinling No. 1 Construction" before. It was a real estate and construction giant that had been rooted in Jinling for decades and had a deep-rooted foundation. Its network of relationships was intricate and complex. Anyone who could be called "the Crown Prince" must be someone of considerable importance.
"Brother Ye, you're too kind. Just call me Jiang Yi." Jiang Yi smiled and stood up, extending his hand to shake hands with Ye Fan.
The force he applied was neither too light nor too heavy, steady and dry, giving people a sense of reliability. His smile also seemed genuine, without too much exaggerated politeness.
After Ye Fan sat down, he casually accepted the cup of tea poured by the waiter and said with a smile:
"I'm really sorry to trouble you all today, Brother Jiang, for such a trivial matter as buying a villa for me."
"Oh, Brother Ye, you're being too polite!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi burst into laughter, his voice hearty and cheerful.
He casually tapped a cigarette out of the pack on the table, lit it, took a deep drag, then glanced sideways and pointed at Wu Shaojie and Zhang Lang with the finger holding the cigarette, muttering:
"I've actually wanted to come to Lao Wu's place for a while to enjoy a free afternoon tea and relax while looking at the river view, but he's such a tightwad, so stingy, he just won't take the initiative to invite me."
He glanced at Zhang Lang again:
"And then there's that guy, Zamao Lang. He's always elusive, never seen again. We don't know where he's gone off to, and we can't catch him anywhere."
He smiled and said to Ye Fan:
"Today, I'm only able to get this opportunity to shamelessly fleece him thanks to you, Brother Ye! Hahaha... I'm the one who should be thanking you!"
Upon hearing Jiang Yi call out that iconic nickname "Scrap Hairy Lang" so familiarly, Zhang Lang's spoiled brat temper flared up immediately. He slammed his hand on the table and laughed as he cursed:
"Get lost! Jiang Yi, you son of a bitch! Do you even want my reputation as the 'Young Master Rascal' anymore?!"
Jiang Yi deliberately shrank his neck, pretending to be scared.
"Ahem... Mind your manners and your influence! We have some respectable university students here, don't set a bad example for Brother Ye."
Watching the group playfully tease and joke with each other without any inhibitions, the atmosphere was relaxed and genuine. Ye Fan's lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a genuine sense of goodwill towards Jiang Yi, whom he was meeting for the first time.
To be honest, judging from his appearance alone, Jiang Yi's attire was extremely "unrefined," even somewhat casual.
The bottom was a pair of very ordinary light blue washed jeans, the style of which was even a slightly tapered style that was popular a couple of years ago, with some slight wear on the edges, clearly a frequently worn item.
He wore a simple white cotton shirt, with the sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms.
On his feet were a pair of ordinary, classic domestic sneakers, which were very clean.
Although her entire outfit was neat and clean, there wasn't a single luxury logo that suggested her status, nor did she deliberately pursue any trendy items.
This outfit, if thrown onto a university campus, would make him look like a clean-cut and refreshing senior.
Walking down an ordinary commercial street, he's just an average young man.
If it were an uninformed outsider, who would believe that this unpretentious, smiling, and even slightly chubby young man was actually the heir of "Jinling First Construction"?
He can become close friends with Wu Shaojie, Zhang Lang and other arrogant second-generation elites, and there is no distance between them in their conversations and actions. Yet, he retains a low-key and casual attitude that is almost "back to basics", without the slightest bit of ostentatious playboy air.
This Jiang Yi is either extremely intelligent and knows how to conceal his strength.
Either that's their nature, and they disdain those external adornments.
Regardless of the reason, it shows that he is an interesting, insightful, and absolutely worth getting to know.
With these thoughts in mind, Ye Fan picked up the cup of Longjing tea in front of him, a cup that truly belonged to this teahouse, with its clear, bright broth. He took a small sip, savoring the delicate aroma of the tea.
......
Wu Shaojie, standing to the side, leisurely lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, then pointed at Jiang Yi and laughed loudly at Ye Fan:
"Old Ye, let me tell you, Jiang Yi is definitely a... no, a real oddball in our circle!"
He spoke in an exaggerated tone:
"This guy's family is... damn rich. In Nanjing's construction industry, who doesn't have to give them a wide berth? But damn it, he's also damn stingy!"
"One of his life principles is to never buy things himself if he can get them for free. He spends all his time figuring out how to freeload off our afternoon tea, dinner, and late-night snacks."
At this point, Wu Shaojie raised an eyebrow mischievously, leaned forward, and lowered his voice, as if sharing some incredible secret, his tone full of teasing and excitement at "revealing old secrets":
"And what's more, this eccentric guy has another amazing hobby that outsiders don't know about—collecting luxury homes!"
"It's not about buying, it's about 'gathering' information and 'scouting' the locations on-site!"
He glanced at the shoes on Jiang Yi's feet:
"Unlike most second-generation rich kids who like to spend money on sports cars, collect luxury watches, and chase after female celebrities, he has a special fondness for houses, especially top-tier luxury homes, and he studies them more carefully than his own family's real estate projects."
Wu Shaojie got more and more excited as he spoke:
"His favorite thing to do is to wear those worn-out sneakers, the kind you'd picked up from some vintage market and that'd changed hands countless times, with their 1990s style, and stomp on them like crazy, to really feel the gleaming imported solid wood floors, Italian marble, or Persian carpets in those multi-million or even hundreds of millions of dollars mansions!"
He mimicked Jiang Yi's possible tone:
"In his own twisted logic, this is called 'using the most ordinary equipment to experience the ultimate sense of class transcendence,' while also testing the durability of the building materials! Tell me, isn't this a disgusting and perverted hobby?"