"What the heck?"
"Did I hear that wrong? Did Lu Yiyao just say they live in all these buildings?"
"Isn't each building at least seventeen or eighteen stories high? Each floor must be at least five or six hundred square ters, right? At 120,000 per square ter, how much would that cost? One tis seven is seven, two tis eight is sixteen, three tis eight is International Won's Day..."
"Stop counting, it's probably longer than your phone number."
"Just a mont ago we were feeling that it was a bit beneath Zhang to live in a place like this. Has Zhang just let himself go completely? People buy apartnts one by one, but you, my friend, buy them building by building? And seven at a ti?"
"Is this really the production crew from 'Children of the Future'? I suspect you're undercover agents sent by the 'Versailles programming team'. What in the world is this if not suffering?"
"Just showing off wealth in a live broadcast?"
"6666!"
...
It took the host a very long ti to recover from this shock. Just like the viewers, she initially thought Zhang nglong and Lu Yiyao were only living in one of the apartnts, or at most had bought an entire floor.
Who would have known that all seven buildings belonged to Zhang nglong? This was beyond her realm of knowledge! Wasn't it troubleso for just two people to live in such a huge place? Maybe they even needed to change floors and elevators just to go to the bathroom.
She composed herself and said, "True to Mr. Zhang's residence, it's really a great surprise to us."
"It's nothing, just a place to settle down," said Zhang nglong casually, "Let
give you a tour."
The host was thinking exactly that. Two people living in a villa complex with seven buildings, each over twenty stories high—this was huge news. Today's live broadcast ratings would definitely reach a very terrifying number.
She believed that as long as the live broadcast was explosive enough, more and more viewers would tune in!
As expected, more and more people flocked to the channel, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room once again surged past 50 million!
So people had just watched Hua Yuhan's daily life. She lived in a single-family villa, but even if that villa was luxurious, it was only a four-story building with a construction area of 1,400 square ters.
In comparison, Zhang nglong's residence included multiple stories and tens of thousands of square ters' worth of villas—and there were seven of them!
This start of the show was a direct knockout, wasn't it?
"I've always heard that Mr. Zhang has collected a lot of luxury cars; could we have the honor to feast our eyes?" the host asked with great anticipation.
"Aren't you here to film Yiyi's life today? Why would you want to see this stuff?" Zhang nglong countered.
"This is also a part of Miss Lu's life, and I believe the fans of Miss Lu would also like to have a glimpse," the host quickly responded.
"Alright then," Zhang nglong led them into the underground parking garage.
The mont the lights turned on, dozens of luxury cars appeared before the live broadcast cara.
"Hiss..."
"Apollo's Sun God, Aston Martin's Valkyrie, Pagani's God of the Winds... each one costs millions of US Dollars, right?"
"And there's Koenigsegg! The whole series! Every single model! All of these are limited edition cars!"
"Venom, xxrx, One, Bugatti... This isn't a garage, this is clearly a car show!"
"Huh? Soone's coming in?" The cara suddenly focused on the entrance of the garage, where a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her fifties walked straight up to a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.
Upon seeing Zhang nglong, she imdiately greeted him respectfully as the boss.
"Boss, do we have guests today?"
"Yes," nodded Zhang nglong, then he said to the production crew, "Everyone should stay here for dinner today, and you can sleep here tonight if you need to. You can get any working equipnt directly from ."
"How could we impose?" The staff imdiately showed surprised smiles, but they were still polite in their response.
"It doesn't matter," Zhang nglong turned to the woman and said, "Auntie Liu, buy a bit more for lunch, the vegetables I shipped from Australia don't seem to taste as good as the pure farm vegetables from the West Street market."
"Got it, I was thinking the sa today."
After speaking, Auntie Liu got into the Rolls-Royce and drove off, leaving everyone in astonishnt.
"What's the situation? Is this auntie from Zhang's dostic staff?"
"What's the aning of this? Going grocery shopping in a Rolls-Royce?"
"Holy crap!"
"Damn!"
"Zhang, does your family need soone to buy groceries?"
"I could just die right here. Even their dostics are driving those kinds of cars?"
"Mr. Zhang, who is that relative of yours?" the host thought it might be one of Zhang nglong's relatives—who else would let a vegetable vendor drive a Rolls-Royce to go shopping?
"That's our housekeeper," Zhang nglong said, "Recently their usual cars broke down, so they're just using these temporarily."
"You guys might think this auntie is just a dostic worker," Zhang nglong chuckled, "but Aunt Liu is a national Level One athlete and a graduate student from Qingbei University."
"What the heck! Since when is a Rolls-Royce considered a substitute car?"
"Even dostic workers have such high standards now?"
"Alright, I'm not worthy!"
"Let's go, we'll take a look upstairs," Zhang nglong said, taking the production crew with him in the elevator to the floors where they lived their daily lives.
The room's interior opulence surpassed everyone's imagination, with paintings hanging on the walls that were extrely valuable masterpieces, and the decorative objects were also antiques—it was just like walking into a museum.
"Ah~~~" At this mont, a deep, rich male voice ca from upstairs.
"Mr. Zhang, Miss Lu, what's that sound?"
"Oh, those are a few vocal teachers I hired for Yiyi," Zhang nglong explained, "They're probably warming up their voices right now!"
"Speaking of which, it's about ti for my vocal practice," Lu Yiyao said.
The cara shifted directly to another floor of the building, which combined two large flats into one with a ceiling height of ten ters—the place where Lu Yiyao regularly practiced.
In the room, several people were warming up their voices, and by a piano sat a figure. There was also soone playing a violin, another playing a guqin, and one playing a suona...
"These are..."
"Oh, these are all Yiyi's teachers," Zhang nglong said with a smile, "She's going to participate in 'Child of the Future', so of course it's best to learn as many skills as possible. That's why I hired a group of teachers for her."
"Wait, I've seen that person before! On the program a few days ago!" soone imdiately recognized one of the vocal teachers.
"Domingo! One of the world's three great tenors! Did Mr. Zhang not only invite him as a guest but also keep him as a teacher?"
"Evgeny Kissin! The world's current top-ranked piano master, even Lang Lang lags a bit compared to him!"
"Itzhak Perlman! The world's most outstanding violinist—he retired several years ago, didn't he? Mr. Zhang even brought him over?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how much money does it take to hire these people?"
"With a boyfriend like that, did Lu Yiyao save the Earth in her past life?"
"Save the Earth? She practically saved the whole universe, okay?"
After finishing two hours of practice, Lu Yiyao and Zhang nglong continued to stroll around with the mbers of the production crew.
"This is the swimming pool."
"The rooftop is a golf course."
"The building opposite has a helipad on the roof."
"What's this place?"
"Oh, this is our cat's lair!"
"Mr. Zhang and Miss Lu keep cats? They must be pricey, right?"
"Just ordinary Siberian golden gradations!"
"Siberian golden gradation? What kind of breed is that?"
"Siberian Tigers!"
...
"Cut!" With a flicker on the screen, the live broadcast suddenly cut off.
On the broadcast screen, a few large characters appeared:
This live broadcast contains displays of wealth that go against socialist core values and has been temporarily banned!
"???"
"Damn it? Banned?"
"Wow, one live broadcast and it's already against the core values of socialism—that's impressive!"
"This has to be the most intense broadcast ever."
"What the heck!" Zhang nglong was also sowhat speechless, innocently spreading his hands, "I'm not showing off wealth, nor is this against socialist core values. This is just my everyday life!"
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