Chapter 122: Chapter 121: A Bottle of Water for Ten Thousand US Dollars
Fang Chenyi was stunned. The other party actually wanted to borrow his plane?
He glanced at Demo Did, who was still waiting, then at the helicopter on the lawn. Finally, Fang Chenyi clenched his jaw and made a decision. Although this would very likely cost him over five hundred million US Dollars, when compared to the greater good of Huaxia, Fang Chenyi was more inclined toward the latter. He spoke straightforwardly to Ouyang Jun on the phone:
"Alright, no problem. You can co and fly the plane away anyti. Of course, you’d better bring sothing to prove your identities. After all, I can’t confirm who you are over a single phone call."
On the other end of the line, Ouyang Jun hadn’t expected him to agree so readily. For a mont, an expression of joy and relief spread across his old face.
After hanging up, Fang Chenyi walked back over to Demo Did.
Seeing him return, Demo Did didn’t wait for Fang Chenyi to speak and cut straight to the chase. "Five hundred million. I can give you five hundred million US Dollars. How about it, Fang? That’s a very sincere offer."
’Damn it, this old bastard must be doing this on purpose, rubbing salt in my wound... Five hundred million US Dollars. Holy crap, that’s a damn tempting offer!’
Although his heart was bleeding, Fang Chenyi wouldn’t go back on a decision he’d already made.
He smiled, waved his hand dismissively, and gestured for Demo Did to enter: "Haha, Young Master Demo Did, you’ve co from so far away. Let’s go inside and sit for a bit. After all, we have an old saying in Huaxia: ’When friends co from afar, even if they are far, they must be exterminated.’ Uh... no, that’s not it. It’s ’is it not a joy?’ Yes, ’is it not a joy?’ Haha, let’s go, let’s go. Let’s head inside for so tea and a chat."
After a mont’s hesitation, Demo Did followed Fang Chenyi into the villa.
Once inside, Demo Did glanced around the villa. A look of contempt unconsciously reappeared on his face. He curled his lip, shrugged at Fang Chenyi, and said:
"Oh, Fang, it seems I should take back what I said earlier. The place where my family’s servants live is decorated much, much better than this... Oh, my apologies. I didn’t an to say that. I’m rely stating a fact."
Fang Chenyi almost stumbled at his words. ’Holy hell, is this old bastard here just to mock ? Goddammit, you’re a nouveau riche oil tycoon from the Middle East talking to
about money. Who in the hell is richer than you people?!’
’Of course, even if I’m thinking this, I can’t lose face, right? So what if your damn family is rich? There are still things you can’t buy, right? Like that Bugatti hypercar, and this helicopter.’
He casually picked up a bottle of mineral water from the coffee table and tossed it to him. No matter how impolite the other party was, Huaxia had been a nation of etiquette since ancient tis. Since he was a guest in the house, he had to be hospitable, however unwillingly.
"Here. The water heater’s broken, so just have so mineral water for now. The mineral water here isn’t heavily polluted like in your country. Our water is quite delicious."
The bit about the water heater being broken was pure nonsense. As ntioned, Huaxia is a nation of etiquette. Since this guest was so unpleasant, there was certainly no need to welco him with freshly brewed tea.
Demo Did caught the bottle of mineral water Fang Chenyi had tossed him, but he didn’t drink it. Instead, he handed it to a bodyguard beside him. Then, with a wave of his hand, another bodyguard took two exquisite glass bottles out of a personal case and handed them to Demo Did.
Demo Did took them, extended one of the bottles to Fang Chenyi, and said with a smug expression:
"Oh, Fang, I think you might have misunderstood sothing. It’s true that the water resources in our country are rather polluted, but nobles like us would never drink that water. Not only will we not drink that, but we also won’t just drink any ordinary water. See? This is my exclusive drinking water, ’AW,’ which stands for ’Aristocratic Water.’ The AW Company is the world’s most famous producer of aristocratic water. Their water is sourced from the world’s cleanest polar glaciers. Therefore, the supply is extrely limited, and ordinary people can’t buy it at all. This single bottle alone is worth ten thousand US Dollars. Fang, I guarantee that after you drink this, you’ll never be able to drink any other water again."
As he spoke, Demo Did uncapped his bottle. GLUG, GLUG, GLUG... He chugged more than half of it in one go before continuing to speak:
"Oh, by the way, it’s not just the quality of the water that’s noble. Even the bottle is a custom-made crystal decanter. What do you think? Isn’t it beautiful?"
Holding the admittedly exquisite bottle of so-called "aristocratic water," Fang Chenyi was montarily dumbfounded. ’Damn, poverty really does limit one’s imagination. A bottle of water worth ten thousand US Dollars? Isn’t that just daylight robbery?’
Seeing Demo Did’s look of utter enjoynt, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but feel curious. ’Is this water really that good?’
Fang Chenyi didn’t just pick it up and drink. Instead, he reached into his woven bag and pulled out his trash tongs. Then, under Demo Did’s astonished gaze, he used the tongs to grip the water bottle before finally picking it up, twisting off the cap, and taking a sip.
The reason he used the trash tongs first was, of course, because he was afraid it might contain so unknown bacteria.
Demo Did watched Fang Chenyi’s actions with curiosity. He waited until Fang Chenyi had taken a drink and saw his brow furrow. Only then did he ask smugly, "So, how is it, Fang? Is that not the best water you’ve ever tasted?"
Fang Chenyi smacked his lips, then, with a frown, screwed the cap back on. Under Demo Did’s astonished gaze, he tossed the entire thing directly into his woven bag.
’Aristocratic water? Worth ten thousand US Dollars a bottle? To be perfectly honest, that sip of water didn’t even taste as good as the damn tap water at his house.’
But regardless of whether the water tasted good, the bottle itself was quite nice-looking. Thinking it might be worth so money, Fang Chenyi, in the spirit of not letting things go to waste, tossed it directly into his woven bag.
However, as soon as he tossed the bottle into his woven bag, a special system notification sound rang in his mind.
[To be continued...]
P.S. Hey everyone, here’s the third Chapter for today! Xiao Youzi is working hard on writing, and I’ll post another update for you all later!
Also, everyone, how do you think we should put this nouveau riche punk in his place?
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