As soon as he entered, Lin Dong was awestruck; it truly lived up to its reputation as the most luxurious unit, with lavish decorations to the extreme.
Lin Dong walked to the three-meter-high, ten-meter-long floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery before him, and felt a sense of "standing at the peak, with all mountains appearing small."
"Mr. Lin, this is the penthouse of Building One. The floor-to-ceiling window in front of you is made of imported bulletproof glass, ten centimeters thick. Even ordinary missiles can't break it, and its transparency is extremely high, not affecting sunlight at all. This single window is worth over ten million. And the magnificent chandelier above your head is imported from France and can change into more than ten colors."
"This is the kitchen."
"This is the bedroom."
"This is the study."
"This is the wine cellar."
"This is the restroom."
"This is the reception room."
"This is the entertainment room."
Then the two went to the twenty-eighth floor.
"There's an indoor swimming pool here. The water can be changed regularly every morning, and the water is purified, sterile water that you can drink directly."
After Cui Jia finished speaking, she even scooped some water with her hand and brought it to her mouth for a sip, intending to make Lin Dong feel that the water was very clean.
Another hour passed with their tour.
When they left the house after viewing it, Cui Jia said to Lin Dong, "Mr. Lin, please go back to the sales office to rest. I'll be right there after I wipe the floor."
Then Cui Jia took a towel, preparing to wipe the floor.
"No need to wipe it. I'll take this house."
Cui Jia's hand trembled when she heard Lin Dong's words.
"Mr.... Mr. Lin, what did you just say?"
"I said no need to wipe it. I'll take this house."
"Really?"
"Of course!" Lin Dong replied with certainty.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin! Shall we go through the procedures now?" Cui Jia asked excitedly.
"Okay."
The two returned to the sales office.
All the way, Cui Jia felt somewhat unreal.
Lin Dong was actually going to buy this house.
She had just calculated that the total price of this house was 398 million, and her commission would be 3.98 million. She had never seen so much money in her life. With this money, she could buy ten houses in her small hometown.
Actually, only someone like Cui Jia, who came from a small place and was new to the industry, would believe Lin Dong's words so readily. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't believe Lin Dong would buy this house. A seemingly poor guy, with 400 million to buy a house? They wouldn't believe it even if you beat them to death. Of course, they wouldn't have brought Lin Dong to see it either.
After returning to the sales office, Cui Jia busied herself preparing the contract and called the manager, who then rushed over with the finance department.
By the time everything was handed over, it was already evening, but none of the sales office staff had left. They found it hard to believe that Cui Jia had actually sold the penthouse of Building One.
Only after the payment was made did they have to accept the fact, and at the same time, their hearts were bleeding. Four million! This was four million! Just now, Lin Dong stood in the lobby for a few minutes, and no one went up to greet him. If anyone had, that four million would have been theirs.
That woman named Sister Liu even wished she could slap herself twice. Four million! Last year, to sell a house worth 800,000, she had to accompany a pot-bellied rich man for a month to sign the contract.
She was disgusted for a whole month just to earn 800,000, while Cui Jia just earned 4 million in half a day. It made her feel like spitting blood.
Lin Dong left Jiangnan International Mansion and called Zhao Xuan again. They had dinner at a hotel, and then he spent over 10,000 yuan on a new phone, throwing his old second-hand one directly into the trash.
Returning to the top floor of Building One in Jiangnan International Mansion, this was now Lin Dong's home, and he would likely live here for a long time to come.
He called his university advisor and took a few days of sick leave. The news of Lin Dong spitting blood and collapsing at school had spread, and his advisor naturally knew about it, so he didn't make things difficult for Lin Dong.
Lin Dong didn't want to go to school for the next two days. If he went back, many people would surely mock him.
Wait until tomorrow, I'll buy a luxury car, then drive it straight back to school. Let's see who dares to mock me.
Jiang Shan, you gave up our three years of relationship for a bag worth over 10,000. When I drive a car worth millions or tens of millions back to school, let's see if you regret it, damn it.
Lying on the imported leather sofa, Lin Dong felt that the life of the rich was simply too... comfortable.
Lin Dong looked at the panel in front of him.
Host: Lin Dong
Balance: 9999999501986412 yuan
Constitution: 15 (weak) +
Spirit: 28 (normal) +
Skills: Can be freely increased, requires consumption of Divine Power Points +
Divine Power Points: 4
There was a plus sign after Constitution, Spirit, and Skills, and he now had four Divine Power Points.
Lin Dong unhesitatingly added all four Divine Power Points to his Constitution.
The Constitution stat changed from fifteen to nineteen.
In an instant, Lin Dong felt a warmth spread through his body. The weakness and lack of strength he had experienced for years due to malnutrition noticeably began to improve.
He felt strength throughout his body, and looking at himself, he found that he had become stronger.
"It actually has such an effect?"
"If I spent dozens of Divine Power Points on Constitution, wouldn't I be even more formidable than an Olympic champion?"
Lin Dong felt life was bright.
He took out his phone and opened WeChat. There were two friend requests.
One was Zhao Xuan.
The other was Cui Jia.
Lin Dong accepted both.
Soon, Zhao Xuan sent a message.
"Younger Brother Lin Dong, are you asleep?"
"Not yet! Sister Xuan, is something up?"
"Can't I message you if nothing's up?"
"You can... of course you can! I'm happy to receive a message from Sister Xuan!"
"Younger Brother Lin Dong, you're so sweet. I'm off this Sunday. Are you free, Younger Brother Lin Dong? I'd like to invite you to go swimming!"
After reading the message, an image of Zhao Xuan in a bikini appeared in Lin Dong's mind, and his body felt a burst of heat.
Damn, this is naked temptation.
How could he resist the temptation of this fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged sister?
Finally, Lin Dong realized he couldn't resist at all.
So he replied with a message:
"I'm free, I'm free. How could I not be free when Sister Xuan invites me!"
"Then it's settled, see you Sunday!"
"Okay, Sister Xuan!"
"Younger Brother Lin Dong, goodnight."
"Sister Xuan, goodnight!"
Lin Dong actually looked forward to Sunday arriving quickly.
After playing on WeChat for a while, he felt it was meaningless. His social circle was small to begin with, and most of his WeChat friends were classmates he had a decent relationship with, from junior high, high school, and university. A few class groups were quite lively, but Lin Dong rarely popped up in the groups, and then there were some relatives from his family.
Only a few roommates sent messages to check on him.
Lin Dong's parents passed away in an accident when he was less than ten years old. He lived with his second uncle until high school.
At that time, his two uncles and one maternal uncle fought fiercely for his guardianship. During that period, his second uncle and second aunt were extremely good to him. Lin Dong thought that even without his parents, he would have a good life with his second uncle, so he ultimately chose his second uncle.
However, once the guardianship was secured, Lin Dong's life became difficult. He was often beaten and scolded, and even ate leftovers, which led to his constant malnutrition.
Only when he became sensible did he realize that what they were fighting for was not his guardianship, but the nearly two million yuan in compensation from his parents.
From the time he started high school at sixteen, he hadn't received a single penny from them. If it weren't for his maternal aunt and Eldest Aunt helping him out, he probably would have dropped out of school.
Originally, the agreement was that the nearly two million yuan in compensation would be given to Lin Dong when he turned eighteen, but to this day, he hasn't seen a single cent.
For this matter, his maternal aunt, Eldest Aunt, and maternal uncle often argued with his second uncle and second aunt, but what could they do? The money was in someone else's hands, and his second aunt directly said that all that money had been spent on Lin Dong over the years.
Lin Dong silently estimated that the money spent on him at his second uncle's house over the years probably didn't exceed five thousand yuan, which was basically just some necessary tuition fees for junior high and one or two sets of cheap clothes from street stalls each year.
Thinking of this, Lin Dong felt that life was truly messed up.