Chapter 1822 I Am the First Generation of Rich

"Your name?"

Wei Wenhui spoke in a slow voice, not in a hurry, and a pair of eyes fell on Lin Yi's body, and there was a bit of deepness in the dark eyes.

"Forest."

"I often hear people say that Lin Yan always misses you, but I have never had a chance to see you."

Wei Wenhui nodded: "You are in Quhang, not in Yanjing. Although Quhang is good and has outstanding people, compared to Yanjing, it's not as tasty."

"I am a native of Yanjing. My ancestors first made a living by peddling on the street and relying on street juggling. Later, my grandparents saved money to do business. They came and went. Although they didn't save much money at the end of the last century, they still stayed in Yanjing. With two courtyard houses."

Wei Wenhui poured wine while talking.

The most valuable thing in Yanjing is not a three-story villa, nor a company with a turnover of hundreds of millions, but an out-and-out courtyard building.

Wei Wenhui said it lightly, but it sounded more meaningful.

Nowadays, the price of an orthodox courtyard house is more than hundreds of millions?

Those are all treasures like antiques, and their value cannot be sold.

Listening to Wei Wenhui talking about this matter this time, the rest of the mathematics department were all stunned.

They have known Wei Wenhui for a long time, but they have never heard him talk about such a thing.

Sun Jie was stunned, Zhao Xin opened his eyes curiously, and even Nana, who had been clamoring for a handsome guy, immediately looked at Wei Wenhui.

"A set of courtyard houses, can you get one hundred million yuan?"

Sun Jie asked curiously, and when she was asking, she stared at Guo Feng who was sitting over there.

Prior to this, Guo Feng had never told her about Wei Wenhui's background. She thought that Wei Wenhui was just a good student with both good character and academics and a bright future.

Sun Jie was thinking, on the one hand, to see the self-cultivation and character of that Quhang boy, and on the other hand, she also hoped that Chen Linyan could have a clearer understanding of the gap and difference between the two, so as to make a better choice .

But it's different now.

Wei Wenhui suddenly transformed from a good student with excellent academic performance and a bright future into a mysterious second-generation rich man worth hundreds of millions.

Moreover, this rich second generation is so low-key that it is outrageous. From the clothes, there is no sign of arrogance at all. It is fundamentally different from the domineering second generations who grew up at the foot of the imperial city.

There is a huge disparity in power.

Sun Jie also felt a little regretful.

In her eyes, money is of course a good thing.

But the choice between love and happiness is often turned upside down because of the existence of money.

"The smaller quadrangle is indeed more than 100 million yuan, but the two quadrangle courtyards mentioned by Brother Wei are not ordinary quadrangle courtyards with one entry and one exit."

Guo Feng smiled, ignored Sun Jie's somewhat annoyed eyes, and continued to speak leisurely: "I have been to that courtyard, one has two entrances and two exits, and the other has three entrances and three exits, it's in the alley next to the Forbidden City. "

"In the early years, a hundred-year-old banyan tree in the yard was auctioned off.

Sold for 21 million. "

His voice was calm, and when he talked about numbers, his tone seemed a little eager, and he couldn't help but be a little arrogant.

"A banyan tree sold for 21 million?"

"It's impossible for a century-old banyan tree to be at this price!"

"That's not necessarily the case. The old banyan tree rooted under the Forbidden City is a cultural relic, and it's not surprising that it is worth the price."

"So, the value of those two courtyard houses is probably around one billion?"

Everyone in the Department of Mathematics of Yanjing University was stunned, their faces were full of shock, and they all looked at Wei Wenhui who was sitting there.

This Nima is more famous than the general second generation.

What's more, as long as this kind of old-fashioned courtyard is placed there and left untouched, its value will only increase in the future.

"The price is not high, but it's ok."

After drinking a glass of beer, Wei Wenhui's voice was calm, and he looked at Lin Yi with a bit more sharpness: "I'm not saying this to hurt you, I'm just explaining a fact, I hope you can understand."

"A man who can be admired by Lin Yan and has been missed for so long, I guess it is impossible for him to be too ordinary."

"However, in Yanjing, there is never a shortage of geniuses and eccentrics, but no matter how talented you are, you will be vulnerable in the face of high housing prices."

Wei Wenhui's voice was still quiet, as if he couldn't hear much sadness or joy.

His eyes were clear, his tone was deep, and he maintained his usual restrained posture.

Even when he told his worth and background just now, his speech and demeanor didn't give people the slightest feeling of arrogance.

On the contrary, it seemed that he was talking about events that had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bring any disgust to people at all.

"What are you talking about?"

Sitting beside Lin Yi, Chen Linyan's expression changed when she heard Wei Wenhui's words, and her tone became more serious: "Senior Wei, how many houses your family has is your business, I'm not interested in knowing."

"If you're just here to show off your wealth, please don't look at me. Your house and money are all yours and have nothing to do with me."

Chen Linyan's face was solemn, and the anger she was holding back reached the verge of eruption.

Wei Wenhui didn't speak, shook his head, and continued to look at Lin Yi: "There's no need for a girl to block the knife for you at this time."

"I didn't mean to show off my wealth, I just stated the facts. The fact is that I have a family background, which can allow Lin Yan to live elegantly, richly, decently and easily in Yanjing City."

"Then what about you, Classmate Lin."

"You, are you the rich second generation?"

Wei Wenhui inquired and asked.

Lin Yi picked up a can of beer on the table, pulled the tab, and shook his head in a calm manner.

"Official_Second Generation?"

Wei Wenhui asked again.

The people around have stopped talking.

Guo Feng had a slightly victorious smile on his face. He shook the beer can in his hand and lightly clinked the glasses with the students next to him, looking as if he was going to win.

The others all looked at Lin Yi who was sitting there, and they were waiting more in their field of vision.

The atmosphere in the deck became weird.

The girl singing on the stage adjusted the position of the microphone and guitar at this time, cleared her throat, changed her tone from the song "Zebra Zebra", and began to sing "Southern Girl" by Zhao Lei.

The tone is still melodious, but the voice is more deep and hoarse.

More people nearby also noticed the unusual atmosphere of the booth here.

Lin Yi shook his head again.

Wei Wenhui's face was still calm, and the corners of Guo Feng's mouth were slightly raised.

"Even if it is the second generation of the small place below, when they arrive in Yanjing, the dragon will be coiled, and the tiger will be lying down."

Wei Wenhui's tone was gentle, but at this moment, the sharpness of his body finally gradually began to show: "So, you are neither the second generation of rich nor the second generation of officials, what do you think? What do you give Linyan happiness?"

"Or do you want to use the old-fashioned rhetoric that love cannot be measured by material things, or you want to say that you have a bright future, and push the pressure and responsibility to a later date?

Wei Wenhui's eyes were piercing, and his momentum was like a rainbow, like a falcon that had been planning for a long time finally showed its sharp claws.

He didn't bother to publicize his identity as a rich second generation, nor did he bother to publicize how many connections he had.

I just hope to come up with the most effective method and cut the mess quickly.

A penny beats a penny, this is the reality.

Guo Feng and the others did not speak, but still looked at Lin Yi.

Chen Linyan looked anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

Nana tilted her head to look at it, and Zhao Xin looked thoughtful.

Sun Jie looked at the boy's face which flickered under the light.

It suddenly occurred to him that it would be too cruel to throw a boy who had just graduated from college into such a realistic conversation.

And Lin Yi took a sip of wine, and the beer bottle in the can was placed on the wine table.

The bottom of the bottle made a soft crunching sound when it touched the table.

The sound is not loud, but it is enough to focus the attention of everyone around.

He glanced at Wei Wenhui, his voice was sparse and normal.

"I agree with part of your point of view."

"This world is very real, and it is very unwise to push the responsibility and pressure to the future."

Lin Yi spoke.

The others have already shown the smiles of the victors one by one.

Guo Feng gave Wei Wenhui a cheering look, and the sight that fell on Lin Yi suddenly became more sympathetic.

"But sorry."

"I'm not a rich second generation."

"I'm from the rich generation."

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