Chapter 85 He seems to have that performance-obsessed syndrome.

"Kan Jiashu, you actually didn't come to greet me." Before the person even arrived, a punchable voice filled the air.

The sound of clicking footsteps approached from a distance. A man with dyed yellow hair, wearing a biker jacket, walked into the living room with a casual stride.

"Some people used to come over for free meals every day as kids. You're more familiar with which way my front door opens than a dog," Kan Jiashu retorted bluntly.

Ling Yue turned around, drawn by the voice, just as the man's gaze happened to land on her.

"The person who wants to buy my house is actually a young girl." He stepped forward and extended his hand with a free-spirited air. "Hello, I'm Su Zhao. 'Su' as in 'guisu' (destination) and 'Zhao' as in 'tiandi zhaozhao' (clear as day).

You look younger than me. People around me call me Brother Su; you can call me that too."

"Hello, I'm Ling Yue." With that, Ling Yue stood up and prepared to shake his hand.

To her surprise, Kan Jiashu didn't give him any face at all, slapping Su Zhao's hand away. "Stop putting on an act, Old Su!"

"Why are you undermining me! I'm only thirty. How am I old?" Su Zhao pulled his hand back in dissatisfaction. He sat down on the sofa without ceremony, sprawling his arm across the backrest while using the other hand to spear a piece of pineapple from the fruit plate and pop it into his mouth.

"Maybe it's because you're young at heart. Old Su, you really don't look old." Ling Yue wasn't lying; after all, money keeps a person youthful, and Su Zhao looked like he was in his early twenties.

"Look at Sister Ling Yue, she's so well-spoken. Then look at you!" Su Zhao put down the fork and casually started a conversation. "How have you been lately?

I heard you started a new project. Sigh, I really envy you. Uncle Kan supports you no matter what you do, unlike me. At my age, everything I do is called 'not a proper job'."

"Well, the major shareholder of my new project is right in front of you." Kan Jiashu gestured toward Ling Yue with his chin.

Su Zhao sat up, looking back and forth between Ling Yue and Kan Jiashu with an envious expression. "How is your luck so good?" He shifted his seat toward Ling Yue. "Sister Ling Yue, do you want to come and inspect my company?

I've established a game company and have developed over a dozen mini-games that can be played directly on TikTok China and WeChat. For example, 'Giant Swing', 'Flower Shooter', 'Nostalgic Spot the Difference', 'Little Organizer', and things like that. Have you played them?"

Ling Yue was about to nod because she really had played them—she had even spent money on them.

Then she heard Kan Jiashu ask, "Aren't those games profitable? What did you do to need money so urgently? You're even selling the manor Grandpa Su gave you."

"The old man gave me more than one manor, but this is the only one in my name. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to sell it."

He looked dejected for a moment, then thought of something and perked up again:

"I recently scouted a very good team. They plan to release a mobile game with a setting and gameplay that really appeal to me. You know, game development is a money sink. My savings aren't nearly enough, so I've been forced to sell my property. Your big brother here is in a miserable state!"

He seemed to have a flair for the dramatic, looking at Ling Yue piteously. "Sister Ling Yue, I hope you won't bargain too hard."

Getting goosebumps, Ling Yue held up a hand. "Stop. Just call me Ling Yue."

"That's so distant." Su Zhao popped another grape into his mouth.

Ling Yue pointed at Kan Jiashu. "Then why don't you call him Little Brother Jiashu?"

Su Zhao suddenly clutched his head. "I lost a fight once, and since then, I lost the right to name him."

Ling Yue: "..."

Kan Jiashu couldn't help but roll his eyes. He tapped the table three times with his knuckle. "Aren't we here to talk about the manor? Let's get to the point. Old Su, what's your asking price?"

Su Zhao spat out a grape skin and regained his composure. "1.88 billion."

Seeing that Ling Yue's expression didn't change, he continued, "I have the usage rights to that mountain for 70 years, with 58 years remaining. Back then, it cost 400 million just to buy the usage rights. After that, clearing the land, building the house, plus renovations, road construction, forest maintenance, and various other configurations cost another 500 million.

However, the area was quite remote back then, and the surrounding facilities weren't that complete. Later, the government built shopping malls, hospitals, and schools nearby, so naturally, the value of our mountain rose accordingly.

368 mu of land—that's not the area of the whole mountain, but the usable area enclosed by the manor.

All the equipment has been overhauled since I took over and is in perfect condition. You can move in immediately after buying it. 1.88 billion is a very fair price."

Su Zhao flipped through his photo album. "I found a video."

Ling Yue took his phone. The cover was an aerial shot.

Su Zhao explained, "I filmed this while playing with a drone. It'll have to do."

In the video, the manor was located in the heart of the mountain forest. Amidst a large, dense woods, there was a white and blue castle-like building in the center. At its front, back, left, and right were huge, very flat green lawns.

"On the left is a horse racing track and stables.

That row of low white buildings in the back is the banquet hall for large gatherings. It can accommodate ten thousand people at once.

Do you see that cluster of low treetops on the right? That's a man-made maze.

Next to it are outdoor soccer, basketball, and tennis courts, as well as an open-air swimming pool.

Tsk, this video makes the manor look small. The lawns are actually very wide; you could play golf on any of them without a problem," Su Zhao introduced chatteringly.

Ling Yue had her own thoughts.

Looking at the video alone, the distance between the manor's buildings was so great that the overall space appeared very empty. It gave off an absurd feeling, like a few sesame seeds scattered on a palm-sized white cake; the rest of the space wasn't well-utilized.

The architectural style wasn't to her liking either.

Once she bought it, she would definitely have to tear it down and rebuild; otherwise, it would be a waste of resources.

"What do you think?" Su Zhao felt a bit uneasy seeing that Ling Yue hadn't spoken for a long time.

News of the manor being for sale had been out for over six months, and Ling Yue was the first person to inquire about the price.

Su Zhao truly wanted to sell and lowered his requirements appropriately. "If you can't pay the full amount at once, I can accept installments."

Ling Yue handed the phone back to Su Zhao. "Looking at it on a phone is too limited after all. How about this: when are you free to take me there for an on-site visit? We can discuss the price in detail after that."

"Of course. Wait a moment, let me check my upcoming schedule." Su Zhao contacted his secretary.

After another ten minutes of coordinating, he finally said, "Next Tuesday, I've cleared a whole day. It's a 190-kilometer drive from Hangzhou, which takes about three hours. Shall we meet at the highway exit then?"

Ling Yue nodded: "It's a deal then.""