classifiedscript Chapter 567 The Air of Living Many Years
Chapter 567 The Air of Living Many Years
Ye Fan casually pulled out the uniquely designed Pagani car key from his pocket, which looked like a work of art. He twirled it casually between his fingers, then tossed it at Zhang Lang without even looking at it.
"Here you go. Your drool is practically dripping all over my car. Take it and drive it if you want. I'll let you have your fun being a driver today."
"Holy crap!!! Brother Ye! My own brother! No, from this day forward, you're my father!"
Zhang Lang scrambled to catch the heavy key, practically lunging forward. He was so happy he almost jumped three feet high on the spot, his smile as radiant as if he had won the lottery.
He eagerly pressed the key with his almost trembling hand, listening to the soft "beep" and the moment the car door rose gracefully like butterfly wings.
His comical manner of eagerly and cautiously climbing into the low driver's seat amused Wu Shaojie, Jiang Yi, and the other second-generation rich kids around him, causing the atmosphere to instantly become lively.
As for Ye Fan himself, he had no intention of squeezing into that highly anticipated Pagani supercar.
That thing is cool and it's a real head-turner, but the chassis is so stiff it hurts, the space is cramped, and after driving it for a long time you'll have back pain. It's purely a "beautiful burden".
He turned around casually, his gaze precisely locked onto Wu Shaojie, and directly opened the electric sliding door of Wu's black Toyota Alphard minivan, which was known for its extreme spaciousness, comfort, and quietness and was called a "mobile first-class cabin".
If you can lie down comfortably and be a pampered lord, who would bother to suffer the pain of driving?
This is the wisdom of knowing how to enjoy life.
"Old Wu, your car is still the most comfortable. It's spacious and the seats can be reclined."
Ye Fan, without any regard for appearances, sank deep into the second-row leather airline seat, which was comparable to a first-class airplane seat, and adjusted it to the most relaxed angle.
He even grabbed a bottle of water from the small refrigerator next to him and sighed comfortably: "Tell the driver to drive carefully later. The road is still long. I'll take a nap and recharge."
Wu Shaojie rolled his eyes, somewhat speechless, and chuckled, "You sure know how to enjoy yourself! Treating this like your personal car, huh?"
A moment later.
As the beastly V12 naturally aspirated engine inside the dark gray Pagani roared out its first deep and powerful roar, it instantly ignited the passion in the parking lot.
Immediately afterwards, the engines of other supercars roared in response, like beasts awakening.
A massive convoy, led by a Pagani and followed by Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Mercedes-Benz G-Class, and other top-of-the-line sports cars and luxury vehicles, drove away from [Cuiwei Tea House] in a grand and imposing manner.
The convoy, accompanied by a thrilling roar and sweltering heat, resembled a giant steel dragon gleaming with a metallic sheen.
Bathed in the autumn sunlight, we cut through the city's hustle and bustle, heading straight for our first destination—the mysterious and top-tier project, [Xuanwu Lake No. 1], on the shores of Xuanwu Lake...
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Looking at the entire city of Nanjing and even the surrounding provinces and cities, the natural scenery and cultural heritage of Xuanwu Lake are among the best and most irreplaceable.
It is located right next to the beautiful and majestic Zijin Mountain.
Surrounded by extremely high forest coverage, lush and verdant, it is like a natural super oxygen bar and ecological barrier closely connected to the pulse of the city.
Looking into the distance, the lake water is as clear as jade, vast and misty, shimmering with golden light under the autumn sun.
A gentle breeze wafts from the lake, carrying with it the moisture, the freshness of the grass and trees, and a faint fragrance of the mountains and fields, instantly washing away all the noise, restlessness, and fatigue that city dwellers have absorbed into their bones.
As a reborn individual, Ye Fan understands the ultimate value of this land better than anyone else.
Xuanwu Lake is undoubtedly beautiful now, but in a few years, with the tightening of national policies on nature reserves and the delineation of red lines, its scenery will change.
This core area, known as the "green lung of Nanjing," will be completely designated as an "absolute no-go zone for real estate development."
From then on, not an inch of new residential or commercial land could be approved.
Scarcity increases value, and policies create permanent barriers.
This means that the early real estate projects around Xuanwu Lake, especially those occupying prime locations like [Xuanwu Lake No. 1], are now facing challenges.
In the near future, they will all be directly upgraded to "world-class rare assets" that cannot be replicated or regenerated!
Its scarcity will increase exponentially over time.
Around 2020.
The housing prices here will skyrocket, breaking through the ceiling of ordinary people's imagination and soaring to an outrageous peak.
At that time, any one of the lakeside luxury mansions would be enough to trigger a frenzy of pursuit and bidding among the top wealthy people.
It's not just a house; it's a symbol of identity, health, and legacy.
At this moment, the convoy was slowly driving along the tree-lined avenue around the lake, and the low roar of the engines seemed to have been restrained in awe.
Outside the car window, to the left is the lush, verdant Zhongshan Forest, seemingly endless, while to the right is the vast, misty Xuanwu Lake, where the water and sky blend seamlessly, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Mountains and lakes, strength and gentleness, tranquility and dynamism, achieve perfect harmony here.
As he gazed at the slowly unfolding, picturesque landscape, Ye Fan, sitting in the airline-style seat of the van, raised an eyebrow slightly and casually pressed the button for the electric window lowering beside him.
As the car window silently slid down, an incredibly fresh and cool lake breeze instantly rushed into the car.
He took a deep breath of the air, which was a blend of fresh mountain air and the slightly sweet taste of lake water. The refreshing and invigorating comfort washed over him, as if every pore of his body had been awakened.
This feeling is worlds apart from the feeling of being on the top floor of the Zifeng Tower, isolated by glass curtain walls, overlooking the entire city but inevitably surrounded by car exhaust and central air conditioning recirculation – a natural gift that money can hardly buy.
"No wonder those successful, shrewd old foxes who cherish their reputations all try to squeeze into places like this when they get older."
Ye Fan casually rested one hand on the windowsill, feeling the breeze brush against the back of his hand, a faint smile of knowing confidence and determination playing on his lips.
"Putting everything else aside, just the air quality here is so good that working and living here will prolong your life. You can live at least ten years longer than if you lived in the CBD."
"Health is the ultimate luxury."
Before long, the imposing convoy gradually slowed down and finally came to a steady stop on a particularly lush and tranquil flat area at the foot of Zijin Mountain.
Looking up from here, the view is even more breathtaking.
On the sunny side of the mountain, starting from the mountainside, luxurious buildings are scattered in a staggered and partially hidden manner, nestled deep within dense greenery and meticulously designed gardens.
Those massive building complexes, layered upon each other, built along the contours of the mountain, as if they were growing out of the mountain itself.
While protecting the native vegetation, the area embraces the beauty of the lake and mountains to the fullest extent, which together constitute the [Xuanwu Lake No. 1] villa area.