Call Me Daddy

In modern society, all information was transparent. Suddenly, there were ten properties under his name worth nearly several billion yuan in total. Without clear bank records, once someone observant noticed, it would easily attract attention.

[Host, rest assured. The rewards provided by the system will consider all aspects and definitely will not compromise the safety of the host’s life.]

This was the foolish system’s way of motivating him in the previous world to actively complete tasks, appearing voluntarily once again.

However, Su Aobai was skeptical about the system’s thought process. He had to verify it himself. So, after finishing lunch, Su Aobai rode his newly bought electric scooter and first went to fetch his bank statements from the past few years.

In these bank statements, from 15 years ago to 8 years ago, almost every month showed income ranging from tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand. The remitter was identified as Chuandian Novel Website.

Besides that, he surprisingly had an account with a securities firm. Several years before the property certificates were issued, this account invested the royalties into the stock market, earning substantial returns. It showed that all the funds for purchasing the houses came from this source.

Su Aobai immediately logged into Chuandian’s male-oriented section.

Under the original owner’s author ID, which had been dormant for many years, there were several completed novels, each with tens of millions of words. These novels hadn’t gained much popularity online, mostly being a working-man-like pieces following popular themes of the time. However, due to their high output, subscriptions were decent, and with monthly royalties ranging in the tens to hundreds of thousands, he earned quite a sum.

He was certain that these weren’t the original owner’s works. The original owner’s desire to engage in creative writing was simply an excuse to avoid work. In all those years, he hadn’t written more than a thousand words.

With royalties rapidly appreciating in the stock market and property prices not yet skyrocketing, he ended up with these ten properties.

Clearly, this was the doing of the system, regularizing the source of money.

With clear bank records, no matter who wanted to investigate how he managed to own these ten properties, they wouldn’t find any faults.

Feeling relieved, Su Aobai took those ten red-covered books and headed to Binjiang Garden once again.

These ten apartments were conveniently located in two buildings. Six of them were on the lower floors, with the smallest unit being around 140 square meters, each with two units per floor. Additionally, there were four units on the higher floors, all spacious flats with around 300 square meters each, facing the river with a broad view. Moreover, all these properties were fully furnished with high-quality decorations.

Leaving these apartments empty would be such a waste. Renting them out wouldn’t hurt either. Taking in millions of rent every month as pocket money, isn’t that delightful?

So, Su Aobai rode his electric scooter again to a well-reputed real estate agency.

It was late afternoon, and there weren’t many customers in the shop. Su Aobai parked his scooter neatly in the designated area outside the shop and walked in.

“I have houses available for rent.”

These days, landlords didn’t need to pay commission for renting out their properties. Good properties like his were highly sought after by various agencies.

Properties like Su Aobai’s ten apartments were scarce resources in the rental market; well-furnished, in prime locations. In big cities, there was actually a demand for such houses. People without immediate property purchasing quotas, high-level executives, and some foreign high-tech professionals, who had certain requirements for their living standards, didn’t mind paying tens of thousands per month in rent.

“Hello, how many houses are you considering renting out? What’s the location of the community? What are the sizes? Are you the owner? Would it be convenient for you to provide property certificates for registration?”

Soon, a neatly dressed and somewhat shrewd-looking middle-aged woman approached.

Although Su Aobai had arrived on his scooter, dressed casually in a plain T-shirt and casual pants, with flip-flops on his feet, the visitor was a customer. It was foolish to treat clients with less refined appearances poorly. Such behavior was destined to lead to failure in the real estate business.

“Ten units, in Binjiang Garden, all fully furnished with furniture and appliances. I have the property certificates with me, and I am the owner. Please help me register them.”

Su Aobai casually took out a thick stack of property certificates from his backpack, just like a high school senior pulling out exercise books from their bag.

Binjiang Garden! Ten units?!

The middle-aged woman swallowed nervously. Others in the real estate agency couldn’t help but look at Su Aobai with astonishment.

“Sure!”

The woman made a quick decision, showing her brightest and friendliest smile.

“May I know your name, Sir?”

She invited Su Aobai to sit down and eagerly brought over water and snacks.

These ten apartments in Binjiang Garden, according to current market trends, had monthly rents ranging from 30,000 to 50,000 yuan for the furnished units of approximately 140 square meters. For the river-facing large flats in those two buildings, with over 300 square meters each, monthly rents could reach as high as 80,000 to 120,000 yuan.

Moreover, the houses available for rent at Binjiang Garden were in high demand, especially the large flats, which were almost impossible to find.

For many people, such rental prices were already terrifyingly high, but there continued to be demand in this market.

With these ten apartments at Binjiang Garden, if all were successfully rented out, the commission would be substantial. Therefore, the middle-aged female agent was exceptionally enthusiastic, determined to make Su Aobai feel her genuine service attitude, making these ten apartments exclusive listings in her hands. This way, her monthly performance would definitely be secure.

At that moment, there were also two couples in the agency, one looking to buy and the other to rent.

The couple looking to buy had a limited budget but understood the prices of some luxury homes with a reputation in Xijiang. Outside the real estate agency, there was a listing for a house in Binjiang Garden, around 140 square meters, priced at 38 million yuan. Of course, the final transaction price might be slightly lower, but not by much.

How much for ten houses?

380 million yuan! They marveled at it. With an average annual income of 150,000 yuan for ordinary workers, one would have to work without spending anything for over 2,500 years to save up that much money.

But that wasn’t all. While eavesdropping, they learned that four of these units were actually the most expensive river-facing large flats in the entire complex, each priced upwards of 80 million yuan.

One young man couldn’t resist taking out his phone to secretly take pictures and post them on his social media.

[At the real estate agency, saw a tycoon owning ten properties at Binjiang Garden. The tycoon’s style is so low-key. Is this the trend in high society this year? (Envious.jpg) (Envious.jpg) (Envious.jpg) (Drooling.jpg)]

In the video clip with the caption, Su Aobai’s profile was clearly visible, along with the ten red-covered books laid out on the table in front of him.

However, at that moment, Su Aobai was unaware of being photographed or that this video clip would go viral someday.

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Su Aobai handed over the management of the houses to the real estate agency and didn’t interfere further. The agency, fearing the loss of such a large property source, reported the progress of renting out the properties almost daily to him.

Within 100 days, three of the smaller units and one large flat were successfully rented out, with a deposit plus 3 months’ rent paid up front. This directly added over a million yuan to Su Aobai’s account.

He didn’t mention this matter to anyone for the time being.

Another 10 days passed. During these days, most of the meals at home were prepared by Su Tianyuan. Considering the elderly’s delicate health, the elderly couple’s meals were prepared shortly before lunchtime ended, with extra portions made for the guests.

As for what Su Tianyuan cooked, he and Su Aobai’s father and son duo took care of it themselves.

During these days, Su Tianyuan had become quite proficient in cooking several home-style dishes. Because of their simplicity, he had reached a skill level of about six or seven out of ten, similar to what would be cooked in an ordinary household. His knife skills had also improved significantly under his father’s nightly coaching sessions.

Today was the agreed-upon last day. According to the agreement, after tonight’s dinner rush, Su Tianyuan wouldn’t need to come to the shop to help anymore starting tomorrow. Su Aobai also couldn’t stop him from asking the elderly couple for sponsorship funds.

During dinner, the family was somewhat silent, mainly because Su Tianyuan didn’t speak much. In the past, he had been the most talkative during family meals.

Either he would boast about the compliments from today’s livestream viewers or play the innocent puppy eyes, eagerly asking how the dishes he cooked today tasted.

If praised, he would become even more talkative.

It was Su Aobai who finally broke the silence.

He took out from the backpack hanging on the back of his chair a stack of newspaper-wrapped objects shaped like bricks.

“For you.”

He handed the ‘brick’ to Su Tianyuan.