I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"My name is Tsuchiya Harukai." "I'm a real estate agent." "I am Oshima Nishio." "I am Daisai Hachiko!" ... Noki Kimura had listened to nearly two hundred Kaibong names all at once, and his head buzzed incessantly. Was he really a Kaibong? Why did these Kaibong names sound legitimate yet completely unfamiliar? Although Noki Kimura knew Huaxia language, he didn't understand it profoundly enough to grasp the meanings behind their names. "Mr. Zhang, did all these friends of yours study abroad in Kaibong?" Noki Kimura asked. "Not really, mainly because your Kaibong culture is widely popular in our Huaxia, so everyone has been exposed to it to some extent," Zhang Menglong laughed, "We always need to step out of the country, out into the world, and it always helps to have a nickname when mingling abroad." "Nickname? Do you mean that musical instrument?" Noki Kimura was puzzled. "No, no, I mean what we call a foreign name," Zhang Menglong said sarcastically, "Nowadays, your Kaibong culture is indeed very popular worldwide." "Really?" Noki Kimura showed a pleased expression. There was no reason to be unhappy when someone else praised his country, "It seems like Mr. Zhang really appreciates our Kaibong culture." "Absolutely, not just me, my buddies here love it too, right?" Zhang Menglong nudged his friends nearby. "Yes, yes, yes!" "Absolutely, we really love your culture!" "My computer is filled with the gems of your culture!" "Really?" Noki Kimura's eyes brightened, "May I know what aspects of our Kaibong culture do you all appreciate? The art of ninja? The tea ceremony? Or our cuisine?" "I like Teacher Momotani." "I like Teacher Ozawa." "I like Teacher Kato." "I like Teacher Aoi." "Well, I still like Teacher Nozomi!" "Haha, brother, let's borrow a phrase to speak!" "Can this slope even be driven on?" ... Noki Kimura's mouth twitched. He had really been bewitched to believe that Zhang Menglong would appreciate their country's culture. Not long ago, during Zhang Menglong's press conference about chips, he had even retorted sharply to the pointed questions from Kaibong journalists. He felt bitter inside, having walked right into a trap. Could Zhang Menglong likely show them any kindness, considering a group of psychics from Huaxia had died at the hands of Kaibong people? Not taking extreme measures as retribution was already a blessing. But there were still many girls present. Couldn't they refrain from mentioning adult films? Didn't the people of Kaibong have any honor? "Noki Kimura, may I know which actress you like?" Zhang Menglong asked with a threatening smile, "Please think carefully before answering. I only like to socialize with people with common interests. Otherwise, I get upset, and when I'm upset, I tend to throw tantrums, and when I throw tantrums, I like to buy oil..." "Mr. Zhang, I rather like Teacher Hashimoto," Noki Kimura said stiffly, forcing himself to give a half-truth. "Hahaha, a man of the same taste, Mr. Kimura!" "I think we will get along very well!" Zhang Menglong said earnestly, "When I return to Huaxia, I will definitely give you good feedback!" "Mr. Zhang, shall I start the journey and take you to the hotel?" "Sure!" Zhang Menglong said, "Everyone, pack up your things, let's head to the hotel to drop them off, and then plan what we'll do in the next few days!" "Sure thing!" "Mr. Zhang, this way, please," Noki Kimura made a "please" gesture, "I have arranged the transportation for everyone." "Hmm, thank you, Mr. Kimura," Zhang Menglong led the way forward. "Wait!" Suddenly, Zhang Menglong's expression turned sour. "Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Noki Kimura immediately looked anxious; after all, his superiors had repeatedly emphasized that during Zhang Menglong's stay in Kaibong, everything had to be perfect to ensure absolute satisfaction!" "No, I just suddenly thought of something, and I'm not in a good mood." "You... Are you dissatisfied with our arrangements?" Noki Kimura quickly scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't spot any issues. "You arranged this kind of vehicle to pick us up?" Zhang Menglong pointed at the row of Maybachs. "This... Is there a problem?" Noki Kimura asked stutteringly. These cars were all priced over 2 million each, and it had taken him a long time to assemble such a fleet. Even the leaders of Kaibong didn't travel with such high specifications. "Ugh!" "Ugh!" "Ugh!" Without warning, Zhang Menglong's roommates suddenly began to retch violently. "What... What's going on?" Noki Kimura was totally flustered, especially as he watched Zhang Menglong's increasingly gloomy face, and Noki Kimura didn't know what to say. "What's the problem? You dare ask me what the problem is?" Zhang Menglong's tone was full of reproach, "Bringing such cars to pick us up, do you look down on us?" "What?" Noki Kimura was dumbfounded. What does he mean by "such cars"? These were over 2 million-priced Maybachs, and the foremost Rolls-Royce was even priced over 10 million. Wasn't this lineup grand enough? "I thought you could really provide us with thorough service. It seems I overestimated you," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Don't you know we get carsick?" "Carsick?" Noki Kimura was even more baffled. You haven't even gotten into the cars yet. Are you just making a fuss? "Didn't you know? My friends here have been pampered since childhood and have never ridden in any car priced below 10 million. They get sick in cars priced below 5 million. Are you trying to make my classmates vomit to death?" "If only I could curse in Huaxia!" If Noki Kimura knew how to swear in Huaxia, he would have already started cursing. He had never heard of anyone getting sick in cars priced below 5 million. What, do you think you're a delicate princess? Is this some kind of mental germophobia? "It seems you have no sincerity at all!" Zhang Menglong said coldly. "Even the transportation is subpar. I guess the lodging must be no better." "Mr. Zhang, what are you saying? We have prepared everything carefully..." "Carefully prepared? You call this carefully prepared?" Zhang Menglong pointed at the expensive Maybachs. "I'm not asking for some limited edition supercar, but a fleet of Rolls-Royces isn't too much to ask for, right?" "Is that not too much?" Noki Kimura felt like he was hearing the funniest joke in the world. "It's clear you don't welcome us to tour Kaibong," Zhang Menglong shook his head. "Friends, I think we should just go back to our country. There's nothing interesting here." "Mhm!" "Yes!" Zhang Menglong's classmates immediately chimed in understandingly. Noki Kimura had been internally cursing. Except for Zhang Menglong, which of these guys wore clothes totaling more than a thousand yuan? Yet, they claim to get sick in cars priced below 5 million? They probably haven't even ridden in a car worth more than 500,000. Isn't this nitpicking? "Hong Yi, I'm not in a good mood, buy me that oil field in South Africa. I can't cheer up without spending some money!" Zhang Menglong said, thumping his chest. "Alright, Mr. Zhang, but that oil field has stakes from many countries. It might be difficult..." "Pay whatever the penalties are, I don't lack a few hundred billion US dollars." "Alright, Mr. Zhang. I'll take care of it immediately!" "Mr. Zhang, wait a minute!" Noki Kimura panicked when he heard this. Zhang Menglong's classmates being sick in cars below 5 million might be a bluff, but his capability to buy an oil field in South Africa was definitely real! This was their last lifeline for oil supplies in Kaibong. If that went away, how would they survive? "Give me a moment, I'll arrange it right away!"