C27 No One Believed the Nine Million Yuan, the Strange Behavior of the Young Master.

"When did Dad start to ramble so much?"

Just then, Jiang's father called out while pushing the cart away.

"Old Guo, time to hit the road. We've got to set up our stall!"

"I'm on it!"

Jiang's mother called back, then turned to Jiang Hao with a smile as he stood there, dumbfounded.

"Your dad's got a point. Better keep that nine million to yourself!"

With that, she walked off alongside Jiang's father.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zixuan, who had been reading nearby, sneered and teased.

"Jiang Hao, you still half asleep or what? It's the middle of the day, and you're off in dreamland? Nine million, really?"

"If you've got nine million, then I've got ten million. Too bad it's ten million in ghost money!"

Laughing, Jiang Zixuan hugged her book and sauntered back to her room.

Jiang Hao turned, pointing at Jiang Zixuan.

"Jiang Zixuan, you—"

"Snap!"

The sound of the door slamming cut him off.

Jiang Hao dropped his hand in resignation and talked to himself.

"Alright, none of you believe me, huh? Guess I'll just have to show you."

With that, he went back to his room to freshen up before heading out.

"Should I buy a house first, or a car?"

As Jiang Hao pondered this, he suddenly realized his nine million was still in the form of three checks—he hadn't cashed them yet!

"Better head to the bank to cash these checks first."

So off he went, ID in hand, to make the exchange.

The transaction was initially met with skepticism—after all, an 18-year-old with a nine million yuan check does raise eyebrows. But once the bank verified the details, the process smoothed out.

After cashing the checks and depositing the funds into his bank account, the bank staff upgraded his card to a diamond level.

Now a millionaire, Jiang Hao was presented with various investment opportunities by the bank, though he didn't show much interest.

"Now, it's time to buy a house!"

Resolved, Jiang Hao caught a ride to the nearest property sales center.

Jiang Hao quickly reached his destination, stepping out of the car and into the Tianhong Sales Center.

Inside, the space was expansive, with luxurious and impressive decor that spoke of class and sophistication.

The center bustled with activity; sales associates in professional attire were all smiles as they engaged with clients, sharing information enthusiastically.

Meanwhile, those without customers idly chatted off to the side.

Among them, a group of female salespeople noticed Jiang Hao, clad in his casual sports gear with a youthful complexion, yet none approached to assist him.

One woman gestured towards Jiang Hao and nudged her colleague.

"Mei, there's a customer. Go on, greet him. You never know, he might be a young master in disguise!"

Another saleswoman, Hong, glanced over at Jiang Hao and couldn't resist a jibe.

"Why don't you take this one, Hong? With his baby face, he's probably fresh off the bottle.

And let's not even start on his outfit—a hundred-yuan tracksuit and some cheap sneakers. He's hardly the picture of a wealthy heir!"

"Ha, maybe that's just the style for young masters these days," she laughed.

As they were having their fun at Jiang Hao's expense, a girl of average height but striking features, her face still carrying a hint of innocence, walked by.

Mei caught sight of her and called out promptly.

"Xu Jia, could you come here a second?"

The girl, Xu Jia, responded and scurried over, her voice tinged with nervousness.

"Mei, what do you need?"