Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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"Gu Yi!" Fang Jueyu called out casually.

"Whoosh!" Gu Yi appeared in front of Fang Jueyu as if he were a phantom.

"You, you, you! How did you get in?" Fang Jueyu was soaking in a nearly transparent crystal bathtub, and being exposed like this in front of another man made him tense up immediately. He quickly grabbed a towel to cover himself.

"If I couldn't even get through a door, how could I possibly protect you, Young Master?" Gu Yi said stiffly.

"You stay outside the door and keep watch. I'm afraid that Jenas might resort to force, and Sister Zhuang Ying doesn't have skills like yours. If he breaks in, that would be really embarrassing for me."

"Rest assured, Young Master, I won't let him near the door of this room!" Gu Yi nodded and disappeared again like a ghost.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I wish I had skills like that!" Fang Jueyu was a bit envious.

"Then why aren't you unlocking the first phase of authorization yet," Little Yi said, "as long as you start learning how to unlock your potential, you'll be as capable as him in one to two years at most."

"It's not that simple!" Fang Jueyu looked at his seemingly endless balance and felt like crying...

"I'm sorry, Prince Jenas, but our Young Master is taking a bath and said he doesn't have time to meet you," Zhuang Ying politely said outside the room.

Although she didn't know what happened, from Fang Jueyu's attitude, she could tell that this Jenas fellow must have offended him.

Up to now, anyone who had offended Fang Jueyu either went bankrupt or ended up in a mental hospital—there seemed to be no good outcomes. Zhuang Ying silently broke a cold sweat on behalf of Jenas.

"Beautiful lady, I really have an urgent matter that requires me to see Mr. Fang Jueyu immediately. Could you please help me out?" Jenas glanced at Gu Yi next to Zhuang Ying.

With his temperament, had Fang Jueyu dared to put on airs with him, he would've kicked the door in long ago. He still wasn't sure if Fang Jueyu had really grasped control over their country's energy lifeline. If it was just a coincidence, wouldn't his humble attitude make him a laughingstock to this Huaxia person?

However, this towering man gave him a very dangerous feeling. Jenas had served in the military for two years and the strongest soldier he'd encountered was his own instructor.

Facing ordinary thugs, Jenas could handle ten of them without much trouble. But against his instructor, he couldn't even take one punch. His instincts told him that the man in front of him was even more dangerous than that instructor.

Without knowing the other party's background, Jenas naturally didn't dare make a move. If the situation in the Saudi Kingdom really was Fang Jueyu's doing, then there might not be any room for reconciliation later.

"Sorry, Prince Jenas, I'm just a full-time assistant to the Young Master. I only pass on his orders and have no authority to interfere with his decisions."

"May I daringly ask, has Prince Jenas had a conflict with our Young Master?"

"It's just a small misunderstanding," Jenas smiled, "I came this time to make friends with Mr. Fang and clear up the previous misunderstanding."

"So, Prince Jenas, you're here to apologize?" Now Zhuang Ying finally understood why Fang Jueyu had asked if he had come empty-handed. "Prince Jenas, forgive my bluntness, but we in Huaxia are known for our traditions of courtesy. Coming empty-handed to apologize seems a bit insincere, don't you think?"

"What does he want?" Jenas was not known for his patience. He had already lowered his princely status to come over humbly to apologize, and now Fang Jueyu, on top of putting on airs, was demanding sincerity. This was outright extortion.

"Hmph! I don't believe this Huaxia monkey really has such capabilities!" He glared at Zhuang Ying and Gu Yi and then stormed off angrily.

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"Young Master, Prince Jenas has left!" Zhuang Ying knocked on the bathroom door and said.

"Ah? Just left like that?" Fang Jueyu was a bit surprised. "Could it be that he doesn't know it was me who messed with their oil prices?"

For the first time in his life, he had encountered someone with such a temper coming to apologize. It seemed his actions weren't severe enough.

Fang Jueyu picked up his phone and called Hai Wei'er again.

"Mom, help me with a message to the King of Saudi Arabia: it seems the oil import prices for the Selette Kingdom are still too cheap. Let's give them a super increase—raise it to 400% of the original price!"

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"Damn Huaxia person!" Jenas stormed back to his room. "But the more he thought about it, the more something felt off. Fang Jueyu seemed completely confident, as if he knew I was going to seek reconciliation."

"Could it really be his doing?" Jenas lit a cigarette to calm himself down; it seemed this yellow-skinned monkey from Huaxia was far more complex than he imagined.
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Thinking of this, he immediately called Princess Silet.

"Princess Silet, it's me, Jenas!" Jenas tried to make his tone sound more gentlemanly.

"Prince Jenas, as a gentleman, you should know this is the most precious rest time for a woman!" In fact, Silet was just cuddled up with a tablet watching a movie; she simply didn't want to talk to Jenas.

"Wait, Silet, don't hang up. I'm not here to bother you this time," Jenas hurriedly said, fearing she'd hang up on him like before.

"So what do you want?"

"I wanted to ask, who exactly is this Mr. Fang from Huaxia?" Jenas asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Silet let out a crooked, satisfied smile. Jenas, who always had his nose in the air, now calling to ask about Fang Jueyu's background, must've encountered some trouble.

"Could he really change Saudi Arabia's oil export prices with a single command?" Silet thought of what Fang Jueyu had told her before.

"In truth, I'm not too sure either, but I know that Mr. Fang's family has been close to ours for generations," Silet answered truthfully, "but his background is definitely not ordinary."

Silet suddenly recalled the evening banquet where Queen Yisha'er looked as if she were willing to marry off all her princesses to Fang Jueyu as minor wives.

"Oh, by the way, if you're willing to give me your limited edition CCXR Qatar Royal Edition, I'll give you some news." Silet knew Jenas had a very nice sports car she had eyed for a long time; not extorting him a bit now would be a waste of such an opportunity.

"Is this news very important?"

"Of course, otherwise, why would I ask for such a high price?" Silet laughed.

"Alright!" Jenas gritted his teeth. "What's the news?"

"Fang Jueyu told me he made a call to the King of Saudi Arabia. From now on, your country's oil import prices have doubled!"

"So it was really him!" Cold sweat began to drip from Jenas's forehead.

Almost at the same time, his father, Prince Ge'er, called again. His heart sank; instinct told him this wouldn't be good news!

"Princess, let's talk next time. My father is calling me! I promise the car will be delivered to you!"

Jenas nervously answered the phone, and a barrage of shouts nearly deafened him.

"You fool, what have you done? The oil import prices are now four times the original!"

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