I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Mr. Zhang, looking for a girlfriend again?" The next day when Zhang Menglong arrived at Gusu University, the security guard at the gate had already recognized him.

Although it had only been a day, Zhang Menglong had completely become a household-name internet celebrity, with even the streets and alleys buzzing about the recent events.

The top-tier internet celebrity Mina was banned, liberally throwing billions around to make Wang Ling admit in front of all the netizens that she was the chairperson of Unicorn Group, acquiring Weibo, forcing internet giants like Tengxun and Baidu to back down.

All these seemingly outrageous acts had happened in just a day and a half, hinting at the young man's terrifying background and wealth.

Even a security guard, as long as he hadn't disconnected from the internet, couldn't possibly be unaware of Zhang Menglong's affairs, especially since Zhang Menglong had made such a spectacle at the school gate just yesterday.

"Yeah, it shouldn't be a problem for me to go in, right?" Zhang Menglong said with a smile.

"Of course, of course," the security hurriedly lifted the entrance barrier. How could he dare to stop Zhang Menglong? If he did, based on the events of the past two days, he would either lose his job, or Zhang Menglong might just buy Gusu University.

Although Gusu University was directly under the Ministry of Education, who knew what godly, earth-shattering moves Zhang Menglong might pull off? To regard him as just another rich second generation would be utterly foolish.

"Mr. Zhang, care for a cigarette?" The guard jogged up to Zhang Menglong and offered him a cigarette.

"One won't do, I usually take a pack," Zhang Menglong replied.

The expression on the guard's face froze instantly, was this the world of the wealthy, where even offering cigarettes was done by the pack?

"Hahaha, just kidding, I don't smoke, thank you though!" Zhang Menglong thanked him and drove straight into Gusu University.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Zhang Menglong had visited Gusu University two days ago and, coupled with yesterday's news, he had already become a central topic of conversation. His car had been widely shared on the students' social media, and the moment he appeared on campus, countless students gathered around.

"Holy shit! Zhang Menglong is here again! He's back!"

"Why scream, can you just shout my husband's name like that?"

"Hahaha, don't be jealous, he's obviously here for Lu Yiyao, it's none of your business!"

"Shush! Dare to say that name? Did you forget what Zhang Menglong did for him yesterday? He acquired Weibo, even Tengxun and Baidu backed down, if you're overheard, you might be sent to Africa to mine coal!"

"I'm so envious. How great would it be if I were Lu Yiyao?"

...

Zhang Menglong parked his car under Lu Yiyao's dormitory building. They had made plans today to go see an international art exhibition. Zhang Menglong quickly sent Lu Yiyao a message, "I'm under your dorm building, hurry up and come down!"

"I'm already down here!"

"What? How come I didn't see you?"

"Left front, the one with a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, that's me!"

"What?" Zhang Menglong looked in the direction Lu Yiyao described, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, what are you doing, dressed like a big star?"

"You're still making fun of me! It's all because of you!" Lu Yiyao, under the gaze of countless eyes, fled into Zhang Menglong's car, "All the mess you made, even if I weren't famous before, I'd be famous now because of your antics!"

"I wanted to keep it low-key too, but my capability wouldn't allow it."

"You're still the most cunning!" Lu Yiyao said, "No matter where you go, you always stir up big trouble, and you still have the nerve to claim you're low-key? If you're low-key, then there's no such thing as high-profile in this world."

"If a man isn't a bit cunning, what's the difference from a salted fish? That saying is actually a classic quote by Mr. Lu Xun."

"Keep it up, I'll hold Mr. Lu Xun's coffin board down for you."

"I really can't blame myself for this, I just want to be a quiet, handsome guy, but some people keep bothering me. There's nothing I can do about it," Zhang Menglong said innocently, "I also don't want to disrupt your life too much because of my involvement."

"Fine, you win," Lu Yiyao rolled her eyes. Perhaps from the day she met Zhang Menglong online, it was destined that she wouldn't remain unnoticed, "Ah, poor choice in friends."

...

Zhang Menglong drove away from Gusu University with Lu Yiyao, and many students took photos. However, these photos could only be shared within a small circle because of Tengxun's interference; they couldn't even post them to their Moments. This time, it didn't attract much attention.

Before coming to Gusu City, Zhang Menglong had heard from Wang Ling about a large-scale international art exhibition held by a group of European artists. Not only would some of their works be present, but even some of the world's most famous masterpieces might appear at this exhibition.

In the days leading up to the exhibition, the media had already started the preliminary hype. The most eye-catching news was that even Da Vinci's "Mona Lisa" had been brought out of the Louvre for a global tour.

As of 1920, the "Mona Lisa" had already been appraised at over 3 billion US dollars. In modern times, even some replicas had been auctioned for tens of millions of dollars, showing the incredible artistic value of this painting.

Of course, with such a world's treasure on exhibit globally, security was a major concern. The organizers and collaborators deployed meticulous security measures; the protective force was even comparable to a small army. Even an entire division would likely not be able to damage the artwork.

"It's no wonder it's Gusu City's international convention center; it really is grand. Even this underground parking garage is filled with luxury cars," Zhang Menglong said as he parked the car in the underground garage, which was practically a luxury car showroom filled with vehicles worth millions.

"It sounds right, but it feels kind of weird hearing that from you."

"Hehehe," Zhang Menglong chuckled. "It seems you're getting to know me better."

"I was forced to get to know you!"

As they bantered, the two made their way from the parking garage up to the entrance of the convention center. Because of the high volume of people, it was strictly required for everyone entering the exhibition hall to wear masks, which made Zhang Menglong and Lu Yiyao less conspicuous.

After all, in such a world-class event, many art students flocked to the scene. Zhang Menglong's popularity among students was well-known, even without having to think about it.

"Wow, there are so many people!" Once back on the ground, seeing the winding queue, Zhang Menglong was momentarily speechless, "It'll take hours to get through this line, we won't even get through the entrance!"

This exhibition featured numerous world-famous paintings, a rare opportunity that occurred only once. Moreover, this event in Gusu City was the only instance in Huaxia, lasting only for a brief week. Artists, painting enthusiasts, and art school students from across the country had all come upon hearing of the event.

The scale was foreseeable; the crowd was overflowing every day, and even the organizers had to take special measures such as limiting the number of people and the time allowed inside.

Even if you had money and status, you could only stay inside for a maximum of two hours.

"Why do you have such a long face?" Zhang Menglong glanced at Lu Yiyao's expression.

"Ah, I knew we should have set off earlier today. At this rate, we might only get in by evening."

"Queue up with Zhang Menglong to see the exhibition?"

"Hey, I'm a person of high quality; I won't skip the queue with you!"

"Cut it out, how could I possibly skip the queue? I'm a very reasonable person," Zhang Menglong said.

"What are you up to now?" Lu Yiyao suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zhang Menglong smiled mysteriously, then patted the student-looking person ahead, "Hey, buddy, can we discuss something?"

"What is it?" The guy in front, already very impatient, exuded a grumpy aura.

"100,000 cash, let us queue in front of you, will you?"

"Is this what you call being reasonable?" Lu Yiyao couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Zhang Menglong said righteously, "I'm a man who believes in using money to solve problems!"