Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 219 Signing the 82nd Floor of Zifeng Tower!

An Lin paused for a moment, observing Ye Fan's expression, before offering a key discount: "Given your status and our sincere desire to cooperate, if you can confirm your intention to lease and sign the contract today, we will offer you a very generous 20% discount on the total price! The total annual rent after the discount will be 5,472,000 yuan."

She deliberately stated the figure clearly and slowly, then added with emphasis, "Mr. Ye, this price is the best we can offer within our authority. It's highly competitive among top-tier office buildings of similar location and level in Jinling. What are your thoughts or requirements regarding this price and terms?"

Ye Fan remained silent for a few seconds, then his gaze swept over the breathtaking 270-degree panoramic view once more.

Five million four hundred and seventy thousand a year!

This number is by no means small for a startup.

However, he is not short of money, and he understands even more clearly the value represented by this position and status—it is Minglu Culture's first business card for the future, a silent declaration to attract outstanding artists, demonstrate its strong strength, and win the trust of partners.

Here, every penny of rent paves the way for future brand premiums and business opportunities.

A rent of over five million a year is indeed quite affordable.

After all, this is one of the most prestigious office buildings in Nanjing.

The location, the environment, and the service are all impeccable.

Without much hesitation, he said, "Let's book here. There's no need to look at any other places."

An Lin's eyes instantly lit up with undisguised joy!

Such a large order, and such a decisive decision!

She immediately bowed slightly, her tone filled with excitement and utmost respect: "Thank you so much for your trust, Mr. Ye! I'll go prepare the formal contract for you right away! Please wait a moment while I take you to the lounge to rest."

Ye Fan waved his hand, his demeanor composed: "No need to trouble yourself to the lounge, we'll wait for you here. Go ahead and prepare the contract!"

He prefers to stand here and feel the space that will soon belong to "Minglu Culture".

"Okay! Okay! I'll be right there! Please wait a moment!" Anlin replied repeatedly, her smile almost overflowing.

She bowed to Ye Fan and Fang Yu again, then, in her high heels, she walked quickly towards the elevator with almost jogging steps, her back view exuding energy.

Sunlight streamed through the massive glass curtain wall, elongating Ye Fan's shadow as he stood atop the city.

Beneath our feet lies the pulse of Nanjing, and before us lies the starting point of the Minglu culture.

With the dust settled, a new journey is about to officially begin in this land in the clouds.

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Fang Yu walked to Ye Fan's side and stood with him in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, where the vast expanse of Xuanwu Lake seemed within reach.

With a hint of smugness, he nudged Ye Fan with his elbow: "How's it going, Lao Ye? The place I picked for you, pretty impressive, right? Satisfied?"

He raised his chin slightly, waiting for Ye Fan's confirmation.

Ye Fan's gaze remained fixed on the distance, a genuine smile playing on his lips: "Good taste!"

Fang Yu joked, "That's...you don't even look at me! To find such an auspicious location for you, I personally made so many trips, my legs are practically worn out! And you seem to be enjoying yourself! It only took you ten minutes to decide. Shouldn't I treat you to a meal? Consider it compensation for the gas money and emotional distress I endured running around!"

Ye Fan chuckled lightly, his tone relaxed: "That's nothing! You choose the place, I'll pay the bill."

The two chatted and joked with each other while looking out at the lake and mountains, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

Fang Yu's humor and Ye Fan's composure create an interesting complement.

Before long, the crisp sound of high heels clicking came from afar.

Anlin returned, her face beaming with almost excited joy, her steps quick and confident.

She held a thick, neatly bound contract in both hands and respectfully handed it to Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, the contract is ready. Please take a look."

Ye Fan took the contract but didn't immediately flip through it. Instead, he casually handed it to Fang Yu next to him, as naturally as handing over a glass of water.

Fang Yu took it without hesitation, skillfully flipped through it, and his eyes quickly scanned the key terms like a scanner—lease area, total rent, preferential terms, payment method, and division of rights and responsibilities.

A few seconds later, he snapped the contract shut, nodded decisively at Ye Fan, and conveyed a "no problem" signal with his eyes.

Ye Fan understood.

With an office building lease contract of this caliber, and with Fang Yu, the most powerful young master in Jinling, protecting her, An Lin would never dare to tamper with the contract, and the terms themselves were relatively standard.

He took the pen that An Lin handed him at the right time, and without the slightest hesitation, he signed his name in the signature section of the client's name with a steady and powerful stroke.

Then.

Under Anlin's guidance, he dipped his finger in ink and pressed it clearly onto the three contracts.

The process was straightforward and efficient.

Next, led by An Lin, the group arrived at the building's property finance office.

Swipe your card, enter your PIN, and confirm the amount—all done in one smooth motion.

More than five million yuan was swiped in one go. Despite the massive flow of funds, his face remained completely expressionless.

An Lin solemnly handed Ye Fan a formal contract copy, a key card, and a beautifully bound tenant service manual.

His face beamed with barely suppressed excitement: "Mr. Ye, thank you again for your trust! Congratulations on officially moving into the 82nd floor of Jinling Zifeng Tower! We will wholeheartedly provide you and your company with the best service. You can arrange for your company to move in at any time."

Ye Fan nodded, and Miao Zi, who was standing to the side, tactfully took the things from him.

Anlin warmly saw him off all the way to the underground parking lot.

Fang Yu patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I have some things to take care of at my company."

Ye Fan said to Fang Yu, "Okay, thanks! I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"We're practically family, no need to be so polite!" Fang Yu laughed heartily, then a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes. "But you can't escape this meal! Once you've got your company sorted out, I'm going to rip you off! We'll talk about our 'internet celebrity business' then!"

Ye Fan readily agreed: "No problem."

He waved to Ye Fan and walked towards a low-key, luxurious Rolls-Royce Ghost not far away.

Today is clearly not a day for "showing off," so I didn't drive a supercar.

Ye Fan turned to Miao Zi beside him and said, "Let's go too!"

"Okay, Mr. Ye," Miao Zi replied, carrying the documents and her briefcase, and followed Ye Fan toward the bright orange McLaren P1.