When Tan Zhizhi arrived at the Tan family’s old residence, she happened to run into Tan Muyan and Liu Xiaomei, who had been thrown out of the house.
Liu Xiaomei’s hair was a complete mess, and the colorful makeup on her face had melted together into an unsightly smear.
She lay sprawled across the asphalt road like a dead pig, shouting at the top of her lungs, “Butler Sun, what right do you have to throw me out of the Tan family? Don’t forget, I am the legitimate mistress of the Tan family, while you are nothing more than a dog who lives by watching its master’s mood.”
Tan Muyan also threw in a few nasty remarks. Two burly female cooks immediately stepped forward, cursing as they beat him until his face was swollen and bruised.
“Butler Sun has no right? Then what about me?!” Tan Zhizhi said as she walked forward, her black skirt swaying in the wind. She cast a satisfied glance at Tan Muyan’s pig-like swollen face.
“Tan Zhizhi!!!”
Liu Xiaomei’s pupils contracted, and she clenched her teeth as realization dawned on her.
No wonder those servants had dared to throw her and Muyan out of the house.
So Tan Zhizhi had been backing them all along.
“Tan Zhizhi, even if your father is gone now, we are still family. How can you treat Muyan and me like this? Your father hasn’t even been dead for seven days, yet you’re already humiliating us. Aren’t you afraid he’ll come looking for you to settle the score?”
“You really have some nerve. Who says we’re family? You brought my father’s enemy’s son into the Tan family and shamelessly lived off us for twenty years, yet you still have the nerve to say something like that?”
“You…” Liu Xiaomei’s face darkened from being left speechless, but she had nothing to say in return. In the end, she settled for making another demand. “Fine. If you won’t let Muyan and me live in the Tan family residence, then we’ll leave. But tell those ungrateful traitors guarding the entrance to move aside. Muyan and I need to go inside and pack our luggage.”
The designer handbags and custom-made evening gowns Tan Mingxuan had bought for her, the jewelry gifted to her by wealthy socialites, and those valuable paintings, vases, and luxury cars were all worth a fortune. As long as she packed everything up and took it with her, she could sell it for money, polish herself up, and before long, she would surely find another wealthy man to latch onto and return to a life of luxury.
Unfortunately for her, she had miscalculated.
“Your luggage? What a joke! I, Tan Zhizhi, am now the heir to the old residence. Every flower, every tree, every needle, and every thread in this house belongs to me. What makes you think any of it belongs to you?”
“Throw them out! If they refuse to leave, beat them until they do!”
At Tan Zhizhi’s command, the five strong bodyguards standing behind Butler Sun stepped forward without hesitation. They grabbed the two by their collars and gave them a thorough beating.
After a round of punches and kicks, Tan Muyan and Liu Xiaomei fled with their heads lowered in panic.
Once the two had gone far enough, Tan Zhizhi pulled out a thick stack of red banknotes and demonstrated the power of money.
“You all did very well.”
Butler Sun grinned as he accepted the money, then turned around and called over the more than twenty servants and bodyguards behind him.
The servants carried their luggage bags as they lined up to collect their money. After saying goodbye to Tan Zhizhi one by one, they scattered in different directions.
The enormous Tan family residence instantly became empty and deserted.
…
After entering the Tan family’s old residence, Tan Zhizhi headed straight for the storage room.
More than ten double-door refrigerators were packed with Musang King durians, wax apples, Ruby Roman grapes, finger limes, pineberries, and rambutans.
The fruits were large, fresh, and incredibly tempting.
With a thought from Tan Zhizhi, a massive triangular-roofed space spanning two thousand cubic meters appeared before her. Jade tiles covered the floor, while gold-lined walls surrounded the space, and every corner radiated extravagance.
The space was divided into two sections.
One was a storage area of approximately 1,980 cubic meters, lined with neatly arranged gilded shelves.
The other was an automatic disassembly and cleaning area. It was completely sealed and only twenty cubic meters in size, but its capabilities were astonishing. Anything placed inside would automatically be dismantled and cleaned, leaving no trace of dust behind in as little as five seconds. Even batteries and plastic bags could be processed.
With this space, she would no longer have to worry about disposing of garbage after the apocalypse began.
Moreover, time stood still inside the space. Whatever condition an item was in when it was placed inside would remain unchanged even years later. Even a steaming bowl of spicy mala mix would remain piping hot when taken out. The space also came with an automatic storage and organization function.
The only drawback was that people could not enter it.
Once the stored goods had been automatically arranged, Tan Zhizhi turned her attention back to the storage room and happily collected fifty boxes of free-range chicken eggs, sixty boxes of premium quail eggs, ten crates of Kobe beef, twenty crates of French foie gras, fifty Australian lobsters, five cases of French red wine, ten cases of French champagne, and twenty cases of German beer.
After emptying the storage room, she moved on to the kitchen next door.
She stored the kitchen knives, boning knives, fruit knives, premium wooden cutting boards, cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, woks, spatulas, pressure cookers, and all kinds of seasoning packets in the supply-hoarding space.
When she reached the courtyard, she casually uprooted all five cherry trees and two peach trees that were heavy with fruit.
Just as she was about to head upstairs for another sweep, Tan Zhizhi suddenly remembered that she had not visited the study on the first floor.
She immediately changed direction and headed to the study.
She collected ten packs of premium Maojian tea, twenty packs of high-quality Da Hong Pao tea, ten cases of Moutai, and twenty cartons of Huazi cigarettes.
Finally, she discovered a hidden compartment in the study containing twenty gold bars secretly stashed away by Tan Mingxuan, an inkstone, more than a dozen valuable paintings and calligraphy pieces, and two golden Buddha statues that stood twenty centimeters tall.
As for the second and third floors of the old residence, aside from Liu Xiaomei’s pile of gaudy clothes, which Tan Zhizhi found both disgusting and useless, she simply burned them all.
She spared none of the designer handbags, gold necklaces, gold bracelets, diamond rings, jade bracelets, jade porcelain vases…
Although Liu Xiaomei had touched and used those things, making Tan Zhizhi unwilling to use them herself, they could still be sold for a good amount of money.
Once she had gathered nearly everything from the old residence, Tan Zhizhi turned her attention to the underground garage.
Four luxury cars were parked side by side.
The red Ferrari was bold and flamboyant, the blue Porsche had sleek lines, and the white BMW was understated and steady…
Tan Zhizhi glanced over them one by one before finally stopping in front of the black George Patton off-road vehicle. Its sleek body, high chassis, and modified bulletproof windows made it an excellent vehicle for surviving and escaping during the apocalypse.
As for the other three luxury cars, Tan Zhizhi directly called a used car dealership and had them come purchase them.
The three cars were ultimately sold for five million.
The other six villas were all unfinished shell properties, with nothing worth collecting.
She therefore gave up on the idea of visiting them.
…
After leaving the Tan family’s old residence, Tan Zhizhi climbed into the George Patton off-road vehicle, stepped on the accelerator, and drove toward the largest and busiest night market in S City.