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"Just wait a moment, I'll ask," Jiang Zhiyong said with some joy. If he could get an additional discount and not have to get an advance on his salary, that would be even better. So he asked the female sales representative, Song Sihui, "Miss Song, is the boss of this property development the real estate tycoon Lan Penghua?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, do you know our boss?" Song Sihui was somewhat surprised.

"I don't know him, but my boss does," Jiang Zhiyong said with a smile, speaking into the phone, "Mr. Xu, this property is indeed developed by Lan Penghua."

"You tell me, how much is the price of the house you're interested in?" Xu Yang asked.

"The price is six million, but today there's a discount, 10% off, so it's five million four hundred thousand," Jiang Zhiyong replied truthfully.

"Okay, I got it. Wait a moment, I'll give Lan Penghua a call and see if he can give you a further discount. If he doesn't give you a discount, I'll wire you the money," Xu Yang said.

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Xu," Jiang Zhiyong said gratefully.

After hanging up, Jiang Zhiyong said to Song Sihui, "Miss Song, my boss knows your boss. He's going to ask if he can get me a further discount. Please wait a bit longer."

"Sure," Song Sihui nodded, then curiously asked, "Mr. Jiang, may I ask who your boss is?"

"My boss is Xu Yang," Jiang Zhiyong replied.

"Xu Yang, that name sounds familiar," Song Sihui remarked.

"My boss is the owner of Jiang Bottom-Up," Jiang Zhiyong said.

Xu Yang had many companies, but the most famous were Fengcai Guild and Jiang Bottom-Up.

Among them, Jiang Bottom-Up was more famous.

After all, Fengcai Guild was just one live broadcasting guild on Douyin.

To be honest, not even all Douyin users knew of Fengcai Guild.

But Jiang Bottom-Up was different; it could be said to be known to everyone.

"What, your boss is the owner of Jiang Bottom-Up?!" Song Sihui was shocked.

She hadn't expected that the boss of the man standing before her was the owner of Jiang Bottom-Up.

It was said that the owner of Jiang Bottom-Up was an investment genius, and many big players in the business world valued Xu Yang highly.

The richest man, Wang Dalin, even favored Xu Yang greatly.

Xu Yang and Wang Dalin's son, Wang Xiaocong, were like brothers.

Jiang Zhiyong being able to talk to Xu Yang like this, discussing an advance on his salary, must mean that he was someone Xu Yang trusted greatly.

No wonder Jiang Zhiyong could affords a five million property.

Now, she looked at Jiang Zhiyong differently.

At that moment, Jiang Zhiyong's phone rang; it was Xu Yang calling.

"Mr. Xu, how did it go?" Jiang Zhiyong answered the call.

"I spoke with Lan Penghua, he said he'll give you a 50% discount. That way, you won't need to get an advance on your salary, and you'll even save some money," Xu Yang said on the phone.

Xu Yang had just called Lan Penghua and explained the situation, emphasizing that he valued Jiang Zhiyong greatly.

Lan Penghua was already intent on making connections with Xu Yang, so given this opportunity, he directly offered to sell at half price.

Xu Yang naturally appreciated Lan Penghua's kind gesture.

At worst, he would bring Lan Penghua along for an investment in the future to return the favor.

For him, this was no big deal.

He had said that, given the chance, he would include the other party in investments, leaving him pleasantly surprised.

Actually, Lan Penghua had been waiting exactly for those words from Xu Yang.

Considering that the real estate industry was not easy at the moment, Lan had been thinking about getting involved in something else.

However, in recent years, his investments in companies in other industries hadn't made any money, and he had actually lost quite a bit.

It was rumored that Xu Yang had a particularly keen eye for investments, with projects he took interest in often yielding astonishing returns.

Adhering to Xu Yang was sure to bring in money.

Yet, his only interaction with Xu Yang had been a brief encounter at a property owners' meeting, and there wasn't anything Lan could collaborate on with Xu Yang, making it difficult for him to seek out Xu Yang.

Without collaboration, such a visit would bear little fruit.

Only when something benefited both parties could their relationship really progress.

Just like Zhang Songxuan from Yonghui Supermarket, which has a partnership with Fengcai Guild.

Zhang Songxuan's relationship with Xu Yang is pretty good now.

Sometimes when meeting with Zhang Songxuan, this guy would boast about his connection with Xu Yang, which made him seethe with envy and jealousy.

"Such a low discount!" Jiang Zhiyong was somewhat shocked.

He thought that getting a 20% discount would already be good.

As long as he got a 20% discount, six multiplied by eight is forty-eight; four hundred eighty thousand—his money would suffice.

But unexpectedly, the discount went straight to 50%.

That would only be three million.

"Hmm, you can save some money; the sales manager will come to find you, I have told him about your clothing and physical features, just wait at the sales center," said Xu Yang.

"Okay, thank you, President Xu," Jiang Zhiyong said.

"Don't mention it, let's leave it at that, I'm hanging up," said Xu Yang.

Jiang Zhiyong hung up and turned to Song Sihui, saying, "Miss Song, my boss has negotiated a 50% discount for me; they said your manager would come shortly and we'll proceed with the paperwork then."

"Fifty percent, such a low discount!" Song Sihui exclaimed in shock.

"It must be because our boss is quite familiar with your boss; it's me who has gotten the advantage," said Song Sihui.

The two waited in the lounge area.

Amid their conversation, a man's voice rang out.

"Are you Jiang Zhiyong?"

Jiang Zhiyong turned his head and saw a man of the same age on the side, his arm around a woman's waist.

"You're Yao Qingfeng?" Jiang Zhiyong squinted his eyes.

"Yes, it's me. You really are Jiang Zhiyong, I truly didn't expect to meet you here," Yao Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Neither did I," Jiang Zhiyong replied in a flat tone, without the joy of meeting a familiar face.

Yao Qingfeng was his high school classmate.

The two had some disagreements back in high school, stemming from adolescent squabbles between boys and girls.

Jiang Zhiyong, tall and handsome, as well as a basketball star, was very popular with female classmates.

A girl that Yao Qingfeng liked, however, was fond of Jiang Zhiyong, which irked Yao Qingfeng.

Yao Qingfeng then sought the help of local thugs to beat up Jiang Zhiyong.

Though tall and strong, Jiang Zhiyong was no match for several thugs in a fight and was beaten quite badly.

Jiang Zhiyong wasn't one to hold grudges, and he resented Yao Qingfeng for the fight, but as time passed, he let it go and didn't keep dwelling on it.

But after high school graduation, Yao Qingfeng arranged for another beating.

At that time, he was with his sister, and Yao Qingfeng even slapped her.

That drove Jiang Zhiyong over the edge.

His reckless determination frightened the thugs, who couldn't hold him back.

He ended up giving Yao Qingfeng a thorough beating, leaving him bedridden for a week; he had avenged his sister.

Even though he had gotten revenge, Jiang Zhiyong hadn't let go of the matter.

Yao Qingfeng hitting him was one thing, but hitting his sister was unacceptable.

So, seeing Yao Qingfeng, Jiang Zhiyong naturally wouldn't show any pleasantries.

Speaking of which, his decision to join the military was also related to the two times Yao Qingfeng got thugs to bully him.

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"Jiang Zhiyong, I heard you went to join the army, is that right?" Yao Qingfeng asked with a grin, sitting opposite Jiang Zhiyong with the woman.

"Yes," Jiang Zhiyong responded coolly.

He had told a few close friends about joining the army.

It wasn't surprising that Yao Qingfeng knew this.

However, he hadn't been in contact with his classmates for a long time.

He occasionally kept in touch when serving in the domestic military.

Afterward, when he went abroad to become a mercenary, all contacts had ceased.

Having just returned recently and not quite settled yet, he hadn't reached out to his old friends.