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"Jiang Zhiyong, you haven't signed the contract yet, have you?" Yao Qingfeng asked.

"Not yet," Jiang Zhiyong replied indifferently.

"Regardless of our past relationship, I really want to advise you, with your situation, it's best not to buy a house."

"You only make a few thousand yuan a month, and after paying the mortgage, there won't be much left."

"And with the mortgage lasting for decades, by the time you finish paying it off, your life will pretty much be over, as if you've spent your entire life working for the property developers and the bank."

"For someone like you, it might be better to rent, and when you get old, just move back to the countryside. There you have a house, and the costs are lower."

"If you had that money saved in the bank, you wouldn't know how well you could live."

"You're not like me, although I'm also buying a house with a loan, I'll pay a fifty percent down payment, and the mortgage will only be for ten years, which is absolutely pressure-free."

"I would never spend my lifetime working for the bank and the property developers."

"It's just that I need to keep some funds to sustain the company's operations; otherwise, paying in full would not be a problem for me."

On the surface, Yao Qingfeng seemed to be advising Jiang Zhiyong, but in reality, he was just showing off himself.

"Oh," Jiang Zhiyong responded indifferently.

"You look like you're not listening, but it doesn't matter; I've said what I needed to, I've done my duty as an old classmate," Yao Qingfeng said pretentiously.

"Thank you," Jiang Zhiyong said.

At this moment, the male sales attendant who was serving Yao Qingfeng came over with the contract for Yao Qingfeng to process.

"Why hasn't your manager arrived yet?" Jiang Zhiyong asked Song Sihui.

"I'm not sure, I'll give them a call," Song Sihui said, taking out her cell phone to make a call.

"Sihui, what do you need the manager for?" the male sales attendant serving Yao Qingfeng asked Song Sihui.

Yao Qingfeng was carefully reading the contract, and with nothing else to do, he simply asked.

"Mr. Jiang here is buying a house, and the boss is giving a discount; I need the manager to confirm it before I can let him sign," Song Sihui explained.

Song Sihui couldn't just give Jiang Zhiyong a fifty percent discount based on a single phone call.

If Jiang Zhiyong was a scammer, staging a scam in front of her, she would have nowhere to cry.

"A discount from the boss?" the male sales attendant exclaimed, surprised and uncertain as he glanced at Jiang Zhiyong, "Sihui, you're not kidding, are you? Does this gentleman know our boss?"

Pfft!

Yao Qingfeng, who was reading the contract, burst out laughing.

"This lady, are you mistaken? Your boss is the real estate king of Jiang City, would he give a discount to a security guard?" Yao Qingfeng shook his head and chuckled, then looked at Jiang Zhiyong, "Tell me, Jiang Zhiyong, as a security guard, what makes you think you're eligible for a discount from Jiang City's real estate king?

Have you been a security guard so long that you feel there's no way out, so you've started to swindle and deceive?"

Jiang Zhiyong glanced at Yao Qingfeng but said nothing.

"What's the matter, hit the nail on the head? Got nothing to say? Someone else might be fooled by you, but with me here, you definitely won't succeed. I know everything about you. It would be better for you to leave now, else with such deceit, you're looking at jail time, you know that?" Yao Qingfeng rambled on.

"Whether I'm swindling or not is not for you to judge," Jiang Zhiyong felt this guy was really annoying.

"Heh, I don't want to meddle, but when I see you deceiving people, I have to expose you. People like you are the dregs of society; without people like you, our society would be so much better," Yao Qingfeng said. Read exclusive content at m_v-l'e|m,p-y r

"Our manager has arrived," just then, Song Sihui saw the manager coming in through the main entrance.

That the manager was coming from outside through the main entrance meant that he must have been out, which explained why it took so long for him to appear.

The manager scanned the sales office and his gaze landed on Jiang Zhiyong.

The boss had described Jiang Zhiyong's features and the style of clothes he wore; it must be this man.

The manager quickly walked up to Jiang Zhiyong, a smile breaking across his face: "Hello, may I ask if you're Mr. Jiang Zhiyong?"

"That's me," Jiang Zhiyong nodded slightly.

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"Mr. Jiang, I'm Pan Xinhui, the manager of the sales department. I'm sorry, I was out handling some business just now, and once I received a call from the boss, I immediately rushed back, but it still took quite some time. I apologize for making you wait so long."

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Pan Xinhui's face was full of apologies, and his attitude was exceedingly respectful.

At this point, Song Sihui was completely certain that Jiang Zhiyong was someone who could get a fifty percent discount from the boss.

"What's going on? Manager Pan, is it? Does this guy know your boss?" Yao Qingfeng was utterly baffled by Pan Xinhui's attitude, his face a picture of disbelief.

"May I ask who you are?" Pan Xinhui looked at Yao Qingfeng, frowning slightly.

Whether he knew the boss or not was none of your business.

However, he wouldn't bluntly say that; first, he would ask for the other party's identity.

"I'm here to buy a house," Yao Qingfeng stated confidently.

A customer who wants to buy a house is a client, and a client is king.

Yao Qingfeng felt he had every reason to speak with his back straight in front of the manager of the sales department.

"Oh, so you're here to buy a house. I welcome you to do so; however, whether Mr. Jiang knows our boss or not seems to have nothing to do with you, does it?" Pan Xinhui said, puzzled.

"I'm his high school classmate, and I know all about him. He used to be a soldier and then worked as a security guard. A person like him, how could he possibly know your boss? Don't be fooled by him," Yao Qingfeng said.

"I see, it seems you might not be very aware of Mr. Jiang's current situation," Pan Xinhui commented upon hearing Yao Qingfeng's words, now having a pretty good idea of the situation.

This fellow, although a high school classmate of Jiang Zhiyong's, must not get along with him.

Moreover, his knowledge about Jiang Zhiyong was stuck in the past.

He wasn't at all aware of Jiang Zhiyong's present situation; otherwise, he wouldn't speak like this.

You must know, the boss had made it very clear when he called.

Jiang Zhiyong was someone the boss of Jiang Di Lao valued greatly and instructed him to ensure that Jiang received excellent service.

A fifty percent discount was an unprecedented concession.

Who the boss of Jiang Di Lao was, by now, anyone with some status knew.

Just with Jiang Di Lao alone, Xu Yang had become a billionaire, not to mention the companies and projects he had invested in.

Even Wang, the wealthiest man, regarded Xu Yang with respect. There were even reports that Xu Yang had been seen in high spirits discussing with Wang and the owner of Byte Walking Company, Zhang Yimin.

Xu Yang, along with Wang Xiaocong and Jiang Yuheng, one of the top rich second-generations in Jiang City, were as close as brothers.

Could someone Xu Yang placed such importance on be an ordinary person?

This guy actually thought Jiang Zhiyong was a security guard; it was laughable and showed a complete lack of awareness.

"Not clear? That's impossible," Yao Qingfeng was somewhat stunned, "Does he really know your boss?"

"Not know?" Yao Qingfeng shook his head.

It was Jiang Zhiyong's boss who knew their boss; Jiang Zhiyong didn't know him.

"Since he doesn't know him, why would your boss give him a discount?" Yao Qingfeng was completely puzzled.

Could it be that the brain of a real estate tycoon got kicked by a donkey?

"Mr. Jiang, may I talk about your situation?" Pan Xinhui sought Jiang Zhiyong's opinion.

He knew how to conduct himself in business; some impressive people liked to keep a low profile and did not want their affairs disclosed.

If he blurted out the details without Jiang Zhiyong's consent, that would offend him.

This was a valued guest that the boss had instructed him to treat well. Offending Jiang Zhiyong would be a disaster for him.

The boss had said this person was key to bridging the gap between the boss and Xu Yang.

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