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"Speak up," Jiang Zhiyong had no intention of letting Yao Qingfeng know about his affairs, but this guy Yao Qingfeng was really annoying.

Making fun of me and showing off in front of me is one thing.

Just now, it even escalated to accusing me of cheating and swindling.

Since that's the case, let Pan Xinhui spell it out and slap Yao Qingfeng's face hard.

"Okay," Pan Xinhui nodded slightly and looked at Yao Qingfeng, "Sir, Mr. Jiang may not know our boss, but his boss knows our boss."

"What does that mean? His boss knows your boss, so you give him a discount?" Yao Qingfeng was somewhat puzzled.

"Yes," Pan Xinhui nodded.

"I still don't understand," Yao Qingfeng said, completely baffled.

"Let me explain, Mr. Jiang is highly valued by his boss. When he came to buy a house, he was paying in full, but was just a little short. When his boss found out, he called our boss to ask for a discount, and our boss gave a fifty percent discount straight away. Do you understand now?" Pan Xinhui explained patiently.

"What, a fifty percent discount!" Yao Qingfeng was staggeringly shocked.

You should know that the recent promotion at Sunshine Residence was just a ten percent discount.

A ten percent discount had already driven many people crazy.

A five million dollar house could save several hundred thousand.

A fifty percent discount would mean saving two to three million.

"Wait, you just said he was paying for the house in full? That would mean paying five million at once? Just slightly short, doesn't that mean he has five million?" Yao Qingfeng questioned further.

"Yes," Pan Xinhui nodded in response.

"How is that possible, he's just a security guard, how could he have so much money?" Yao Qingfeng was becoming somewhat hysterical.

Even he couldn't produce five million so easily.

How can this guy, just a security guard, have so much money?

Jiang Zhiyong's sister married into a family in Jiang City, but it was said that the family was very ordinary, they couldn't possibly lend Jiang Zhiyong so much money.

"I cannot answer that question for you; that should be Mr. Jiang's privacy. That's why I said you seem to be quite unaware of Mr. Jiang's current situation," Pan Xinhui stated.

"Where did you get all that money?" Yao Qingfeng stared intently at Jiang Zhiyong.

Thinking back on how he had bragged in front of Jiang Zhiyong, paying a fifty percent down payment and being smug about it, Yao Qingfeng felt a burning shame on his cheeks.

But he still had to ask the question.

He wanted to figure out how Jiang Zhiyong could have so much money.

"Sorry, no comment," Jiang Zhiyong didn't want to say he had earned it as a mercenary.

It was unnecessary to let Yao Qingfeng know, to avoid other complications.

"Then who is your boss?" Yao Qingfeng pressed on.

Jiang Zhiyong's boss being able to get a real estate tycoon to give Jiang Zhiyong a discount indicated no small status, he wanted to find out exactly who it was.

"I can tell you that, my boss is named Xu Yang," Jiang Zhiyong said.

"Xu Yang? That name seems familiar," Yao Qingfeng furrowed his brow.

"It seems like the owner of Fengcai Guild and the Jiang Bottom Trawling restaurant is named Xu Yang," the woman beside him said.

"Is it him?!" Yao Qingfeng's eyes widened in astonishment.

"That's right, it's him," Jiang Zhiyong nodded.

"How can this be, how can you be so highly regarded by boss Xu Yang? You're just a soldier who's left the service, what have you done to earn his esteem?" Yao Qingfeng's face was full of disbelief.

He really couldn't comprehend how Jiang Zhiyong could be so esteemed by such an important person.

He now understood that Jiang Zhiyong's earlier admission of being a security guard was just him not wanting to bother with him, casually acknowledging it.

"Sorry, I don't want to answer that question."

To answer that question, there's a lot to discuss, and Jiang Zhiyong just didn't feel like explaining all that to Yao Qingfeng.

Pan Xinhui said, "Sir, Mr. Jiang has answered what should be answered, and he won't address what shouldn't be. Please, just sign the contract."

Then Pan looked toward Jiang Zhiyong, "Mr. Jiang, please come to my office, I will arrange for people to assist you with the various procedures as quickly as possible."

Their attitudes towards the two were different.

He was indifferent to Yao Qingfeng but respectful toward Jiang Zhiyong.

Yao Qingfeng shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Pan Xinhui asked, "Sir, do you have something else?"

Yao Qingfeng didn't pay attention to Pan Xinhui, but looked at Jiang Zhiyong and said, "Jiang Zhiyong, your boss values you so much that he can get you a fifty percent discount from the real estate tycoon. Look, could you ask your boss to talk to the real estate tycoon and get me the same discount? After all, we were old classmates. If you help me out, I'll remember your kindness.

In the future, if you need anything, just ask, and I won't refuse."

If he could get a fifty percent discount, he would save more than two million yuan.

Even for his small company, it would take around three years to earn that much money.

"Sorry, I can't."
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Jiang Zhiyong shook his head and directly refused.

It wasn't just because of past issues with Yao Qingfeng, but also Yao's recent attitude.

What was more important, he didn't want to bother his boss.

He wasn't some clueless youngster; he knew that accepting help from Xu Yang meant owing a favor.

To Xu Yang, it may not be a big deal.

But Jiang wasn't willing to let Xu Yang owe someone a favor over someone like Yao Qingfeng.

"Jiang Zhiyong, are you still holding a grudge because of what happened in high school and how I just treated you? If so, as long as you're willing to help me get a discount from the real estate tycoon, I'm ready to apologize," Yao Qingfeng said.

"I don't need your apology," Jiang Zhiyong shook his head and replied.

"Hey Jiang Zhiyong, aren't you too spiteful? Regardless, we were high school classmates and had three years of friendship."

"Plus, you are valued by Xu Yang, how can you hold such a grudge? If you act like this and Xu Yang finds out, you're not going to end well."

Yao Qingfeng looked displeased.

Jiang Zhiyong's refusal to help was annoying him greatly.

In his view, it was just a matter of one word from Jiang Zhiyong, and he could save more than two million yuan.

By saving that much, he wouldn't even need a loan and could pay in full.

"Manager Pan, let's go," Jiang Zhiyong stood up, not bothering with Yao Qingfeng anymore.

"Sure, this way please," Pan Xinhui led Jiang Zhiyong and Song Sihui to the office.

"What a petty success!" Yao Qingfeng couldn't help but curse as he watched Jiang Zhiyong's retreating figure.

"Mr. Yao, let's continue with the contract. If there's anything you don't understand, I can explain it to you," the male salesperson said.

"What's the point of looking at the damn contract, Jiang Zhiyong is buying here, why the hell would I buy?"

Yao Qingfeng slammed the contract on the table and got up to leave.

If Jiang Zhiyong was buying a house here, and he did too, he'd inevitably bump into him in the future, and that would be so annoying.

Therefore, he could only look elsewhere to buy.

The woman by his side followed closely behind and quickly left the sales office.

"Uh..." The male salesperson was taken aback and momentarily forgot to give chase.

Coming back to his senses and taking a few steps, he stopped.

Under these circumstances, Yao Qingfeng probably wasn't going to buy the house considering Jiang Zhiyong; chasing him would be useless.

An hour later, Jiang Zhiyong left with Pan Xinhui and Song Sihui seeing him off.