During the stalemate, a middle-aged man with a big belly came out of the sales office manager's office.
The manager followed him with a flattering look on his face, "Mr. Qian, don't worry, I will take care of the Jinfu Community matter as soon as possible."
"Well, this community is really a headache! It's old and worn out, and I can't get rid of it. It also takes up company funds. If we can find someone to take over, we can make a concession on the price, 100,000! A set of 100,000 is enough.
Sell."
"Yes, Mr. Qian."
Qian Liang's appearance made Song Ziming's eyes light up, and he trotted forward to say hello.
"Uncle Qian, hello."
Qian Liang is the CEO of the Qian Group, which specializes in real estate. Jinzhou Villa and Jinfu Community are both properties developed by them.
Song Ziming's father and Qian Liang knew each other and had a fairly good relationship. The reason why they bought the house in Jinli Villa was because of Qian Liang.
I thought that after the house was settled, I would ask my father to come forward and find connections, maybe there would be a discount on the price, but I didn't expect to bump into him at the sales office.
"Who are you……"
Song Ziming was very enthusiastic, but Qian Lianggui was busy with people and didn't seem to remember him.
"I, Song Ziming, and my father Song De, we had dinner together before!"
"Oh, old man!"
Qian Liang's expression was indifferent, and it seemed that the two of them were not familiar with each other. For real estate tycoons like them, Song De's small restaurant was not taken seriously at all.
Song Ziming looked a little embarrassed. Normally, no one around him should call him Mr. Song. But when Qian Liang came here, it was already a great honor to remember who you were.
"Yes, yes." Song Ziming said with an apologetic smile: "My dad wants to buy me a wedding house and asked me to come to Jinli Villa to pick one out."
"Well, okay, let's pick!"
Qian Liang's attitude was still cold and he wanted to leave as he spoke.
Song Ziming's face was full of pride, and the salesperson could see clearly that this person knew their boss, so he couldn't offend him.
"I still have to look at the house! Get this unlucky guy out quickly!"
"OK."
"Li Xinghe, today I will watch you get kicked out." As he said that, Song Ziming stared at Xu Yiman obscenely, "Beauty, it's too late if you regret it. I've always been generous to beauties."
"Pull it down!"
Xu Yiman rolled his eyes and said to Li Xinghe: "Xinghe, why do you have to buy Jinfu Community? If they don't sell it, let's buy a house elsewhere!"
"Mr. Li?"
Qian Liang, who had already reached the door, suddenly turned back and looked at Li Xinghe excitedly.
"Huh? You know me?"
"Ouch! Mr. Li, I'm Qian Liang, whom we met at the auction that day."
Qian Liang strode forward and held Li Xinghe's hand.
"oh……"
Li Xinghe thought for a while, and it seemed that he had seen it before, but he had no impression of it.
"I really didn't expect Mr. Li to come here. Do you... want to buy a house?"
"Well, yes." Li Xinghe glanced at the salesmen and said quietly: "Mr. Qian, it's really difficult to buy your houses!"
Qian Liang is a smart man, especially when he just heard Xu Yiman talking about buying a house in Jinfu Community, he knew what was going on.
"How dare you guys offend Mr. Li?"
The salesperson was frightened. Who is this person? Even their boss Qian Liang had to address him as sir, which shows that this person's identity is not simple.
At the same time, Song Ziming was also dumbfounded. He was so respectful and polite to Li Xinghe, which was so weird.
"Boss, we..."
The salesperson wanted to explain, but Qian Liang waved his hand and said coldly: "I will fire these people immediately."
"Yes." The manager wiped his cold sweat and did not dare to say another word.
Qian Liang was present at that antique auction from beginning to end and witnessed Li Xinghe's magic with his own eyes. How could he offend such a person?
He had heard that Zhang Siyuan was disrespectful to Li Xinghe and was injured by a chandelier.
Now that it was his turn, Qian Liang didn't want to offend Li Xinghe because of a few ignorant salesmen. What if retribution came to him?
Several salespeople were very depressed and cast angry eyes at Song Ziming.
"Boss, he asked us to do this." One person pointed angrily at Song Ziming and shouted.
"Um?"
When the salesperson explained the whole story, Qian Liang's anger was instantly directed at Song Ziming, who was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
"Seeing as you are Lao De's son, I won't say anything. Get out of here!"
Song Ziming wiped his cold sweat and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Qian, I don't know..."
"Don't call me uncle, I'm not familiar with you."
Qian Liang waved to the security guard, and two tall security guards stepped forward to hold Song Ziming and Xia Yu, and threw them out of the sales office.
"Mr. Li, are you satisfied with this handling?" Qian Liang asked cautiously.
"Money doesn't have to be like this."
When they opened the door to do business, Li Xinghe didn't want to make each other look bad, not to mention that he and Qian Liang were not familiar with each other.
"They buy theirs and I buy mine. There is no conflict."
Qian Liang couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Mr. Li is indeed a godly man who can win money and wealth. Such a capacity to accommodate people cannot be compared to us mere mortals."
"It's too exaggerated. I'm just an ordinary person."
"By the way, I just heard that Mr. Li wants to buy a house in Jinfu Community?"
"Yes, what is the current price of the houses over there? How many units are there?"
Qian Liang sneered, "Mr. Li, with all due respect, the house over there has little value. If you want to buy it, I suggest you look at the house in Jinli Villa. There is still a lot of room for appreciation."
"No, I want Jinfu Community."
"Oh..." Qian Liang frowned. It seemed that Li Banxian always acted out of common sense. He chose rubbish to buy houses and houses that no one else wanted. It was really weird.
But this is a good thing for Qian Liang. The houses in Jinfu Community can be sold one at a time.
"Mr. Li, if you want, a set of 100,000 yuan, you can choose whatever you want."
"Hmph! Do you see that? A poor person is a poor person. He can only buy a house worth 100,000 yuan."
Song Ziming, who was kicked out, did not leave, but hid at the door and eavesdropped on their conversation.
Although he was shocked by Qian Liang's attitude, Song Ziming did not give up. He wanted to explore how deep the water in Li Xinghe was.
"That's right! Could it be that this money has been possessed by evil spirits? He actually kicked out those of us who wanted to buy Jinli Villa?" Xia Yu said angrily.
"How many sets are there in total?"
Qian Liang looked at the manager, who flipped through the information and said, "About two hundred sets!"
"Only more than two hundred?"
This is much less than Li Xinghe expected, "What about those who have moved in?"
"Including those who have moved in, there are only 300 units!"
"Okay, I want them all."
As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked!
"Mr. Li, you...you mean you want to buy the entire Jinfu Community?" Qian Liang said in disbelief.
"right!"
There was silence in the hall, and everyone was stunned, including Xu Yiman.