Shengshi Jiangnan Sales Office.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

The phone rang, but the customer service staff next to it was in no hurry to answer it.

Instead, he said slowly to his colleague next to him, "Go and call Sister Zhou. I think it's another English call."

There were three people on the customer service side. One of them quickly ran to call Sister Zhou, while the other two sat there chatting.

"Hey, what's going on today? So many foreigners called to ask how to sell our house. It seems that we have already completed two transactions."

"That's right, this is weird. We couldn't sell two houses a year before, but today we sold two houses, and they were all bought by foreigners."

Both of them are old customer service staff of Shengshi Jiangnan. If it weren’t for their long experience and it would not be cost-effective for the company to fire them, they would have been fired long ago.

But it’s not so bad now. I have nothing to do every day, so I can just sit here and chat, and I can get a salary.

“Are foreigners using our house to launder money?”

"Not necessarily. I don't understand English, but I guess it's probably money laundering. Think about it, which good person can buy a house here?"

"That's right. There's no subway, no school district, no hospital, and even no commercial facilities. The people who buy here are either poor or foreigners who don't know the housing prices."

The two were still chatting when Sister Zhou came running over. The two of them immediately stopped talking when they saw her.

When Sister Zhou answered the phone, she spoke fluent English.

Several people began to flatter him quietly, but at a volume that was just loud enough for Sister Zhou to hear: "You are worthy of being a college student who studied abroad. You speak English just like a foreigner."

"Who says it's not true? If my child can go abroad to study like Sister Zhou in the future, it will be a great honor for our ancestors."

Sister Zhou smiled but did not answer and continued talking to the customer.

"Hello, this is Shengshi Jiangnan Sales Office. May I ask how I can help you?"

"Oh, hello, my name is Abdullah, and I'm a prince of the United Nations of Middle Eastern Chiefs. I want to buy a building here, is that okay?"

"Um, Mr. Abdullah, do you have any requirements for the house?" Sister Zhou asked.

She really didn't expect that there would be a prince of the United Nations of Middle Eastern chiefs, but she didn't quite believe it.

Would a Middle Eastern prince buy a house here?

Are you kidding?

What’s the point of people traveling thousands of miles to buy a house here?

If I were to buy, I would choose a villa in a better location in Shanghai.

However, out of professional ethics, Sister Zhou could only carefully inquire about the other party's requirements.

The other party replied: "Oh, no requirements. Any building will do. I'm only staying for a few days anyway, so I might not live here. By the way, if you buy a house here, you can become a member of Lose restaurant, right?"

Sister Zhou exclaimed, "Ah!" The first two calls from people who sold the building today also mentioned the Lose restaurant.

Later she found out that it was the newly renovated restaurant in Building 17.

Then she found out that this restaurant was specially approved by the property management and could only serve the owners of Shengshi Jiangnan.

Later, they changed to a membership system, but if one wanted to become a member, one had to be an owner of Shengshi Jiangnan.

That’s why the first two houses were sold.

But Sister Zhou really couldn’t understand why these foreigners had to eat at that restaurant?

Some people even bought a house in Shengshi Jiangnan just to have a taste of it.

How delicious is that restaurant?

Although she was curious, Sister Zhou still had to serve the customer in front of her.

"Hello, Mr. Abdullah, don't worry. As long as you are the owner of our Shengshi Jiangnan, you can become a member of Lose restaurant. But I heard that this restaurant needs to be booked in advance, and the current reservation time is the end of next month."

Sister Zhou didn't want to lie to others, so she honestly told everyone what she knew about the Lose restaurant.

It’s not that she is so noble, but when the other party buys a house, he will definitely make a reservation at Lose restaurant.

If the other party feels that the property is deceiving him and then takes the case to court, matters involving foreign guests are very difficult to resolve.

What's more, the other party is the prince of the United Nations of Middle Eastern Chiefs.

"Oh, thank you for your honesty. But it doesn't matter. I have already arranged the appointment myself. It's not expensive. It only cost me one million dollars. I bought the house just to be able to make the appointment in person next time."

Sister Zhou was stunned by what she heard.

What the hell?

In order to eat at Lose restaurant, the other party actually spent one million US dollars to buy a queue ticket.

Is this Lose restaurant cursed?

Are foreigners so flocking to it?

"Um, okay, Mr. Abdullah. So, what are your requirements for the house? Like north-south orientation? Or a specific building number?"

The person on the other end of the line paused for a moment, then said, "Just get close to Building 17. The closer the better. Is there one?"

Sister Zhou immediately took out the map, looked through it, and said, "Yes, there is a vacant building near it. Mr. Abdullah, if you need it, I will make an appointment for you first."

Abdullah immediately said, "What's your card number? I'll transfer the money directly and I'll buy the house."

Sister Zhou never expected that the other party would be so generous.

Buying a house is like buying a scallion.

Buy it when you say you want to, and transfer the money immediately.

"Well, we need to go through the formalities to buy a house across the border, and these formalities are difficult to handle."

The other party interrupted Sister Zhou before she could finish her words.

"Okay, how much more do you need? Ten million dollars? Twenty million dollars? Just tell me a number, I'm willing to pay any amount."

Sister Zhou even felt like she was dreaming. She pinched her thigh and found that it really hurt.

"Well, Mr. Abdullah, it's not about money. It's about ..."

"OK. I can give you a commission if you do all the work for me. 10%? OK?"

Sister Zhou agreed immediately.

"Okay, please leave it to me."

Sister Zhou originally thought that the bragging online about the Middle Eastern prince’s wealth was just bragging.

But today, she finally understood what money power meant.

In an instant, Sister Zhou was convinced by the other party.

"Very good. I can go to the Magic City today. It would be best if I can complete the formalities you mentioned before today. I can't wait to try the delicious food at Lose Restaurant."

Sister Zhou was also very understanding and immediately congratulated him: "Then I wish you, Mr. Abdullah, a perfect dining experience."

"Thank you. Please give me your bank card number and I will transfer the money to you."

Sister Zhou started talking to Abdullah about how much he should pay.

After Sister Zhou hung up the phone with a smile, the phone rang again.

Sister Zhou was afraid that someone else would take away her commission, so she snatched the phone and started working as a customer service representative.

This time, the other party said that he was the son of the Morgan Consortium.