Jiang Xiaoli's eyes lit up, and her tone became warmer, "Uncle Han, you're being too polite. If you're going to do something, do it the best! You're selling houses, not toys. I'll definitely do my best to design the most suitable plan for you."

Her words were so tactful that they warmed Manager Han's heart, and he looked at her as if she were a younger relative.

"Xiao Li, did you bring a friend to see your home renovation today?"

Jiang Xiaoli smiled and said, "Not only will I be looking at the renovations, but I might also bring you a client. My friend wants to see if there are any suitable apartments left in your neighborhood."

Manager Han was a little surprised. He looked at Zong Jiayu and said, "You kids these days are really amazing. You're all so talented at such a young age. It's not easy! Don't worry, even if other people come to see the place and there are no rooms available, Xiaoli, the friends you brought will definitely get some!"

He pulled a large mobile phone, about the size of a human head, from the briefcase tucked under his arm and made a call.

Soon, a young woman in a formal suit knocked on the door and entered. "Manager Han."

Manager Han pointed to Jiang Xiaoli and Zong Jiayu, "Xiao Wu, take them to see the few apartments we've reserved."

“Okay, no problem,” Xiao Wu nodded in response.

Manager Han smiled at Jiang Xiaoli, "Xiaoli, I'll show them around here to see the renovations of both your houses. I'll have Xiao Wu show you the houses first. After you're done, wait for me in my office. I'll give you a discount!"

"Okay, Uncle Han, thank you. We'll be going now." Finally hearing what she wanted to hear, Jiang Xiaoli smiled sweetly at Manager Han and followed Xiao Wu to look at the house with Zong Jia.