Chapter 8: Eight Hundred Million "A legendary bank card?" ...

After Xin Jingli signed, she looked up and saw the three people opposite her looking at her, each with their own charming expression.

Xin Jingli said "Hmm?" and lowered his head to check.

"Did I sign the wrong one? Did I sign Party A?"

"No, that's right." Xi Jiyu cleared his throat, blinked, and returned to his usual calm demeanor.

The system prompt sounded again: [Xi Jiyu's favorability has changed. His current favorability towards the host is 40.]

Xin Jingli raised his eyebrows.

It is true that money can make the devil work, and money can make your facial features more distinctive.

But... only 40? The two before that were over 60! That's 620 million!

But on second thought, it seemed that the 620 million was bought for herself, and besides, Xi Jiyu's favorability increased by 80 points, which was not bad, Xin Jingli curled her lips.

The two parties discussed the follow-up matters, and Xin Jingli was overjoyed holding the contract.

From now on, this villa is hers! Hers alone! Living alone in a villa of over 3,000 square meters! This kind of thing could only exist in dreams before, but today, it is actually in her hands.

This contract is really important, and Xin Jingli feels very happy.

After the matter was over, Xi Jiyu turned the ring on his index finger.

This girl named Xin Jingli must be no ordinary person, and she will inevitably have dealings with people in the business world in the future.

Xi Jiyu glanced at Special Assistant Zhao.

Special Assistant Zhao understood, picked up Xi Jiyu's phone, and walked to Xin Jingli's side. "Ms. Xin, add your contact information. We can discuss anything that needs to be handed over later."

Xin Jingli nodded.

After exchanging WeChat accounts, Xi Jiyu and Special Assistant Zhao returned to the Maybach, and Special Assistant Zhao returned the phone to him.

The other party sent a greeting message: [Hello, Special Assistant Zhao, my name is Xin Jingli.]

Xi Jiyu: ...

She seemed to be a little tactless, as she had clearly been using his phone just now.

Xi Jiyu didn't explain, just replied "Hello" and turned off the phone.

On this side, Xi Jiyu had just stepped out of the door when Li Xiangjie saw that everyone in the group of colleagues who had entered the room at the same time were tagging her.

[What? Is Li Daxueba sad that he made such a wasted trip? He doesn't even plan to come back to study anymore?]

"It's okay, it's normal. We've missed out on many opportunities before, and you're just getting started."

Don't worry, come back and read a book, or use the air conditioning. After all, business is at the bottom, and I can't be in a bad mood anymore. It's so uncomfortable.

Li Xiangjie is used to it. Maybe it's because she reads while working and everyone dislikes her, but she doesn't affect other people's work. She doesn't know what she did to offend them.

She just replied: [The contract has been signed.]

Colleagues came out one after another:

[A small studio room for eight hundred a month? Even a small fly is still meat, no matter how small it is. It's okay.]

[Eight hundred a day, that's all you make in a month. It's okay, you still have books, come back and read~]

【You guys are so annoying hahahahaha. 】

Li Xiangjie ignored her and just walked over to ask Xin Jingli if there was anything else she needed help with.

"Indeed, there are. Do you have any channels, such as housekeeping, disinfection, etc.? After all, this villa is second-hand, so it still needs to be checked." Xin Jingli looked at the living room. The decoration did not need to be changed. The original owner had good taste, and she was very satisfied.

Meanwhile, inside the company, several colleagues who had challenged Li Xiangjie in the morning were still joking:

"I bet Li Xiangjie paid for the gas for nothing. She definitely didn't sign it. She's being stubborn."

"Follow the same number. That girl doesn't look like someone who rents a house. She's pale and looks so fragile. It's a good thing she didn't die in the rental house."

"That's not necessarily true. She has nowhere to live, so she really rents a shabby single room?"

Everyone was talking and smiling.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Holy crap! What the hell? Chen Hong's villa is sold!"

The colleagues who were discussing the issue immediately stood up and picked up their phones to see who was capable enough to solve such a big problem.

The result is: Li Xiangjie.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How is it possible! The girl who looked like she would fall apart in the wind, the girl whose hair could be split into three strands, the girl whose clothes were almost torn from washing, actually bought Chen Hong's villa!

And the person who was sold was Li Xiangjie, the person they despised the most!

Everyone regretted it so much that their intestines turned green.

One of the boys slapped his thigh and said, "Oh my! I was the first one to see her this morning! Tsk, what bad luck!"

"Bullshit, your workstation is so far back, and she's clearly standing in front of mine!"

"What a joke! I was about to make eye contact with her! I'm the one who's most regretful, right? She even smiled at me. She must have wanted to ask me at first!"

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On the other side, Xiang Zupeng was showing a customer a large flat. He also saw the group message and felt uncomfortable.

He took the client to see three or four houses, but he was still picky and said he didn't like any of them and wanted to go and see the next one.

How could Li Xiangjie, a relatively new artist, land such a big deal? Could she afford such a lucrative commission?

Xiang Zupeng's blood pressure soared, his face flushed with anger as he sent a WeChat voice message to the front desk: "What's going on? Such a big client, why didn't you keep it for me? Didn't we agree on a partnership? Look, now neither of us has gained anything!"

The receptionist also felt aggrieved: "I saved it for you. It's the girl you let go this morning."

This time, Xiang Zupeng almost fell to the ground.

How is that possible? That girl doesn't even have a decent piece of clothing! How could she possibly afford Chen Hong's villa? And pay in full!

No, it must be fake! Li Xiangjie is lying!

Xiang Zupeng covered his chest, his heart aching.

Such a big deal! I just missed it! I regret it! I regret it so much!

Looking back, he saw that his client was still picking and choosing in the large flat. Xiang Zupeng wanted to open the window and jump out.

There is no harm without comparison!

When Li Xiangjie saw the group message, all the words disappeared and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Xin Jingli had worked before, so he knew what happened and was happy for Li Xiangjie from the bottom of his heart.

"Now, is your commission enough to support you to quit your job and study?" She thought that if it was not enough, she could make up for it. The competition for the postgraduate entrance examination was fierce, the conditions were so difficult, and the impact was huge.

Li Xiangjie nodded vigorously, "That's enough, more than enough!"

620 million, you can get more than 10 million in commission!

I don’t have to worry about the financial pressure at home anymore, now I can really read books in peace!

"Thank you." Li Xiangjie's tears fell. "This order of yours is very important to me. In the past, when clients came, they always chose the old employees, thinking that the old employees had strong business capabilities and were trustworthy. Even if there were any clients who wanted to sign with me, they would be snatched away by others."

"As long as the money is enough, I haven't done anything to help you. You came to me yourself." Xin Jingli handed her a tissue.

The two exchanged contact information and chatted all the way to the car.

When they arrived at the gate of the manor, the security guard saw them coming out and smiled happily: "Xiao Li, Miss, have you finished your business?"

His eyes were shining, completely different from when he first came in.

Xin Jingli smiled without saying anything and nodded.

Li Xiangjie exchanged a few words with the security guard and waved goodbye before leaving.

When the car drove to a nearby shopping mall, Xin Jingli asked her to pull over.

"Let me take you home." Li Xiangjie said.

Xin Jingli shook his head. "No, go back to the company. There are still many things to deal with later."

Li Xiangjie didn't insist any more, "Okay! If you need me in the future, just let me know, I'll definitely do my best!"

"Okay, I've got that."

After Li Xiangjie left, Xin Jingli walked into the mall.

It was time to replenish her food, and her head started to feel dizzy again. She chose an afternoon tea restaurant, placed her order, and booked a hotel on her phone.

I don't want to go back to rented houses, tube-shaped buildings, or small studios. Why would I still live there when I have money? I should spend it!

She wanted to book the most expensive hotel in downtown Dongcheng, the Song Fang Hua.

There is the only top-floor suite there, which overlooks the entire city at night. If you wake up in the morning and there is mist, you will feel like you are in the clouds.

This was written after she read some online comments.

This room is difficult to book, and when Xin Jingli contacted the hotel, he was rejected.

At that time, the hotel staff who received the call thought it was a joke.

This room cannot be booked with just a phone call. You need to bind your personal information and bank card on their own APP.

The bank card level is the standard they use to judge whether the guest can afford the house.

Generally, only Diamond Card and Black Card can pass.

"I'm sorry, miss. The backend system of [Song Fanghua] cannot find your information. Please bind your information and click Apply in the backend. Then, one of our staff will contact you." Qian Du, the front desk staff, reminded the other party.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Du and his colleague Yang Linglu looked at each other and smiled. They covered their mouths and complained:

"He's trying to get a penthouse suite even though he has no money."

"Don't mention it. I've been working here for so many years, and this is the first time I've heard someone call to book this room."

"Really? I just talked to her and almost burst out laughing."

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Other guests came to book an ordinary room. Here, an ordinary room starts at 100,000 per night. It is a real paradise for burning money.

They were smiling, not because they had seen rich people, but because they were thinking about the phone call they had just received.

After processing a group of guests, the background work system popped up a prompt that a black card user had applied for the top floor suite.

Qian Du clicked on the message and said, "Oh my god! Have you seen this card before? What kind of card is this?"

Yang Linglu leaned over, took a closer look, and shook her head. "I haven't seen it. Didn't the system say it was a black card?"

Coincidentally, the hotel manager Xiang Dun passed by and the two men asked him for help.

Xiang Dun looked at the card and took out the intercom. "Clean the penthouse suite three times and conduct a comprehensive inspection and disinfection three times. Now, immediately, immediately!"

After he finished speaking, he instructed Qian Du, "Contact this customer immediately. Use the softest voice and the gentlest attitude to ask when they will arrive, what they require, what they need to buy, and how long they will stay."

Qian Du and Yang Linglu looked at each other. The former swallowed and realized that this card must be extraordinary.

Among the people who come to Song Fang Hua are movie stars and CEOs of listed companies. Manager Xiang has definitely seen a lot of ups and downs, but now he has a frown on his face and repeatedly checks the equipment in the top floor suite.

This person is not simple.

Qian Du entered the customer number and felt that it looked familiar. When the voice of the person on the other end sounded, he was instantly petrified.

Isn’t this the girl from before?

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