"Miss Yang, shall we take a tricycle?" The salesman pointed to several small tricycles parked across the street.
"No need." Yang Qingheng hung up the phone and looked into the distance.
The salesperson thought she was trying to save on transportation costs, and his expression changed slightly, but he still patiently said, "Our building is two kilometers away from here. It would take half an hour to walk there. Would you like us to find another mode of transportation?"
After saying that, he took a deep breath.
The apartment is only forty-odd square meters, the commission is not much, and it's uncertain whether she will buy it. Now I have to walk there with her, which is a thankless task, and she certainly doesn't want to do it.
The salesperson was mentally prepared that if Yang Qingheng said she didn't want to ride in the car, she would apologize and say that she was not feeling well and couldn't walk, or ask her to find someone else to accompany her.
Yang Qingheng stared at her frustrated little expression and knew she had misunderstood. She couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Don't worry, there's an oxcart."
No need to walk, an oxcart is fine too.
The little girl breathed a slight sigh of relief.
A few minutes later, Li Nian's car slowly stopped in front of the two of them.
Yang Qingheng opened the car door first, gesturing for her to get in.
The salesperson froze, hesitating, "This..."
In her mind, Yang Qingheng's simple attire was completely out of place with this car.
Yang Qingheng didn't expect that she, who seemed so eloquent when she was arguing, would be like a confused fool now. She grabbed her arm and pressed her down into her seat: "If you don't hurry up now, you'll miss lunch."
Having clearly overheard their discussion about getting Li Jiaoyan's lunch for free, the girl's ears burned, and she obediently got into the car.
It took me a while to realize that this vehicle couldn't possibly be labeled as an oxcart...
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Li Nian, who was in front of him, spoke up quietly: "Mr. Yang, I think what I meant by giving you a ride was that it was on my way."
"Ms. Li, it's working hours now. Does giving me a ride make you unhappy?" Yang Qingheng smiled insincerely, revealing the capitalist face hidden beneath her skin.
She doesn't use cattle and horses; does she seem kind?
"Happy, of course I'm happy." Li Nian squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. Before today, he never imagined that he, who was used to exploiting his employees, would one day be exploited by others.
It's so frustrating, so incredibly frustrating.
Yang Qingheng glanced at the document in her hand, put it back in her bag, and didn't say anything more.
In principle, this document has no legal effect, but it's enough to disgust Li Jiaoyan and Li Nian, that despicable couple.
That's right, she knew about their relationship the moment she saw Li Jiaoyan.
The bag Li Jiaoyan was carrying clearly belonged to her company. Several secretaries had worked overtime for a few days, and coincidentally, the company sent over a box of sample bags. She thought it would be a good opportunity to reward them, so she gave one to each of them.
Li Nian also got one, but I never expected it to end up in Li Jiaoyan's hands today.
Even after the two had finished viewing the apartment, the salesperson was still a little overwhelmed.
With President Yang and President Li coming up all at once, and this "oxcart" too, plus Yang Qingheng's satisfaction with the house she just viewed, this deal is going to be a success!
"Hey, watch out."
In her excitement, she missed a step and was suddenly pulled back by Yang Qingheng by the arm.
She smiled awkwardly and quickly thanked him, "Thank you so much, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get back safely today."
Could it be that we can go back missing a piece?
Yang Qingheng found it amusing; the tension she had been feeling lately was finally eased, and she turned to ask her, "Have you ever thought about changing companies?"
He reached into his bag and pulled out his business card.
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