This apartment complex is definitely much nicer than the staff housing.
Before Ye Wanying could speak, Xiao Jiu extended an invitation to his little brother, Tuanzi:
“Little brother, if our family moves here in the future, you can come and stay anytime. My home is your home.”
However, the little boy didn't nod foolishly. He understood that even if his brother Xiao Jiu lived here, it wasn't his own home.
A home must be a place where Mom and Dad are!
He glanced furtively at his mother's expression before answering Xiao Jiu's question:
"Brother Xiao Jiu, Tuanzi still wants to stay with Mom and Dad."
So, they basically won't be staying at your house.
But Xiao Jiu is too young to understand this, and for a moment he didn't get it and didn't know what to say.
Ye Wanying looked at the two little ones, her eyes crinkling with laughter:
"Alright, nothing's confirmed yet. You two little ones are overthinking things."
Let's wait until we've finalized the details of the house before making any further decisions.
"Ms. Ye, this way."
"good."
......
The passing group didn't notice that after they passed, another group entered from outside. The man at the front stopped, and naturally, the people behind him also stopped.
Everyone was curious and followed the gaze of the man in front, but all they saw were the backs of a group of people, nothing else!
So, what exactly is this person looking at?
One of the receptionists in the lobby ran up to him:
"President Ning, this is Xiao Guang, the sales manager. Boss Guan and the others are waiting inside."
"Hmm," the man responded softly before continuing to walk forward.
However, as I passed the sales manager, I asked him quietly:
What were those people doing over there?
ah?
The sales manager was quite familiar with Mr. He; the two had been classmates. The manager also knew that some homeowners in his building had listed their properties for sale through his old classmate's shop. If it weren't for this connection, Mr. He wouldn't have been able to bring so many people in so easily at the entrance.
"Mr. Ning, they must be here to look at the property."
"Looking for apartments? I remember all the units in this development were sold out."
"Yes, but some homeowners are preparing to sell, and the one walking in front is the real estate agent, an old classmate of mine."
Since a real estate agent brought people here, what else could it be but a house viewing?
"Um."
The man walked away again, and the sales manager was still in a daze. So, what exactly did Mr. Ning mean by that "um"?
Just asking?
Mr. Ning isn't that curious, is he?
The sales manager had a lot of ideas popping into his head, but he quickly put them all aside and followed after them.
"President Ning, this way please."
...
The group that had already entered the building were unaware of what was happening behind them, and even less aware that the young master of the Yan Gang was actually connected to this real estate development, and judging from the looks of it, he must be someone of considerable status.
As for Ning Luo, sitting in the conference room, listening to the reports from below, only he himself knew whether he had actually taken it all in.
As the young master of the Yan Gang, Ning Luo couldn't personally go out to fight and kill. He controlled many businesses, and this property was acquired by Ning Luo and Tang Zeqi a few years ago.
I never imagined that in just a few short years, my good friend who once fought alongside me in the business world would be gone forever.
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