Chapter 632 Extra - Question
Fang Tong just smiled.
She didn't know what she was struggling with, but if she didn't work hard, her brother's medical expenses would be in jeopardy.
She can wait, but her brother can't.
The receptionist didn't stay with her for long; she put down the cold compress for her and then went out to get busy.
Fang Tong took out her phone but didn't see Chen Ci's reply. Thinking he was probably already asleep, she pulled out the client information that Old Chen had given her and continued to study it.
Around 9:30, Lao Chen sent her a message saying that the client was nearby and would arrive soon.
Fang Tong then forced herself to put on high heels and went to the negotiation area to wait.
Sure enough, less than ten minutes later, Fang Tong saw the receptionist leading two men toward her.
But when her gaze fell on one of the men's faces, she froze.
Chen Ci.
Clearly, Chen Ci was also shocked to see her. For a moment, he even wondered if the person in front of him was someone else who looked exactly like Fang Tong.
It wasn't until the receptionist said, "Gentlemen, this is our property consultant, Fang Tong. Team Leader Chen entrusted her to receive you."
Chen Song was unaware of the connection between the two, while Fang Tong composed himself and greeted them.
First up was Chen Song, the client. She raised her hand and said, "Hello Mr. Chen, I'm Fang Tong, a real estate consultant."
Chen Song shook hands with her: "Hello, thank you for your help. This is my friend, also surnamed Chen."
“I know him.” Fang Tong smiled at Chen Ci: “Dr. Chen.”
It was that unusually distant voice again. Chen Ci nodded: "Mm."
The three of them sat down, and Chen Song was quite puzzled: "Are you his patient?"
"My younger brother."
Chen Song understood and jokingly said with a smile, "Oh, I see. I knew it was right to bring him. He has friends all over the world. Give me some discounts later."
“Absolutely.” Fang Tong said, pushing the property information to Chen Song: “I heard from Brother Chen that you bought this house to be closer to Tianfu Villa.”
"That's right."
“Then our Yaju is definitely the best choice.”
She opened the brochure and introduced the various hardware and software facilities of the residence, and then began to introduce the apartment layouts.
Fang Tong was able to provide timely and accurate feedback on every question Chen Song raised, and offered very practical suggestions.
Chen Ci listened to their conversation while sipping his coffee, his gaze occasionally falling on Fang Tong, his mind filled with questions.
Why did she suddenly leave the wedding planning company to become a real estate consultant at Yaju?
Is she really Shu Tong? And why did she write that poem in small regular script?
When did she learn calligraphy?
And what about that tear stain on the small calligraphy...?
A series of questions swirled in his mind until the two people in front of him finished discussing the basics and prepared to go see the model house.
Fang Tong stood up: "I'm sorry, I twisted my ankle this morning, so I might walk a little slower."
"You sprained your ankle?" Chen Ci looked down at it. "Which ankle? Let me see."
"No need." Fang Tong stepped back slightly with her left foot. "The plaster has already been applied. Thank you, Dr. Chen."
She didn't give Chen Ci a chance to say much, and directly asked the front desk to book a convertible to take customers to visit the model house. Then she limped and led Chen Song out.
Chen Song glanced at Chen Ci a couple more times and felt that the way he looked at Fang Tong was anything but innocent.
Wearing high heels and limping on one leg, Fang Tong led the two to the door as fast as she could.
The convertible had arrived, and Fang Tong gestured for Chen Song and Chen Ci to sit down first: "Please, gentlemen, I'll take you to see the model house."
Chen Song got into the car directly. Chen Ci hesitated for a moment and said to Fang Tong, "Just have your colleague take him to see it. If your leg is inconvenient, you don't need to go."
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