"You're not really suited for sales." On the way to see the house, Xiao Feng casually commented.

"Maybe you're right." Chu Mengting forced a bitter smile, feeling a bit uncomfortable inside. She could sell, but selling a house and selling herself were two different things she couldn't reconcile.

Du Qingyue chimed in, "Treating the customer like God is fine, but that's just in terms of attitude — don't truly put them on that pedestal in your mind."

Chu Mengting frowned slightly but thought there was some truth in it: "Please, go on."

"For instance, if you want to sell something for ten bucks, the price tag can't be ten bucks exactly. You have to leave room for negotiation, and when the other party haggles, you must make them feel that this is the final price."

Du Qingyue patiently explained, "This way, after some back and forth, even if the final price is still ten, it feels different to people."

Chu Mengting touched her nose, "Actually, they teach this during training, but not as clearly and simply as you did. Maybe I'm really not cut out for sales work."

Du Qingyue wasn't aware her words hit on Chu Mengting's most critical issue — always yielding in the face of negotiation without showing that it was her bottom line.

As a result, when pushed to the limit without retreat, the person negotiating would always think there was room for further concessions from Chu Mengting. It would be a miracle if such a deal closed.

Before long, they arrived at a large villa district where the Guanyuan car parked, and Xiao Feng and the others got out.

Chu Mengting went up to the gate, looked at the overhead camera, and the big gate opened automatically: "This is a facial recognition system. Once registered, the gate opens automatically. Same with the barrier; once the license plate is registered, it opens automatically."

Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue said nothing. These features were all present back at Brocade Manor, so nothing new.

In fact, when it comes to buying a house, high prices equal high service. Like the kind of one-button call system in karaoke rooms, you can call property management from home to change a light bulb.

There are plenty of similar flashy things; in any case, whether you use them or not, having everything equipped is no problem.

Within the villa area, the greenbelt shows signs of careful pruning, with a large garden, basketball court, table tennis tables, and even a designated area for elderly people fond of square dancing.

But since it's not nighttime, it's hard to determine the occupancy rate here.

Of course, if they were to fake it, they could just turn on all the lights regardless of occupancy. You couldn't judge from outside, as you can't knock on each door to confirm.

"What do you think?" Xiao Feng turned to Du Qingyue beside him.

"It's nice, but the price..." Du Qingyue trailed off, but the rest was easy to guess.

They chose this place for its proximity to the bridal shop. Still, the entire bridal shop from preparation to impending opening didn't cost nearly eight million.

Moreover, Chu Mengting made it clear; Jinyue Garden just wants to inflate the price. Money aside, buying it means paying an intelligence tax.

"Too expensive?" Xiao Feng laughed heartily, "You tossed me a million back then without even blinking, and now you're penny-pinching?"

Du Qingyue blushed with embarrassment and called Chu Mengting over, then handed her the card: "Swipe the card, sign the contract, we're buying the house!"

Clear and direct, without any unnecessary words.

Chu Mengting was taken aback. As a fellow woman, she detected an element of spite in the statement.

Unsure about making an immediate decision, she looked at Xiao Feng.

"Why are you looking at him?" Du Qingyue said coldly, "Who gave you the card?"

"You, you gave it," Chu Mengting replied, a bit confused but clearly intimidated by Du Qingyue's commanding presence.

Du Qingyue calmly said, "Since I gave it, there's no need to say more. Bring over the contract."

After Chu Mengting left, Du Qingyue looked at Xiao Feng: "Do you still think I'm penny-pinching now?"

Xiao Feng shook his head, avoiding further provocation, fearing that Du Qingyue might say to buy the whole place with the card. Then Jinyue Garden's headquarters would offer him a pennant of gratitude.

On the choice of location, Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue agreed on a three-story villa at the edge, which had great lighting and was quiet at night, so they wouldn't be disturbed by garden noise.

Even though the glass here was quite soundproof, it felt like a sort of psychological quirk — being far from the clamor brought peace of mind.

"Doesn't it hurt to spend?" Du Qingyue smiled at Xiao Feng, "The card I used was the one you gave me."

"Not at all," Xiao Feng smiled back, "As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter if all the money is spent."

For those unaware of the backstory, they'd probably think Xiao Feng is an incredibly loving husband. But Du Qingyue's brow furrowed: "Be honest, what's really going on?"

After being together day and night for so long, Du Qingyue could tell when Xiao Feng was being truthful. Besides, Xiao Feng reimbursed taxi fares down to the smallest amount. Was this sudden generosity normal?

"I'm telling the truth," Xiao Feng shrugged, "If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

"..." Du Qingyue was speechless. Xiao Feng could lie with a straight face like no one else.

Having no choice, Du Qingyue resorted to a direct approach, staring intently at Xiao Feng's face without blinking, as if she could read his thoughts this way.

Feeling unnerved by her gaze, Xiao Feng finally admitted, "Okay, I'll come clean. I have a hunch that we might not be able to spend this money — if we do, it will get refunded."

Not being naive, Du Qingyue immediately understood what Xiao Feng meant: "You mean, Jinyue Garden might be afraid to follow in Duan Guotai's footsteps and dare not take your money?"

"Exactly!" Xiao Feng grinned, "Us living here is already an honor for them. Do you think it's appropriate for them to charge us?"

"..." Du Qingyue was full of admiration for Xiao Feng's self-indulgence, yet she couldn't deny the plausibility of his words.

Fame makes people cautious, and now that Xiao Feng's reputation precedes him, Jinyue Garden would be wary unless they were foolish.

As for gifting a villa, Du Qingyue thought it unlikely, but getting it at cost would be a nice outcome.

In the sales office, Qi Yue set down the coffee cup as she watched Chu Mengting return, smiling: "So, Xiaoting, did you close the deal with the client?"

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