A few people arranged to meet at a teahouse near the apartment complex.

Qiang Xin arrived quickly, carrying a bulging briefcase.

Before even sitting down, he started taking things out of the bag.

All were various documents related to the house.

As he neatly arranged them on the table, he bragged a bit.

"I'm telling you, you're lucky to have caught me before my business trip. I urgently need money, otherwise, it's uncertain you'd get a house in this area. It's really in demand. Well, everything's about fate between people, isn't it?"

"I see you're straightforward people, let's keep it simple. Sign the contract now, and we can transfer the title this afternoon. Keep in touch, I know Beijing well. If any issue arises, call me, and I'll get it sorted for you."

Qiang Xin kept talking, but the others remained silent, just staring at him.

The man realized something was off, stopped, and looked a bit embarrassed.

"Is it the price? We can negotiate, you know."

Qiang Xin didn't take the students seriously, seeing them as fish that took the bait.

In his mind, he was already considering whether to braise or steam them. Either way, he planned to make a hefty profit.

Especially one of the girls, all dressed in luxury brands but seemed a bit naive — she looked quite wealthy, surely a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

If Jun Feifei knew what Qiang Xin was thinking, she'd probably be infuriated.

Some people really can't tell the difference between squeezing a soft persimmon and dealing with a ghost, huh?

Yue Qingqing smiled at Qiang Xin, "Mr. Jiang, both parties in a transaction need transparency. Are you sure you've shared everything you need to?"

Qiang Xin's eyes shifted, "Wow, college students are smart. I'm indeed hiding a bit. The furniture I bought back then was just picked up from second-hand markets, mainly because no one lived there. But I can give them to you, and I can even reduce the price of other unfinished rooms a bit. Does that sound good?"

Yue Xingxing saw him dodging the issue and asked again.

"Nothing else?"

Qiang Xin frowned, changing roles to take the lead.

"If you have something to say, just say it. I'm sincere about selling; I just don't know if you are sincere about buying. Let's not waste time."

"My time is precious, too. I've got a flight tomorrow. If you insist on nitpicking, I won't bother. As I said, you won't find a deal like this elsewhere."

Yue Qingqing replied, "Yes, this price is indeed quite low."

Qiang Xin raised his head, "Exactly! Didn't I say…"

"But who would dare to live there? Sure, we break superstitions, but it's not like something doesn't exist just because you don't believe in it. Xiangxie Residence has been without water and electricity for so long; if it were livable, someone would've moved in by now, right?"

Yue Qingqing's unexpected words were like a heavy blow to Qiang Xin's head, making him realize they already knew the truth.

So he had been performing his sincere act for nothing, and they saw it as a monkey show?

Qiang Xin was angry and ashamed, "If you didn't want to buy, you should've said so earlier. Waste my time making me come all this way, how unprofessional!"

He, instead, took the initiative by rolling up his sleeves, looking furious.

Yue Xiaohu snorted coldly, threw his jacket onto a chair, and stood up.

He shrugged his shoulders back, and the muscles on his arms and back bulged like small mountains.

Qiang Xin immediately chickened out.

"Why stand up? I'm just packing up my stuff."

Qiang Xin rolled up his sleeves even higher and started putting the documents back into his bag, mumbling to himself.

"Not buying is not buying, no need for young people to blow their top."

Yue Qingqing placed her hand on the property certificate.

"I didn't say we're not buying. Aren't we negotiating?"

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