Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 165 of 214
"Don't worry, Mengyan." Yang Ce spoke with righteous conviction. "If I ever let you go, just go complain to my mother—she'd beat me to death."
"Mm." Chen Shutang nodded hard. That was true—no matter what, she was the official girlfriend acknowledged by Yang's mother, and she even carried the Yang family's heirloom on her.
Chen Shutang touched the jade pendant at her collar and smiled.
The area around Songjiang Engineering University was a high-tech hub, crowded with electronics and computer malls, and property prices there were exorbitant. So few people could actually afford to buy a home here—generally only the bosses of the tech parks and the like.
Yang Ce parked the car at the entrance of the sales office for the newly built Huasong Wenyuan, then got out with Chen Shutang.
This was a high-end high-rise residential development, priced very dearly, so the sales office was done up in proper style, complete with greeters and security guards at the door.
Everyone who worked here was sharp as a tack. Though Yang Ce and Chen Shutang looked very young and weren't wearing especially famous brands, the fact was they had arrived in a BMW X5.
So the moment Yang Puqi stepped out of the car, a greeter came forward with a smile. "Hello, you two. Are you here to look at the properties?"
"Mm." Yang Yuting nodded.
"Please follow me." The greeter led Yang Ce and Chen Shutang into the sales office.
In the very center of the office stood a large scale model of the development, and under the glow of the lights it looked quite beautiful.
"You two can take a look at the model first. If anything interests you, we can go see it on site," the greeter said, leading Yang Ce and the others over to a free salesperson.
"Mm. We'll have a look first." Yang Yuting nodded.
The greeter whispered a couple of words to the salesperson. Though it was too quiet to hear, Yang Jiyan could see it—what the greeter said was, "They came in a BMW X5."
The salesperson nodded without any change in expression, and Yang Jiyan didn't mind. After all, once they had a rough idea of your background, they could recommend properties accordingly—otherwise they'd talk your ear off for ages and, if you didn't buy, they'd have wasted their breath.
"Yang Ce, it's so pretty here!" Chen Shutang was instantly captivated by the landscaping inside Huasong Wenyuan. Pointing at the model, she said, "Look, there's even a pond!"
"Mm. If you like it, let's buy one." Yang Ce was flush with cash now and did not care in the least about such small sums; the money he had pried from the drug lord was more than he could ever spend.
Hearing Yang Juehuan's words, the saleswoman's eyes lit up. Seeing that a deal might be within reach, she grew warm and attentive. "Sir, miss, if you're satisfied, why don't we go and look at the actual property?"
"It's already been built?" Yang Puqi was surprised. He knew that many developers these days put up a model first while the real construction lagged behind; usually it took half a year to a year after residents moved in before the landscaping within the compound was fully completed.
"Yes. Everything here only goes on sale once construction is finished. This is a high-end residential district—we strive for customer satisfaction," the saleswoman said.
"So what layouts do you have, and how much per square meter?" Yang Yanchuan asked.
"We have many layouts: small studio apartments of just over thirty square meters, two-bedroom units of over sixty, three-bedroom units of over ninety, as well as duplexes. In addition, there are small villas with private gardens and garages. Sir, have a look and see what layout you need. Prices range from ten thousand to fifty thousand." the saleswoman explained.
"Mengyan, what do you think we should buy?" Yang Ce turned to Chen Shutang. "This sort of thing—you should be the one to decide."