Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 167 of 214
"Brother Yang, what brings you here?" Li Dagang asked, somewhat puzzled. In his view, Yang Juehuan's family circumstances were much the same as his own—there was no way he would be buying a house in such an expensive place.
"I came with my girlfriend to look at houses. Let me introduce you—Chen Shutang, also from our high school, in my class," Yang Ce said.
"I've heard of you for a long time, of course." Li Dagang chuckled. "The beauty queen of our senior year—how could I not know her?"
"Beauty queen? That's just what people made up," Chen Shutang said, a little embarrassed, her face flushing red.
"Anyway, Li Dagang, what about you? How did you end up selling houses?" Yang Ce asked, looking at Li Dagang's attire with a strange expression.
"With my grades, there was no way I'd get into university." Li Dagang said, "Didn't you talk me out of it back then, Brother Yang? I took your advice and stopped thinking about retaking the college entrance exam and all that. After high school I went straight out into society and applied to be a sales consultant at this real estate company. I never expected that after a few months I'd fall in love with the job. The pay's decent, and I can still send a little home every month."
"Well, well—I never would have guessed. A sports jock like you turning into a salesman. I remember your mouth wasn't nearly this smooth back then." Yang Yuting nodded; knowing that Li Dagang now had no worries about food or clothing made him quite happy.
"People are forced into it," Li Dagang said. But no sooner had he spoken than he felt a little embarrassed—the phrase was far too ambiguous. If it were only Yang Juehuan present it would not have mattered, but Chen Shutang was there too, so he had to mind his words. "In this line of work, if you're not quick with your tongue, how can you get by?"
"True enough." Yang Ce did not read anything into it. "So how much can you make a month now?"
"Thirty-something thousand, heh heh. A bit more than that kid Xu Peng." Li Dagang said, "Oh, right—the other day Xu Peng was saying we three should get together sometime. It's been ages since we drank at the food stalls behind the school."
"Thirty-something thousand is not bad at all. Getting together, of course, no problem—you set the time and just let me know." Yang Yuting nodded; he too rather missed the life of those days.
"So-so. But Brother Yang, seems like you've struck it rich! Coming here to look at houses—anyone buying property here is no ordinary spender!" Li Dagang said in surprise.
"I started a company with Zhang Bin. It's doing all right, I suppose." Yang Ce patted Li Dagang on the shoulder. "I'll tell you all about it when we get the chance. Any interest in joining my company?"
"That's just a word from you, isn't it?" Li Dagang said without a moment's hesitation, not even considering whether the pay there would be as good as what he had now.
"That's the spirit, good brother." Yang Ce nodded in approval. With friends like this, Yang Ce was well content.
"But let me get the ugly truth out first—if I quit, I'll have no source of income," Li Dagang said. "If I come work for you, you can skip the wages, but you've got to feed me."
"Ha!" Yang Xutang burst out laughing. "Don't worry, you won't starve."
Li Dagang laughed too, as if they were back in high school—drinking together, skipping class together, sizing up pretty girls together, and dreaming of the future.
Ever since he had consolidated the Wangshi Century Xiongfeng Group, Yang Duo had been planning to open another real estate company. After all, real estate was a high-profit industry too.
When the time came, he could move Li Dagang over and give him a position like sales department manager.
"Let's go look at some houses," Li Dagang said. "If you want to buy, I'll file a report for you and get you an internal price."
"What, no commission?" Yang Hengye asked.