"Inside the residential area, we have a dedicated children's playground and green parks. We haven't just met the national requirements for dedicated fire lanes; we’ve also equipped the site with emergency medical access lanes!"
"We put our hearts into the details, catering to every need of every resident—whether they are elderly or children, we look after everyone!"
"The two of you have come to our Huanan Mufu to look at houses—you’ve certainly come to the right place!"
Liu Yulu was highly professional. In just a few sentences, she had clearly introduced the basic situation of Huanan Mufu. In short, the core concept was high-end, luxury, and the ceiling of urban villas!
This was the brand image created by the Huanan Mufu Group. In any city in the Great Xia Country, mentioning a Huanan Mufu villa was synonymous with the highest property prices, the best environment, and the most superior service.
At that moment, Yaoyao poked her little head out, peering into the Huanan Mufu villa complex. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she instinctively exclaimed, "Wow, Daddy, it’s so beautiful here! It’s just like a playground!"
"Do you like it, Yaoyao?" Chu Tianhe asked with a smile as he looked at her.
In Chu Tianhe’s mind, whether it was high-end or a top-tier villa cluster didn't matter at all—it was all fleeting. The only thing that mattered was that Yaoyao liked it.
"I love it! Daddy, I love it so much here! Look, there’s a carousel over there; I’ve never ridden one before!"
Yaoyao was dancing with excitement. For a child, the playground facilities were what mattered most.
"Alright, as long as Yaoyao likes it, we'll live here from now on."
Chu Tianhe dotingly rubbed Yaoyao’s little head. Hearing this, Liu Yulu also wore a smile. She gestured for Chu Tianhe and Yue Linglong to follow, saying, "The two of you, please come to our front desk first to register your identities!"
Soon, Liu Yulu led Chu Tianhe and Yue Linglong to the registration desk.
"Identity registration?"
Chu Tianhe glanced at the registration form and frowned slightly. It was densely packed with dozens of items—more detailed than a census—and every item had a designated person responsible for verification, with clear contact numbers provided.
It was obvious that this registration form was far from just a formality.
"Do you really need to fill out such a detailed identity form just to buy a house now?"
Chu Tianhe turned his gaze toward Liu Yulu and asked.
Hearing this, Liu Yulu maintained her professional smile and gently explained, "Mr. Chu, as I just introduced to you, our Huanan Mufu has always followed a high-end path. To ensure brand quality, our villas aren't for just anyone to buy."
"You should understand that true, cultured tycoons are different in quality from those nouveau riche types."
"Please understand our work. We at Huanan Mufu must ensure that our residents are social elites. Every resident is of high standing; living in a Huanan Mufu villa isn't just a symbol of wealth, but a reflection of one's status and position!"
Registering identity information with someone specifically responsible for verification—this system immediately made both Chu Tianhe and Yue Linglong frown.
"A pen!"
Chu Tianhe frowned. Although he didn't want to write down his identity, it was the company's rule, so he had no choice but to pick up the pen and write his name.
Name, age, and gender were filled out smoothly, but when Chu Tianhe reached the occupation field, he hesitated.
Hall Master of the Pantheon?
That wasn't exactly a profession! And even if he wrote it, they probably wouldn't be able to verify it.
"None!"
With a shrug, Chu Tianhe simply wrote "Unemployed" in the occupation column.
Seeing this, Liu Yulu’s brows furrowed, and her professional smile began to fade.
Just as she had said, everyone who came here to buy a house was a social elite; how could they possibly be unemployed? Most people filled this column with the most impressive titles: Chairman of such-and-such company, Legal Representative of such-and-such group, Honorary Chairman of some organization, and so on.
Yet, here was Chu Tianhe, simply writing "None."
"Mr. Chu, do you not have any job?" Liu Yulu still maintained a shred of patience. "If you run your own business, you can write the company name. Even a small company is fine; as long as it's a registered business name."
"I don't have one!"
Chu Tianhe replied without a moment’s hesitation. He truly didn't have a job.
At this point, Liu Yulu’s expression turned completely cold. She pointed to an option below the occupation field and said, "Then, Mr. Chu, please fill in your current residential address."
"Fengshun Residential Area!"
Chu Tianhe wrote this down quickly—four characters in a quick brush. When Liu Yulu saw them, her face darkened so much it seemed like it was about to drip ink.
In all of Jiangzhou City, who didn't know that Fengshun Residential Area was a slum?
"Mr. Chu, please don't joke around. Please fill this out seriously."
Liu Yulu looked at Chu Tianhe with arched brows. Seeing that his clothing wasn't bad, she found it hard to believe he lived in a slum like Fengshun.
"Chu is not joking," Chu Tianhe set down the pen and said directly, "At present, I do indeed live in Fengshun Residential Area!"
Writing it was one thing, but saying it out loud was another.
The moment Chu Tianhe announced he lived in Fengshun Residential Area, he instantly drew a dozen surprised looks, which quickly shifted from surprise to disdain and mockery.
"Hahahaha... I’m dying of laughter! Liu Yulu, how are you so lucky to land such a prize couple?"
"Liu Yulu, at the last meeting, the regional manager praised you for your 'eye' for talent—is this your eye for talent?"
"Hahahaha, it’s hilarious! Someone living in a slum is playing you for a fool, and the best part is you didn't even notice!"
All the sales consultants in the hall were laughing uncontrollably.
It was common knowledge that every Huanan Mufu villa was worth over 60 million. Selling just one meant a commission of ten percent of the total price—meaning in the last half-year alone, Liu Yulu had earned over 10 million in commissions!
Such performance naturally drew jealousy. Everyone knew that to sell houses, Liu Yulu didn't mind sleeping with wealthy tycoons; she relied entirely on "beauty marketing."
Seeing Liu Yulu get humiliated, these people wouldn't miss the chance. In their eyes, this was the funniest thing ever.
"A pauper, and you’re looking at Huanan Mufu?!"
Liu Yulu finally lost her composure. No amount of professional training could withstand such mockery, coupled with the sneers of her colleagues. She exploded.
"You two blind beggars! Dressed up like you’re something, coming here to play me for a fool, are you?"
"Do you have any idea what kind of place this is? Is this somewhere trash like you can come?"
"Damn it! How dare you mock me! Security! Security!"
"Throw this piece of trash out of here!"
Seeing a dozen security guards rushing over, holding rubber batons and looking fierce, Yaoyao was instantly terrified, burying herself in Chu Tianhe's arms.
Just then, a woman's voice suddenly cut through the air: "Stop! What do you think you're doing? Don't you see they're holding a child? What if you scare her!"
A young woman, also wearing a sales consultant uniform, walked over quickly. On her name tag were the clear words: [Sales Consultant: Wang Yanyan].
"Wang Yanyan, who do you think you are?"
"Do I need your permission to do my job?"
"I’m just throwing out two paupers! If you dare to oppose me on this, we can go to the regional manager and have him settle this!"
Liu Yulu felt her authority challenged, and a flicker of rage crossed her eyes.
She and Wang Yanyan had joined the Huanan Mufu Group at the same time, but their sales philosophies were polar opposites. Liu Yulu valued results above all else, while Wang Yanyan valued reputation, believing that good word-of-mouth would naturally bring sales.
Because of this, they were constantly at odds, though Liu Yulu had always held the upper hand because her sales figures were higher.
At the morning meeting, Wang Yanyan had opposed Liu Yulu’s sales plan. Although the regional manager hadn't explicitly adopted Wang Yanyan’s suggestion—out of respect for Liu Yulu’s numbers—anyone could see that the manager was carefully considering Wang Yanyan’s points, which only deepened the tension between them.
"Yanyan, these two are paupers who live in Fengshun Residential Area!"
"Do you even know what Fengshun is? It's the biggest slum in Jiangzhou City!"
"Don't get involved in this. If this really goes to the regional manager, you’re the one who will lose out!"
Seeing Wang Yanyan stepping in to stop them, the other sales consultants tried to persuade her. They knew the friction between the two, and they knew Yanyan would be the one to suffer.
"So what if it's Fengshun Residential Area? So what if it's a slum?"
Wang Yanyan’s brows were furrowed, her face full of displeasure. "The doors to Huanan Mufu are open. They don't say who can enter and who can't!"
"We’re open for business. Anyone who walks through that door is a guest. 'The customer is God'—that is our motto!"
"Sure, sure!" Liu Yulu sneered. "Customers are indeed God, but even God is divided into wealthy Gods and pauper Gods!"
"If you keep hanging around pauper Gods, you’ll end up a pauper yourself. If I recall correctly, since this villa project opened, you, Wang Yanyan, haven't sold a single unit!"
Though Liu Yulu was mocking Wang Yanyan, the other sales staff didn't find it comfortable either, as others besides Wang Yanyan hadn't sold anything yet. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so eager to mock Liu Yulu earlier!
Even so, no one stood by Wang Yanyan. They were all on Liu Yulu’s side because, at the end of the day, selling villas for commissions was what mattered.
"I will sell one eventually. I’ll prove with facts that my sales philosophy is the right one!"
Wang Yanyan’s brows furrowed as she clashed with Liu Yulu again. She took the registration form Chu Tianhe had just filled out, waved the security guards away, and walked toward Chu Tianhe with a smile. "Mr. Chu, I am truly sorry for the poor experience. If you don't mind, may I take over as your consultant from now on?"
"You may."
Chu Tianhe nodded, his gaze intentionally sweeping over Wang Yanyan's name tag. Yaoyao looked at Wang Yanyan as well, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "Hello, Auntie."
"Hello, sweetie. You’re such a good girl. Auntie has some candy here, have some."
Wang Yanyan took some candy from her pocket and handed it to Yaoyao, making her smile brightly. Her eyes were full of excitement: "Thank you, Auntie! You're so nice!"
"Do all your sales consultants carry candy in their pockets?" Chu Tianhe asked.
"I made the suggestion, but it wasn't adopted," Wang Yanyan gave a faint smile. "Sometimes guests bring children when they look at houses. Keeping candy makes it easier to communicate with the little ones."
"That's a good habit," Chu Tianhe nodded and replied with a light smile.
However, the people present looked at Chu Tianhe as if he were an idiot, their eyes filled with contempt.
"A hillbilly, a pauper—what does he know?"
"Pfft, Wang Yanyan is a fool. She’s clearly wasting her time!"
"Why won't she listen to reason?"
"Always taking on these clients—no wonder she has no sales!"
On any other day, such blatant "client-poaching" would have led to a brawl between sales consultants. But this time, no one cared. Some even looked on with schadenfreude.
"Mr. Chu, which villa caught your eye? Let me introduce it to you!"
Despite the loud chatter from those around them—some of which was intentionally loud enough for Wang Yanyan to hear—she didn't care. She continued to serve Chu Tianhe patiently.
Her philosophy was always customer-first. As long as someone walked through the door of Huanan Mufu, they were a guest, regardless of status. One had to serve them wholeheartedly to build a reputation.
"Miss Wang, you heard them. I live in Fengshun Residential Area, the slums of Jiangzhou City. Perhaps I have no money to buy your houses at all. Even so, do you still want to recommend them to me?"
Chu Tianhe smiled, his gaze sweeping over the mocking consultants—lingering briefly on Liu Yulu—before returning to Wang Yanyan.
"Mr. Chu, serving the customer is our job!"
"Whether you buy or not, as a sales consultant for Huanan Mufu, I have an obligation to serve you. Even if you don't buy now, you are welcome to come and learn about our villas!"
As she spoke, Wang Yanyan sincerely led Chu Tianhe to the floor plan of the villa complex. "Mr. Chu, our project in Jiangzhou City has just started. There are forty villas in total, and six have been sold so far. You still have plenty of choices!"
Wang Yanyan picked up a laser pointer and clicked on a villa in the center. She smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, this villa has the best location. It's the core residential area of Huanan Mufu and the 'King of Villas.' Of course, the price will be higher than the others."
"To the left, these few villas—though not the 'King'—have excellent locations, and the prices are lower. These are our villas with the highest price-performance ratio!"
Wang Yanyan introduced them seriously, without any prejudice regarding Chu Tianhe's background. Her face remained sincere and gentle, and her soft voice felt like a spring breeze.
"Hmph!" Liu Yulu snorted upon seeing this. "What an idiot!"
"If all our sales staff were like her, we'd all be starving!"
Hearing Liu Yulu’s mockery, the other consultants nodded in agreement.
Although they were jealous of Liu Yulu, they had to admit her logic was correct. Not all customers were equal; if they wasted their time on customers like Chu Tianhe, their performance would naturally suffer.
"Six sold, that means thirty-four left, is that correct?"
Chu Tianhe asked with a faint smile.
"Yes, Mr. Chu!" Wang Yanyan smiled and explained, "You have plenty of room to choose!"
"Shall I take you to see them in person?"
"No need!" Chu Tianhe waved his hand. "I’ll take the remaining thirty-four!"
"Mr. Chu, did you... what did you say?" Hearing this, Wang Yanyan was stunned, instinctively thinking she had misheard.
"Hahahaha... he said he wants them all!"
"What a freak!"
"I seriously suspect this guy escaped from a mental institution!"
"Xiao Zhang, don't you have a friend at the hospital? Make a call and check if a patient named Chu Tianhe is missing!"
"Hahahaha, I’m dying, he wants them all?"
"Who do you think you are? The richest man in Jiangzhou? Even the richest man in Jiangzhou couldn't buy thirty-four villas in one go!"
The entire sales hall erupted in raucous laughter!!
No one believed Chu Tianhe could buy thirty-four villas at once. It was a laughable joke.
Wang Yanyan was also slightly stunned. In her heart, she also figured Chu Tianhe didn't have the money, but due to her professional ethics and sales philosophy, she had served him patiently.
"Mr. Chu, are you really not joking?"
"Thirty-four villas, the total assets are nearly three billion. Can you pay such a massive sum?"
"Even if you had that much money, there's no need to buy so many at once, is there?"
Wang Yanyan still wore a smile. Although everyone thought Chu Tianhe was just spouting nonsense to toy with her, she asked patiently, without the slightest hint of neglect.
"Keep the 'King of Villas' villa. Tear down all the others and build a playground for my daughter!"
Chu Tianhe’s expression was extremely serious. After saying this, he turned his gaze to Yue Linglong.
Yue Linglong understood immediately. She pulled a bank card from her pocket and handed it to Wang Yanyan. She did it slowly, intentionally making sure everyone present could see the card, and said, "Miss Wang, do you recognize this card?"
"This is an international UnionPay black card issued by the Swiss Shield International Bank. You can't even get one without a deposit of at least one hundred billion."
"Oh, and by the way, that’s one hundred billion in US dollars!"
*Whoosh!!*
As Yue Linglong’s words fell, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence!!
Everyone held their breath, their eyes wide, staring intensely at the black card in Wang Yanyan’s hand with expressions of sheer disbelief!!
Swiss Shield International Bank!
International UnionPay Black Card!
These two terms had completely stunned the sales consultants. As consultants for Huanan Mufu, they knew the weight of this card!
Only thirty-six such cards had been issued globally, held only by the world’s top tycoons. In all of Great Xia, there were only four!!
"Th-this... how is this possible?!"