Zhao Yan had always considered himself a decisive person, yet he hadn’t expected house-hunting to be such a headache. He felt conflicted about this particular property; it was a "chicken rib" situation—tasteless to keep, but a pity to discard—so he kept oscillating over whether or not to commit.
"How about it, sir? This house isn't bad at all, is it? It’s much better than the previous two, surely? I told you I wasn't lying to you this time. If you want it, you should seal the deal quickly, or someone else will snap it up," the agent urged from the side, making it impossible for Zhao Yan to think clearly.
"How much for this one?" Zhao Yan asked. He realized belatedly that he had been so focused on the environment and the condition of the property that he had nearly forgotten to ask about the most important thing: the price.
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