"Although I don't really understand Mr. Soldier's reasoning, I can tell that you really do like this place."
Han Bing quietly listened to Lu Xin, then fell silent for a while.
Then she smiled. "Then there's no need to choose anymore. Let's go with this place."
Lu Xin himself felt a little embarrassed and smiled. "Does the way I choose a house seem unprofessional?"
Han Bing smiled. "There's no such thing as professional or unprofessional when buying a house. Some people buy houses as assets, so they have to consider appreciation and price. Others do it for a certain lifestyle. The way Mr. Soldier chooses a house is clearly the latter."
"So I support Mr. Soldier's opinion."
As she spoke, she smiled again. "Besides, I carefully picked this one too. Its overall conditions are just as good."
Lu Xin finally relaxed completely and nodded with a smile.
Han Bing handled things with remarkable efficiency and precision, creating an interesting contrast with her delicate, gentle image as a girl.
Once Lu Xin made his decision, he immediately called the realtor over, arranged a time to sign the contract with him, and secured a free house-cleaning and repair service. He even got the realtor to agree to add a few swings and seesaws for free.
After arranging all that, he parted ways with the realtor, climbed onto Lu Xin's pink electric scooter, and followed him toward the city center.
"Do rich people all play like this nowadays?"
The realtor smiled broadly as he watched the little electric scooter disappear from sight, then sighed softly.
He glanced at the SUV he had bought by cutting back on food and forcing himself to go through with the purchase, and deeply felt the gap between himself and truly wealthy people.
"Luckily, you helped