After selling luxury goods for so many years, Wang Manni had learned a thing or two about people's voices. She could tell how someone was feeling just by listening, then decide how best to talk to a customer.
So when she heard Zhong Xiaoqin's voice, she couldn't help frowning and asking, "Xiaoqin, you sound a little off. Is everything all right?"
Hearing Wang Manni's concern, Zhong Xiaoqin suddenly burst into tears.
Wang Manni panicked. "Xiaoqin, what's wrong? Don't cry. Where are you? I'll come right over!"
At that, Zhong Xiaoqin quickly wiped away her tears, then asked in confusion, "Are you back from your trip? Where are you now?"
Wang Manni had already flagged down a taxi. As she climbed in, she said anxiously, "I just got off the plane and was about to head back. Are you at work or at home?"
Zhong Xiaoqin gave her the address, then asked a little sheepishly, "You still haven't told me what you wanted to talk about."
Only then did Wang Manni remember why she'd called. She didn't hide it, and quickly explained, "Well, I want to buy an apartment in Junyue Mansion. Do you know of any cheaper ones for sale? If you do, let me know."
Zhong Xiaoqin could hardly believe her ears. Her listless mood immediately lifted, and she blurted out in surprise,
"Wait, you just went on a trip. Did you find a shipwreck or something?"
Wang Manni glanced at the driver, unsure what kind of person he was, so she answered vaguely, "I'll tell you when I get there. It's hard to explain over the phone."
Zhong Xiaoqin realized Wang Manni probably couldn't talk freely right then, but she was itching with curiosity and could no longer sit still. Still, she knew that sometimes it was best