House Hunting, What a Ball!

Li Xian had already prepared himself to be treated like a "big shot," but unfortunately, no one was around to cater to him.

Looking around the entire sales office, everyone was a "big shot." People kept streaming past him through the entrance. Even with Li Xian's 200-pound frame, he felt utterly insignificant in comparison.

"Excuse me... let me through."

A voice came from behind—a young couple. The woman's belly was slightly rounded, a few months pregnant, and the man was doting on her attentively.

Li Xian quickly stepped aside. Blocking the doorway wasn't doing anyone any good, so he ambled over toward the sand table display area.

The sales office was split into two floors, decorated in a minimalist European style. The first floor's main hall was a massive display area, featuring model sand tables, new material exhibits, boards, and pictures.

To the right of the display area were the reception center (front desk) and negotiation zone; to the left were the lounge, children's play area, and an LED screening wall. The second floor held the model rooms, and quite a few customers were already heading upstairs with sales staff.

Li Xian reached the sand table area, which was packed to the brim with barely any space left. Some house-hunters were quietly discussing among themselves, while others listened to salespeople explaining the community's overall layout and the highlights of their flagship properties.

Basically, one sales consultant handled several groups or families. It made sense that Li Xian wasn't getting much attention here—when there were too many "big shots," they stopped being special.

He'd just picked the wrong day. It was Sunday, so naturally, a lot of people came to look at houses—locals and out-of-towners alike.

Li Xian wasn't one to enjoy crowds. Seeing so many people clustered around the sand table, he was already having second thoughts.

With his build, he wasn't afraid of jostling with others, but bumping into something delicate would be a problem.

Li Xian rubbed his handsome, chubby face and backed out of the sand table area.

What he didn't know was that someone in the lounge nearby had been watching him the whole time.

From the moment he walked in, all the way to the display area, a pair of eyes had been tracking his movements. The only reason they hadn't approached him was that they were too swamped to break away.

The owner of those eyes was named Dong Linlin, the sales supervisor here. Her main duty was assisting the manager with daily operations and management.

In other words, it was her responsibility to assign property consultants to clients. The fact that Li Xian hadn't been attended to counted as her oversight.

What were these people thinking? A customer walks in, and no one greets him?

Even if they were busy, they couldn't let a customer feel neglected.

She'd have to emphasize service attitude at the next meeting.

Seeing Li Xian about to leave, Dong Linlin didn't have time to overthink. She quickened her pace toward the entrance.

"Sir, hello. Is there anything I can help you with?" Just as Li Xian was about to step out the door, Dong Linlin caught up, a bright smile on her face.

Hearing her voice, Li Xian stopped and turned around, a bit surprised. He'd been ready to leave, but now someone was trying to keep him.

He gave Dong Linlin a once-over and said, "I was planning to buy a place, but since you're all so busy, I'll come back tomorrow."

Dong Linlin was only 27, with skin that was exceptionally well-maintained—fair with a rosy glow. She looked to be over 170 cm tall, her long legs wrapped in black stockings, exuding sexiness.

Her features were refined, her demeanor elegant, and her peach-blossom eyes were captivating. She wore a tight-fitting business suit—a white blouse with a blazer on top and a pencil skirt below—perfectly accentuating her curves.

All things considered, she scored over 80 on looks. If she hadn't been this attractive, Li Xian wouldn't have bothered to respond.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry... It was our oversight. We neglected you." Dong Linlin gave a slight bow to apologize. She didn't mind his somewhat invasive gaze—after years on the job, she was used to it.

She'd dealt with customers far more forward than Li Xian and knew exactly how to handle them.

"Sir, I'm the supervisor here. May I ask your surname?"

"It's Li." Li Xian glanced at the name badge on her chest.

"Mr. Li, do you have a particular floor plan in mind? Our two main models are both north-south through-type with five bright rooms—great for both views and ventilation." Dong Linlin pulled a brochure from a display rack by the door and handed it to Li Xian.

"Oh, take me to see the model rooms first." Li Xian took the brochure. He'd already looked at the floor plans and the sand table; the model rooms were all that was left.

"No problem, Mr. Li. I'll find a staff member to assist you personally." As she spoke, Dong Linlin waved over an employee who had just seen off a batch of customers. "Xiao Qin, come here for a moment... Mr. Li, Xiao Qin is one of our best employees..."

"Are you free?" Li Xian cut her off before she could finish.

He glanced sidelong at the Xiao Qin she'd mentioned—a decent-looking girl, but clearly greener than the Dong Linlin in front of him.

Bro here wanted to check out the houses while enjoying the scenery, not take a crash course in flying.

Sigh, these girls these days—underdeveloped and still don't bother padding up before going out.

Li Xian grumbled inwardly, then turned his gaze back to Dong Linlin, waiting for her answer.

"Ah... well..." Dong Linlin hesitated.

As the supervisor, she wasn't supposed to leave the main hall easily, but the customer's insistence put her in a bind.

"If it's inconvenient, I'll come back tomorrow."

"No, no, it's fine. I can take you to see the rooms, but I need to brief my colleagues on the work first." Dong Linlin thought it over and replied.

"Mm." Li Xian gestured for her to go ahead, signaling he wasn't in a hurry. He was finally starting to feel a bit like a "big shot."

Dong Linlin quickly pulled Xiao Qin aside, then called over a few other employees, whispering instructions.

"Everyone, pay attention—especially at the door. When a customer walks in, serve them immediately. I don't want to see anyone neglected again. And if anything unexpected happens, don't panic or rush. Come find me, or go to the reception center for Brother Zhao. Keep your enthusiasm up. With this many people today, if you're lucky, you'll close a few deals."

"Sister Linlin, don't worry. I'll keep an eye on things for you. No slip-ups." Xiao Qin spoke for the others, then added more subtly, "Sister Linlin... I don't think that Mr. Li really looks like he's serious about buying a house. You don't have to put so much effort into him."

"Shut up. How many times have I told you? You can't look down on anyone. That's a major taboo." Dong Linlin shot her a glare. "That Mr. Li might seem ordinary, but it's exactly these ordinary people who close the most deals. Remember this: treat every customer seriously, no matter who they are."

She'd climbed up from the bottom, spending years as a property consultant herself. She knew the importance of every customer and never neglected anyone based on superficial reasons.

Sometimes, even a slight oversight could cost you a sale—lessons learned through blood and tears.

After finishing her instructions, Dong Linlin led Li Xian toward the model rooms on the second floor. Xiao Qin watched them walk away, wrinkled her nose, and muttered, "I just don't think that fatty is reliable. He's clearly just after her looks..."

"Hehehe..." A girl next to her laughed. "Qin Shuang, I think you're just bitter because that customer brushed you off."