Do You Not Want My VX?

"I did not! Didn't you see that fatty's eyes? They were squinted into slits, so pervy." Qin Shuang said indignantly.

"I think he's fine, chubby and kind of cute. Didn't you notice the flesh on his face? So white and tender, I wanted to pinch it, must feel great."

"Ugh... I don't like streaky pork. Zhang Wen, what kind of taste do you have!" Qin Shuang made a disgusted face. She just didn't like fat guys, or maybe deep down she was pissed that Li Xian had ignored her earlier.

"Tsk, to each their own. You don't like it, but that doesn't mean others don't. I think chubby guys give a sense of security, and besides, that Mr. Li isn't bad-looking. He's a dark horse." Zhang Wen shot back, as if deliberately contradicting her.

"Dark horse? Security?" Qin Shuang sneered dismissively. "No money, and all that potential is useless. No house, where's the security?"

"Heh, how do you know Mr. Li can't afford a house? Sister Linlin just said it too—a lot of capable people are very ordinary."

"You actually buy that? Watched too much TV? Zhang Wen, I don't believe you have zero judgment. That fatty just now—nothing he wore cost over two hundred bucks. Do you think someone like that can afford a ten-million house?"

"Why not! Maybe Mr. Li just likes to keep a low profile?"

"Low profile? Ha~~~ I think you need to see an eye doctor, you might be going blind."

"Qin Shuang, why don't you keep arguing with me? I think you're not so sure yourself. That Mr. Li does look plain, but he didn't flinch at all in front of Sister Linlin. I think he's far from simple."

"Tsk, that fatty's just bewitched, blinded by lust..."

"No, that's called confidence. Look at any male colleague—can any of them hold their head up in front of Sister Linlin? They're all crushed by her presence. Even Manager Zhao gives her some leeway, but look at that Mr. Li..."

"Alright, I don't want to argue with you anymore." Qin Shuang frowned, staring straight at Zhang Wen. "Zhang Wen, you're acting really weird today, like you're deliberately picking a fight. Is it because I stole that deal from you last week and you still haven't let it go? Don't be so petty, it was just a 280-square-meter house..."

"You..." Zhang Wen's expression shifted, anger flashing across her face. "Since you brought up last week, let's talk about it. I'd been working Mr. Niu for days, and we were about to close. I had something come up that day and asked you to cover for me. I trusted you as a friend, but what did you do? Did you deserve that trust!"

A week's worth of pent-up rage exploded. Zhang Wen panted heavily, her cheeks flushed red.

She and Qin Shuang had joined the company together, trained together, and quickly became close friends. She thought she'd found a reliable sister, but when it mattered most, that sister stabbed her in the back.

She'd wanted to just let it slide, but the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Especially since Qin Shuang not only showed no remorse for stealing her deal but went around bragging about it.

It was like slowly grinding her heart with a knife.

Today, Zhang Wen couldn't hold it in anymore. She was going to stand her ground, even if it meant losing her job, she'd hash it out.

Qin Shuang didn't think she was wrong, still wearing that indifferent look. "Zhang Wen, get this straight. Even if I took your client, it's within the rules. Mr. Niu looked at houses with you for days—why didn't he buy? Have you thought about it? It's because he never wanted to buy from you! Don't be naive, Zhang Wen. Mr. Niu looked at houses with me for one day and signed. That's because of my effort, nothing to do with you."

"You... don't think I don't know what dirty tricks you used!" Zhang Wen gritted her teeth, knowing full well what shady things she'd done.

"If you've got the skills, use them too! You know what Mr. Niu said about you? He said you're an idiot, with a pair of tits but no brains, hahaha..." Qin Shuang sneered. "During training, the teacher said it too. In this line of work, we rely on our own abilities. We're colleagues but also competitors. You don't use your head, so why should I be like you? Ha~~ I didn't let Mr. Niu slip away as a client, that's already more than enough for you. If you get clients like that in the future, feel free to have me cover for you, so you don't piss them off and get scolded by Sister Linlin."

"I never thought you could be this shameless."

"Shameless? Can you eat it? That's so childish of you to say."

The two went back and forth behind the ad display rack for a good ten minutes, their worldviews clashing fiercely, nearly coming to blows.

If Li Xian were here, he'd probably yell: "What's all the yapping for? Just throw a punch and be done with it."

Good thing he wasn't, or it'd be a real circus, with a whole room full of "old-timers" crowding around to watch.

Just then, a male salesperson rushed over. "Qin Shuang, Zhang Wen, what are you two doing? Go prepare two contracts, Sister Lin needs them ASAP."

"Huh?"

Both women looked at the male salesperson and asked in unison, "Who's signing a contract?"

In the VIP client meeting room.

Li Xian sat on the sofa, staring irritably at the system task panel in front of him.

He'd been in the showroom, watching the... ahem, checking out the house just fine, when suddenly a task popped up.

[Random Task: I Think You Want to Ask Me Out — Claimed.]

[I Think You Want to Ask Me Out: To ask or not to ask, it's up to the host. Show your charm and dazzle this 80-point beauty. (1) She proactively asks for your WeChat, time limit 10 minutes, countdown 8:31. (2) She proactively invites you to dinner, time limit 48 hours, countdown 47:58:31. (0/2)]

Damn it, system, you're trying to pin this on me again, huh?

I was just civilly appreciating the view, with not a single impure thought.

What's this task supposed to mean? Making me look desperate!

Li Xian was speechless at this rogue system. He'd just stood a little close to Dong Linlin, accidentally brushed against her perky butt, and his heart gave a little "thump"—and the task popped up.

Was it a flutter? Hell no...

With all that chest meat, what heartbeat could he feel?

The system was such a troll.

[Countdown: (1) She proactively asks for your WeChat, countdown 6:09.]

Dong Linlin walked in with a beaming smile, holding the contracts, followed by her two subordinates, Qin Shuang and Zhang Wen.

The two women looked completely different. Zhang Wen was excited, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Li Xian. Qin Shuang wore a forced smile, her gaze at Li Xian full of complexity.

From their earlier clash, Zhang Wen had clearly won. Li Xian was indeed a hidden nouveau riche, and an impatient one at that.

But no one expected the deal to close so fast—in less than twenty minutes, breaking the fastest closing record.

Not only that, but it was two units at once. That was overkill, leaving no room for anyone else to break that record.

Dong Linlin sat across from Li Xian, spreading the contracts flat on the table. "Mr. Li, let me confirm with you. You're sure you want both units A and B on the 31st floor of Building 16, right?"

Li Xian's attention wasn't on the contract at all—it was on Dong Linlin. He said seriously, "Don't you want my VX?"

"Huh?" Dong Linlin was stunned.

Li Xian quickly pulled out his phone, opened his QR code, and said, "If you want to add me, hurry up. I'm in a rush."

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