Bragging

Ma Weiwei worked as a real estate salesperson at a company under the Longhua Group.

The Linjiang Immortal Villa Complex had been developed by the Longhua Group.

Villa complexes were different from ordinary residential communities.

Villas were several times larger than ordinary homes, sometimes even ten or twenty times larger.

That was why villas were so expensive.

Even the smallest villas cost tens of millions.

The larger ones cost several tens of millions.

As a result, villas rarely sold, since few customers could afford them.

But the sales commission on a villa was especially high. If you managed to sell one, the three-per-thousand commission could earn you tens of thousands, or even over a hundred thousand.

Ma Weiwei was in luck that day. She was showing a major client who wanted to buy a villa around, none other than President Zhang.

She had already taken President Zhang to see several villas, but he still hadn't decided which one to buy.

Just as they were about to look at the next villa, Ma Weiwei spotted Lin Fei, who was about to leave.

She was a little surprised to see him there, but she certainly didn't think he could afford one of the villas.

"President Zhang, please excuse him. My classmate isn't some promising young talent, and he doesn't come from a well-connected family. He's just a college graduate from the countryside."

Ma Weiwei and Lin Fei had completely fallen out, and she didn't bother to spare his feelings. Her words were full of contempt and disdain.

"He does interior design. He's just a construction worker. I'm guessing his company got the job to renovate this villa, so he came to check out the site."

Hearing that, President Zhang looked down on Lin Fei, too.

"Perfect. If I buy a villa, I'll need someone to design the renovations. Since he's your classmate, call him over."

Ma Weiwei hadn't wanted to deal with Lin Fei, but she was afraid of displeasing this major client, so she walked over.

"Lin Fei, President Zhang wants to see you."

"Which President Zhang?"

Lin Fei glanced at the middle-aged man. He didn't know him.

Ma Weiwei lowered her voice. "Listen, President Zhang is here to buy a villa. Even though we broke up, I'm introducing you because of our past."

"After he buys a villa, he'll need to renovate it. Don't you do interior design? If you land this job, you could earn a nice bonus."

Lin Fei shook his head with a laugh. In the past, he would have rushed over to fawn on President Zhang.

But he'd quit his job and no longer did interior design. He wasn't short of money, either, so there was no need to suck up to a nouveau riche client like this.

"Thanks, but I don't need it."

Ma Weiwei frowned, looking displeased.

"Lin Fei, what are you putting on airs for? Are you telling me you don't need money?"

"Oh, right. You've latched onto Wu Yuqing, the rich young lady. Her family developed the Linjiang Immortal Villa Complex. Did she give you the renovation job for this villa?"

Lin Fei knew Ma Weiwei had misunderstood, but he couldn't be bothered to explain.

When he didn't say anything, Ma Weiwei took it as confirmation, and her jealousy only grew.

She couldn't stand seeing Lin Fei doing better than her.

"Lin Fei, how did I never realize what a woman-pleaser you were?"

"You even managed to get close to a rich young lady like Wu Yuqing. Don't think that just because you can get into her BMW, you'll be able to get into her bed."

Lin Fei's expression turned cold. He'd had enough of Ma Weiwei's mockery.

"That's enough. I'll come meet President Zhang with you."

"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you!"

Ma Weiwei gave a smug snort, thinking she had Lin Fei under her thumb.

Lin Fei followed Ma Weiwei over to President Zhang, who was greeted by her ingratiating smile.

"President Zhang, I've brought him over."

President Zhang didn't even look Lin Fei in the eye. He checked his Rolex, then asked in a condescending tone, "How many years have you been doing interior design? How many luxury villas like this have you worked on?"

"I've only been working for a little over a year. I haven't done a villa renovation yet."

Ma Weiwei shot Lin Fei a glare, cursing him for being an idiot who couldn't even manage a little tact.

If he said that, President Zhang certainly wouldn't hire him.

Sure enough, President Zhang shook his head.

"Then I can't let you design the renovation for my villa. I was going to give you a chance, but you're not up to it!"

"President Zhang, let's keep looking at villas. There's another really nice one up ahead..."

Ma Weiwei tried to lead President Zhang away, but Lin Fei laughed.

"Heh. President Zhang, have you bought a villa yet?"

"Not yet. I'm still considering it. After all, this is a deal worth tens of millions, not a few thousand. A nobody like you at the bottom of society wouldn't understand that a villa isn't just a place to live—it's an investment."

"If you haven't bought one yet, why are you talking about giving me a chance? Aren't you just dangling a carrot?"

Lin Fei couldn't stand the way President Zhang put on airs, constantly acting like he belonged to the upper class and flaunting his superiority.

"It's only tens of millions, not hundreds of millions. Why do you need to shop around so much?"

"This isn't a vegetable market. What's there to consider? Or can you not afford it?"

President Zhang's expression darkened, and Ma Weiwei was even more furious.

If Lin Fei made President Zhang angry, she'd lose the sale.

"Shut up, Lin Fei! What gives you the right to say something like that?"

"What's President Zhang's status, and what's yours? He's buying a villa as an investment. Unlike you—you're about to get married, and you don't even have enough for a down payment."

President Zhang snorted angrily and glared at Lin Fei. "Kid, are you questioning my financial means? I make more in a minute than you earn in a year."

Lin Fei smiled faintly. "What a load of crap!"

"My base salary is 3,500 a month. Without bonuses, that's over 40,000 a year. If you really earn 40,000 a minute, that's 2.4 million an hour."

"There are 24 hours in a day, so you'd earn 57.6 million a day. That villa behind me is worth over 50 million."

"If you're really that rich, you could buy a villa every day. Why would you need to keep shopping around?"

President Zhang's face darkened even further as Lin Fei needled him.

"I just said that offhand. I only wanted to show you how big the gap between us is."

"I can afford a villa here. You couldn't afford one in your entire lifetime."

Ma Weiwei hurried to add, "President Zhang, don't bother arguing with someone like him. He's a classic case of envy and resentment toward the rich."

"Actually, he's my ex-boyfriend. He couldn't even come up with a 300,000-yuan bride price, so I broke up with him."

"Now whenever he sees a rich person, he looks at them like they're his enemy."

At her words, President Zhang seemed to regain his confidence and immediately puffed out his chest.

"Hahaha, I see."

"Weiwei, so you're still single. I'm single, too. It's only a 300,000-yuan bride price, after all."

"If you're willing to be with me, I'll give you 600,000. I'll buy another villa as our marital home, too. How does that sound?"