At nine the next morning, Wen Ning dialed the number on the note right on time.
The call was answered after three rings. A man's voice came from the other end, sounding groggy, as though he had just woken up.
"Hello? Who's this?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Liu? I'm with Wen Realty. My surname is Wen. You left your number at our office yesterday and said you wanted us to sell a property for you."
"Oh, yes, yes."
Hearing that, the man on the other end suddenly became wide awake.
"You're the place called Wen Realty, right? I saw your storefront. It's pretty small, but that's fine. I just wanted an agency to list the place."
Wen Ning said,
"No problem, Mr. Liu. First, let me get some details about the property. Which complex is it in? How big is it? What floor? Which way does it face?"
"Splendid Garden, Building Six, Entrance Three, second floor, the east-side unit. A little over sixty square meters, two bedrooms and a living room, with windows facing north and south for cross-ventilation."
Mr. Liu gave a detailed description, clearly having prepared beforehand.
"The decor is old, but it's been kept in pretty good condition. The windows and radiators were replaced just two years ago. It's perfectly fine to live in."
Wen Ning took notes as he listened, his fountain pen scratching across the paper. "And the price? Do you have a figure in mind?"
There were two or three seconds of silence before Mr. Liu spoke.
"I'd like to list it at four hundred and twenty thousand. I know the going rate around there. That's about right. I'm not looking to get extra out of it. Market price is fine."
Wen Ning quickly ran through the numbers. Around sixty square meters in an