2.8 million.
As that figure landed, Wang Keqin's and Zhao Xiuqin's hearts sank with it.
A discount of 220,000 sounded staggering, but the price still exceeded their budget.
Xiao Liu leaned close to Wang Xiaoliang's ear, his voice as quiet as a mosquito's hum, his tone full of excitement and disbelief. "Mr. Wang! My goodness! This price is already below the lowest price in our first phase! And you picked the best floor and layout! Are you really related to the chairman? Oh my goodness, you should have said so earlier! I haven't neglected you, have I?"
"No, not at all. You've been very professional."
Xiao Liu picked up a calculator, his fingers flying over the keys in a rapid clatter.
"A thirty-percent down payment comes to 840,000. The mortgage would be 1.96 million." Xiao Liu rattled off the figures, then looked up at them. "Over thirty years, the monthly payment would be a little over 10,900. The exact amount depends on the bank's final approval."
Over ten thousand a month.
Wang Keqin's brow, which had only just relaxed, knotted again. He looked at his son, his eyes full of worry. "Xiaoliang, wouldn't that be... a lot of pressure?"
Wang Xiaoliang quickly did the math. With his current income, that monthly payment posed no problem at all. He was just about to say, "No problem," when Wei Zijin, beside him, spoke first, her warm hand closing around his.
She met his parents' worried gazes, her voice quiet but firm.
"We'll be paying it back together."
Those few simple words were like a dose of reassurance, settling Wang Keqin's and Zhao Xiuqin's doubts.
Zhao Xiuqin clasped Wei Zijin's hand and stroked it with her other hand, at a loss for words.
What else was there to say!
Wang Keqin took out