CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 85 SELLING LUXURY HOMES LIKE SELLING CABBAGES

"You... you’re really the homeowner?" The agent looked at Lin Fan, his voice trembling.

He called the homeowner, but this delivery guy answered!

He could hardly believe it, too shocked.

How could the homeowner be a delivery guy?

Lin Fan smiled and said, "That’s right, I’m the homeowner."

The middle-aged man still refused to believe it, hissing, "That’s impossible, you were clearly lying earlier. How could you know who the homeowner is without knowing which house I was interested in?"

Miss Chen sweated and said, "You may not know, but I don’t need to know which one you’re interested in because this Building A, the entire building, belongs to Mr. Lin."

"What?"

"What?"

"Oh my God!"

The three were dumbfounded.

Lin Fan is the owner of the entire Tangchen Yipin building!

It’s truly shocking.

He’s just a delivery man!

The middle-aged man’s face turned pale: "How can this be, aren’t you a delivery man?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Indeed I am a delivery man. Who says delivery men can’t be rich?"

The middle-aged man was speechless.

No wonder this delivery man was unmoved by the offer of 100,000 bucks, he’s the owner of the entire Tangchen Yipin building, worth billions, perhaps even a billionaire!

Little Mi’s mouth also dropped open in shock.

He thought Lin Fan refused the 100,000 bucks because of integrity, but turns out Lin Fan simply didn’t care about it.

Looking back now, trying to shame Lin Fan with 100,000 bucks was truly embarrassing, a frog in a well, not knowing one’s limits!

As for the agent, he was so shocked he turned to stone.

As an agent, it’s not like he’s never seen a homeowner who owns a building, but this is Tangchen Yipin!

Owning a building elsewhere is not the same as owning one here!

So extravagant, really lavish, it’s the first time he’s seen such a wealthy homeowner like Lin Fan.

"So, billionaire, do you still want to buy this poor man’s house?" Lin Fan looked playfully at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man blushed, Lin Fan’s sarcastic tone made him feel ashamed.

So ironic, he previously humiliated Lin Fan as a poor man, only to find out now that in front of Lin Fan, he is the one who is poor!

Even though he has millions worth of assets, in front of Lin Fan, he’s still a poor guy!

"Haha, um... my apologies for offending you earlier, I didn’t recognize the mountain you are, please forgive my ignorance." The middle-aged man chuckled apologetically.

He really had to chuckle apologetically!

Owning an entire Tangchen Yipin building, such a godly wealthy person, is certainly not someone he can afford to offend.

He continued, "I really like the place on the 10th floor; if Mr. Lin wants to sell, please sell it to me. Name your price."

His tone was very polite, completely different from his earlier domineering attitude.

Lin Fan said, "I originally didn’t intend to sell this building, I planned to collect rent as a landlord, but if you like it, I don’t mind selling."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed; he never expected Lin Fan to be so accommodating, not holding a grudge despite his earlier offense, even originally intending to rent it out, yet still willing to sell to him!

The middle-aged man praised, "Mr. Lin is so gracious, it makes me feel very ashamed, thank you so much."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Don’t rush to thank me, I haven’t finished speaking. I originally didn’t plan to sell, now I can sell, but I have a condition."

The middle-aged man quickly asked, "What condition?"

"Minimum sale of ten units!" Lin Fan said calmly.

What?

Everyone was stunned.

Damn!

He actually requires a minimum purchase of ten units!

That’d be at least 1 billion bucks!

The middle-aged man’s face turned green; Lin Fan set such a high threshold, clearly teasing him.

"Mr. Lin, I just need to buy one unit, can you sell just one to me?" the middle-aged man chuckled awkwardly.

Lin Fan glanced at him, "Do you ’just need’ one unit, or ’can only afford’ one unit? There’s a big difference."

The middle-aged man awkwardly said, "Haha, what difference does it make?"

Lin Fan leisurely said, "If it’s the former, I’ll give you a 10% discount, which is 900 million bucks, for ten units. If it’s the latter, it’s a different matter."

The middle-aged man wiped his cold sweat; damn, this guy treats buying luxury homes like selling cabbages, how much money does he have?

The problem is, he can’t come up with 900 million, even if he could, what would he do with ten units?

Not everyone can be as extravagant as Lin Fan, buying an entire Tangchen Yipin to rent out.

The middle-aged man’s face reddened and said, "Honestly, I... can only afford one unit."

Lin Fan said, "Oh, so you’re a poor guy who can only afford one unit, then sorry, not selling!"

The middle-aged man blushed again; damn, he, a billionaire, is being called a poor guy, yet he had no way to refute.

In front of Lin Fan, he truly is a poor man, too poor to lift his head.

Seeing the awkward situation, the agent quickly said, "Haha, well, since Mr. Lin wants to sell ten units minimum, that’s unfortunate, President Zhang, how about I show you elsewhere?"

The middle-aged man was fretting for an escape, quickly nodded.

"Mr. Lin, I’ll take my leave." The middle-aged man said politely, about to leave.

"Wait a second."

Lin Fan suddenly said.

The middle-aged man gleefully said, "Mr. Lin, did you change your mind, willing to sell the unit to me?"

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "No, I just feel a bit thirsty, could you do me a favor and get me a drink over there?"

Using his method against him!

This middle-aged man was so arrogant earlier, Lin Fan wouldn’t let him off so easily.

The middle-aged man’s smile stiffened, feeling extremely awkward: "Well..."

This was a blatant insult from Lin Fan; he’s a billionaire, how could he run errands for someone, especially in front of so many people, where’s his dignity?

But if he didn’t go, who knows how Lin Fan might retaliate!

Lin Fan was clearly exacting revenge for his earlier offense; if he didn’t let Lin Fan vent this anger, Lin Fan certainly wouldn’t let it go.

He didn’t want to be at odds with a billionaire!

"Haha, what kind of drink would Mr. Lin like?" the middle-aged man chuckled awkwardly.

"Mineral water will do." Lin Fan said.

The middle-aged man said, "Okay, Mr. Lin, please wait a moment."

He obediently went to the convenience store to buy water.

The remaining people didn’t dare speak, even the middle-aged man yielded; they dared not say anything.

"Miss, what’s your name?" Lin Fan suddenly looked at Little Mi, smiling.

Little Mi quickly said, "I am Duan Xiaowei."

Lin Fan said, "You’re young and beautiful, why are you with an old man? If it’s for money, there are plenty of rich young handsome guys!"

Little Mi: "..."

She’s with the middle-aged man, of course, for the money.

But Lin Fan saying it like that was a bit strange, was he implying something?

Little Mi’s heart started racing.

Lin Fan didn’t say anything else.

Soon, the middle-aged man returned with a bottle of mineral water, respectfully handing it to Lin Fan: "Mr. Lin, your water."

Lin Fan said, "Thank you, you may leave."

As he spoke, he fished two coins from his pocket and placed them in the middle-aged man’s hand.

The middle-aged man: "..."

Damn, treating me like a beggar!

The middle-aged man felt frustrated, then took his leave, accompanying Little Mi and following the agent out; he regretted it so much, had he known, he wouldn’t have provoked Lin Fan, resulting in a huge embarrassment.

Afterward, the middle-aged man found a unit in another building and bought it.

After buying the unit, the middle-aged man drove away in his 3 million Bentley, with Little Mi by his side.

"Little Wei, what’s wrong? You bought a house, aren’t you happy? Why do you seem preoccupied?" the middle-aged man frowned.

He didn’t know, Little Mi couldn’t stop thinking about what Lin Fan said to her.

"Let’s break up!" Little Mi suddenly said.

The middle-aged man’s expression changed: "What?"

He just spent 100 million to buy a luxury home, and Little Mi wanted to break up with him? What the heck is going on?