"I don't want to haggle. For tens of thousands, it's going back and forth. Here's a one-time offer, 23 million. If you want to buy it, we can sign the contract today!"
Auntie Wang reported a figure.
Lin Baici looked calm, and Feng Ting, having been with Lin Baici and seen some luxury homes, knew Lin Baici's net worth, so she was unfazed. But Jiang Yitong was about to lose it.
She knew this house must be expensive, but never expected it to be this outrageously priced.
Thinking about it, even after graduating and doing well, with a monthly salary over ten thousand, if she saved 150,000 a year without spending a dime, this house would take 153 years to pay off — she'd be buried by then.
Or if calculating with an annual salary of a million, someone earning that would be outstanding, but this house would still require them to scrape by for 23 years without spending.
"Auntie Wang, your markup is somewhat excessive!"
Lin Baici chuckled.
