"Xuanxuan, I have good news—"
"Lu Chen, let's break up."
"…"
Lu Chen's face, once full of joy, froze instantly. The sudden breakup caught him completely off guard.
"W–Why?"
After a brief silence, he finally said something, his earlier happiness completely gone.
"We don't have a future. Let's break up."
A cold voice came from the phone.
"You—"
"No need to say anything. I've already made up my mind. I've taken all my things. Don't contact me again."
With that, the call was hung up directly.
Lu Chen clenched his left fist, his eyes turning red, and he hurriedly dialed again.
"The number you have dialed is powered off, please try again later…"
"Fang Zixuan, why?!"
Grabbing his hair with one hand, Lu Chen let out a low, pained roar.
Fang Zixuan had been his girlfriend for more than two years during university. They graduated together and entered society. After another year, everything changed.
The temptations of the outside world slowly corroded their once pure campus love until it became what it was now.
Lu Chen was born in a remote county in the Xia Kingdom of Blue Star. With his excellent grades, he was admitted to Jiangdu's top university—Beichen University.
For him, it was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. His entire village celebrated for their "prestigious university student."
But after graduation, reality taught him a cruel lesson.
No matter how smart or handsome you were, without background connections, you wouldn't necessarily get a good job in a big city like this.
After drifting around, he finally ended up working at a real estate company—Hongfeng Real Estate—as a housing sales agent.
Although the company was one of the leading ones in the area, it didn't change much about his income as a low-level employee.
…
Hongyang Community, where Lu Chen rented his small apartment.
At the entrance—
"Xuanxuan, you really broke up with Lu Chen?"
A lively-eyed girl asked. This was Fang Zixuan's close friend, Yao Anqi—also Lu Chen's former classmate.
Dragging two suitcases, Zixuan nodded coldly while walking.
"He's always treated you well. He spends all his monthly salary on you."
"That little bit of salary? What can it do? Not even enough to buy me a bag. What I want, he can't give."
"But—"
"Beep beep~"
"Baby, over here!"
Two horn honks interrupted Yao Anqi.
They looked up to see a red Ferrari parked on the roadside. Inside, a fashionable-looking man was waving at Zixuan with a smile.
"I'm coming!"
A blooming smile instantly replaced her cold expression.
"Anqi, I'll go first. Contact me if you need anything."
Without waiting for a reply, she dragged her suitcases over and got in the car.
With a loud roar, the Ferrari disappeared from Anqi's sight.
"Sigh…"
Yao Anqi shook her head, her eyes carrying helplessness… and a trace of pity.
…
In front of Hongfeng Real Estate's "Spring Autumn Moon Reflection" sales office.
"Bad news, Lu Chen! Go take a look, Fatty Liu is signing your client right now!"
"What?!"
Lu Chen's red eyes widened again. He rushed toward the sales office.
He had spent nearly a week securing that villa client, who agreed to come sign today.
He originally called Fang Zixuan to share this great news with her.
A villa in Spring Autumn Moon Reflection was worth over three million.
If the deal went through, the commission plus bonuses would give him more than sixty thousand—almost a year of his base salary.
Who knew the good news hadn't been said yet, and he got dumped instead.
And now, the deal was being stolen.
"Liu Dayong! That client is mine! Who gave you the right to sign them?!"
Lu Chen stormed into the signing room and roared at a greasy, overweight middle-aged man.
"Lu Chen, mind your attitude. I'm your leader."
"Leader? Is this what a leader does? I followed this client for over a week, showed them the sample villa no less than five times. I'm the one who invited them to sign today!
What exactly did you do? Why should YOU sign?!"
"Why? Because I can give them an extra two percent discount.
Or go ahead—ask Mr. Zhang and his wife. Do they want to sign with you or with me?"
Liu Dayong smirked, completely unfazed by Lu Chen's anger.
Lu Chen turned to look at the Zhangs, the clients he had worked so hard to maintain.
Mr. Zhang looked a bit guilty, but his wife spoke confidently:
"Xiao Lu, our money doesn't grow on trees. If he can give us two percent off, why didn't you apply for it before? That's not very honest of you."
"I…"
Lu Chen felt his head buzzing.
As a salesperson, he had already given the Zhangs every discount he could.
The extra two percent was controlled by the site manager—Liu Dayong—and required approval.
In fact, Lu Chen HAD applied before, but Liu rejected it.
"Liu Dayong, I applied for those two percent before! You rejected it! So you planned to steal my deal from the beginning?!"
"When did you apply? Why don't I know anything about it?"
Liu said pretentiously, then turned to the Zhangs:
"Salespeople these days… they want a higher commission, so they always push for the highest possible closing price.
It's our poor management that let you witness this. I apologize."
Hearing that, Mr. Zhang—who had looked guilty before—suddenly frowned, his expression turning cold toward Lu Chen.
"You…"
Lu Chen was so furious he didn't know what to say.
"Lu Chen's done for. Fatty Liu is a real piece of work."
"Totally. He stole two of my deals too."
"What can you do? He has connections above. Last time someone tried reporting him—they got fired, and he stayed."
"Exactly. Looks like Lu Chen's finished too."
Colleagues gossiping at the door looked at him with sympathy.
But the expected explosion from Lu Chen never came.
Instead, he took a deep breath, looked calmly at the Zhangs, and pulled out his phone, playing a recording.
"Manager Liu, I have some clients very interested in villa C08, but they're asking for more discount. Do you think the extra two percent in your hand can be released?
This way they can come sign tomorrow."
"Oh? Show me their information…
Well, what a pity, Xiao Lu. This unit isn't included in our group-purchase discount.
You've already given them the lowest price…"
The signing room went dead silent except for the recording.
The Zhangs frowned deeply, displeased but remaining quiet.
Liu Dayong's face went from pale to red, from mocking to stiff, then to furious.
"LU CHEN!!!"