In response, Zhang Cheng was evidently somewhat helpless and powerless.
He gave a bitter smile, "Do you want this house? If you do, I'll give you a fifty percent discount."
Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, "Fifty percent?"
"Yeah."
Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and opted for honesty, "Even if the house is transferred to you, they won't move out, and you won't be able to do anything about it."
Wen Ran clicked her tongue; she didn't think so.
Every cat has its own path, and every mouse has its own way. Just because Zhang Cheng couldn't handle it doesn't mean Wen Ran couldn't do it. Furthermore...
She curiously asked, "What's the situation with this house?"
"This house was previously taken away and has only recently been returned to us."
As he was about to leave, Zhang Cheng revealed the whole past without any psychological burden, "When the house was in the hands of the Street Office, they arranged for some people to rent and live there.
