C17 You Don't Understand

Her husband glanced over with curiosity and immediately inhaled sharply, "My goodness! A Ferrari LaFerrari? That's a supercar with just over 400 units sold worldwide. Do we have such tycoons in Linhai City?"

Hearing this, the young mother felt a fresh wave of astonishment. 20 million was a figure beyond her wildest dreams.

"Honey, you're not kidding, right?"

Her husband let out a sigh, "Not at all. That young man is likely the scion of some wealthy family."

The young mother stared at the man in the Ferrari, sipping a blue beverage, her face a picture of amazement.

It seemed she was the one truly lacking ambition.

Just then, her child piped up, "Mom, I want to collect trash and drive a sports car too!"

Liu Fann overheard the kid's declaration and couldn't help but smile.

Without turning back, Liu Fann waited for the green light before speeding off, leaving a trail of envy among the other drivers.

Half an hour later, Liu Fann pulled up at Jiahe Real Estate. The seasoned attendant at the parking lot recognized the car's value and personally directed Liu Fann to a spot, much to Liu Fann's surprise.

After all, one must act according to their role, no matter what it is. Even parking lot attendants should have a keen eye!

Dressed in his security uniform, the attendant did a double-take when a modestly dressed young man emerged from the car, immediately pegging Liu Fann as a rich second-generation heir.

But what was with the woven bag slung over Liu Fann's shoulder?

"Thanks a lot, sir!"

Liu Fann nodded his gratitude to the old man, who found Liu Fann's demeanor quite peculiar, realizing this young man was not like the typical affluent heirs he'd encountered.

Upon arriving at the company, Liu Fann was greeted by a woman dressed in a sharp business suit, waiting for him.

"Mr. Liu, welcome!"

Hee Xiaojie approached with a greeting, though her demeanor seemed slightly off.

Liu Fann nodded and inquired, "Ms. Hee, could you clarify what you meant on the phone?"

"I'm truly sorry, Mr. Liu. The house you were interested in was listed at five million, and we were set to finalize the paperwork the day after tomorrow. However, another buyer has shown interest and has put in an offer of six million. Manager Wu has informed me that the house is essentially spoken for. As a newcomer and just an intern, there's little I can do. I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused, especially with your wedding plans..."

Hee Xiaojie's eyes brimmed with tears. This was her first client interaction, and the stakes were high—a transaction involving five million yuan.

She felt a deep sense of regret for letting down Liu Fann, having failed to keep her commitment to the client.

Liu Fann pondered for a moment before speaking calmly, "So, the other party simply made a higher offer. Are they still here?"

Hee Xiaojie had braced herself for disappointment or a harsh reprimand from Liu Fann. Taken aback by his question, she replied, "Uh, yes, they're in Manager Wu's office right now..."

"Take me to them," Liu Fann requested, his tone icy.

Hee Xiaojie blinked, uncertain of Liu Fann's intentions, but complied, "Of course, please come with me."

As Liu Fann trailed Hee Xiaojie, his eyes couldn't help but admire her impeccable figure, causing his heart to race. He quickly averted his gaze.

"Mr. Liu, up ahead is Manager Wu. The middle-aged woman beside him is Wang Baifeng, the one interested in the house," Hee Xiaojie paused, pointing towards the VIP reception area in the distance.

Liu Fann saw them and responded, "Good, let's go over."

With a note of caution in her voice, Hee Xiaojie said, "Mr. Liu, I know it might not be my place to say this, but I feel compelled to warn you—Ms. Wang Baifeng is not someone to be underestimated. Perhaps you might consider some of the other properties? We have several other excellent options in the same price range."

Liu Fann simply shook his head, "No, you don't understand."