150: Bargaining the price of the villa saved 5 million.

"What's not right? Alright, go wash up and sleep. Didn't you say you were sleepy a long time ago?" Lu Hanxiao said.

"No, you guys are hiding something from me." Pan Yuyao's eyes darted around.

"Landlord, you want to move to a villa, is it because you want to hire a few nannies or maids to come to the house?" Pan Yuyao asked at this moment.

"Why do you say that?" Lu Hanxiao felt a bit nervous at this moment and asked quickly.

"Sister Xiao, I'm asking the Landlord. Why are you so nervous?" Pan Yuyao said, "I say this because I just heard that this villa has many rooms. And now, Binjiang Mansion is already enough to live in."

"So, I guessed that moving to a villa with many rooms means leaving a few for nannies to live in." Pan Yuyao speculated.

"That's right, you actually guessed it correctly." Zhang Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"Then Landlord, is it because we don't do chores well, or don't cook well?" Pan Yuyao asked while pouting.

"Alright, go wash up and sleep. Why are you like a curious baby?" Lu Hanxiao placed her hands on her shoulders and pushed her towards the bathroom.

This little girl, if she kept asking, it wouldn't be good if she really found something out.

"Alright then." Pan Yuyao had no choice but to go wash up first.

Lu Hanxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yu looked at Di Xiaoba again at this moment: "You should go to sleep early too, you can't stay up late."

Her mental state was obviously worse than Lu Hanxiao's.

It can only be said that even such a low probability could be encountered.

It really is enough to go buy a lottery ticket.

However, since this matter is already in front of him, he must face it properly.

The villa he is preparing to buy now is also for the sake of future plans.

However. In his heart, Zhang Yu was still quite happy.

Most people would be flustered and panicked if they encountered this.

But he is different. With his current financial level, there is no need to worry about anything.

So what is there to worry about?

"Xiao Ba, you should rest early too." After Lu Hanxiao finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu saw the meaning in her eyes, so he said: "Then you guys go ahead, I'm going to the second floor."

"Landlord, are you still drinking soup?" Xiong Tingting, who had been busy, asked again at this moment.

"I won't drink anymore, you should go to sleep early too." This Xiong Tingting was truly so virtuous that he didn't know how to face her.

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he went upstairs to the second floor. He lay on the bed in a spread-eagle position.

Then he took out his phone and saw a message sent by the real estate agent, Ding Weiwei.

"Mr. Zhang, the villa owner has agreed to sell. I helped you negotiate the price down to 45 million. There's no way to lower it any further."

At the end, she also attached an emoji expressing embarrassment.

45 million? He raised an eyebrow; this was 5 million less than what Zhang Yu had expected.

It was listed at 53 million at the time, and his psychological price point was 50 million.

If the deal is closed at this price, it means another sum has been saved.

Ding Weiwei is truly worthy of being a real estate agent; she saved him such a large amount.

Originally, he felt it didn't matter, whether it was 50 million or 45 million. To him, there wasn't much difference.

However, spending 5 million less is naturally a good thing.

This made Zhang Yu feel that Ding Weiwei was not just a real estate agent. Instead, in her heart, she was truly thinking for him.

When she said earlier that she would help him bargain, it was not just empty talk, but something she took to heart.

"45 million, that's great. Thank you." Zhang Yu replied, "Since you cut so much off, I'll treat you to a meal after the transaction is completed."

"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. Selling this villa is what I should be thanking you for!"

She had never seen such a big deal before. Ding Weiwei's hands were trembling as she sent the message.

It seems both parties have no objections; once this villa deal is closed, it means hundreds of thousands in commission will be in her pocket.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have time tomorrow? I'll make an appointment for you to sign the transaction contract!"

Ding Weiwei was afraid of complications arising, and secondly, she also intended to treat Zhang Yu to a meal after the contract was signed to express her gratitude.