45: Chapter 45 Selling a House

"Mhm."

Yang Fan looked at the beauty before him and sighed inwardly. These real estate moguls clearly had ulterior motives; the turnover rate for these saleswomen must be incredibly high.

After selling one or two units, they probably disappear, likely having been "kept" by some wealthy boss.

"Sir, do you have any specific requirements for the house? If this one isn't suitable, I can take you to see other locations."

Xiao Zhu knew from the car Yang Fan drove and his license plate that he was someone who didn't lack money.

If she put in enough effort, she could definitely close this deal.

Plus, he was a very handsome young man.

"It doesn't matter, let's go in and take a look."

This place was quite nice; you could drive the car right up to the entrance.

"Alright."

Xiao Zhu led the way in front.

There were four Roman columns in front of the door, which looked quite good.

The entrance foyer was also very grand, with a ceiling height of about seven or eight meters. The overall decor was primarily white, looking very bright and elegant.

Xiao Zhu explained the features as she led the way.

The house had a very strong sense of space, and the living room and bedrooms all had excellent natural lighting.

It featured an audio-visual room, a music room, a chess and card room, a billiards room, an indoor pool, and even an indoor golf practice range!

Yang Fan listened from behind, thinking that if this house didn't have three to five servants, one probably wouldn't even know how to live in it properly.

"How big is this place?"

"Our entire villa sits on 6.5 mu of land, and the floor area is over 1,500 square meters."

"The current price is two 'small targets'."

"Do you like it?"

Yang Fan was fine with it himself, but he figured Li Anlan would probably like it a lot; she wasn't used to living in high-rise buildings.

Moreover, with the house being so large, he could have Emperor Taizong of Tang send over two or three palace maids. That way, they could clean the house and look after Li Anlan's daily needs, and he could enjoy the luxury along with her!

The land area was indeed quite large and had everything one could need. Being in a place like Shanghai, it was much better than places like Tomson Riviera.

Xiao Zhu saw that Yang Fan had fallen silent and thought he was dissatisfied.

"Should we try another villa?"

"Or perhaps you would like to test the bed's performance?"

Yang Fan was a bit dazed when he heard her voice. Test the performance?

"How do we test it?"

...

"Go get the contract. I'll close the deal with you today."

Yang Fan could be said to have finally experienced the joys of the wealthy.

"Alright! Can I add you on WeChat? I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free!"

Xiao Zhu took the initiative to pull out her phone to add Yang Fan. Who wouldn't want to know such a tycoon? Young, handsome, 185 cm tall, and even more athletic than a sports student.

Yang Fan nodded. This single deal had earned her quite a bit, likely several million at the very least.

After all, the housing market wasn't as prosperous as before, and prices were dropping repeatedly. Salespeople like them had become consumables used to sell houses, so their commissions must be quite substantial.

"Tell me your name. I don't know it yet."

"Zhu Qingxin."

"Mhm, it's a very nice name."

The contract signing went smoothly, and the property deed would be ready in a couple of days.

[China Construction Bank: Expenditure of 200 million. Balance: 4.398 billion.]

"Then, Brother Fan, I'll be going now. You can contact me whenever you're free."

Zhu Qingxin had also received a call from her company saying the money had arrived. She wanted to go collect her commission first to ensure it was safely in her pocket.

As for Yang Fan, she would definitely contact him frequently in the future. After all, who wouldn't like such a young tycoon?

Plus, he was young and had great stamina.

Yang Fan nodded and sent the location of the new house to both Tang Xue and Jiang Lan, telling them to change the bedding when they came over...

Yang Fan went to a room in the basement and checked the three trading spaces. No one was there, and no one had entered the bright sword trading space yet.

Yang Fan went directly to the Tang Dynasty.

After all, he had promised to give Emperor Taizong of Tang a weapon last time.

He appeared directly in Emperor Taizong of Tang's main hall, and the eunuch Wang De saw him immediately.

"Prince Consort, are you looking for the Sage?"

Yang Fan held no official rank in the Tang Dynasty, which was why he was addressed as Prince Consort.

"Mhm."

Yang Fan started wandering around the hall to see if there were any good items.

"This servant shall go notify the Sage at once."

Upon hearing that Yang Fan had arrived, Emperor Taizong of Tang rushed into the hall with great energy a moment later.

"Put down what's in your hands!"

"Oh, We... I mean, I'm just looking."

As Yang Fan spoke, he set down the imperial seal.

He hadn't expected the object to be so exquisite. It was exactly as the legends said—missing a corner, but patched with gold.

He had heard that if one got their hands on the imperial seal, even if they died the next day, it would be considered the 'demise of a monarch,' so he was quite curious.

Emperor Taizong of Tang's mouth twitched uncontrollably. "'We'?"

"What business brings you here this time, kid?"

"I'm here to give you the weapon I promised last time. I couldn't just take your son of heaven sword for nothing."

As he spoke, Yang Fan pulled out the barrett.

"Just this pitch-black thing?"

"This can kill someone from two thousand paces away?"

Emperor Taizong of Tang was skeptical. He had thought it would be some high-end crossbow, so he was a bit disappointed after seeing it.

"Heh, let's go. Find an open space, and I'll broaden your horizons."

"To the Imperial Garden, then."

The two of them went to the Imperial Garden. The scenery here was truly lovely, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds.

"Watch this."

As he spoke, Yang Fan raised the gun and fired a shot at a distant pavilion.

Instantly, the stone table in the center of the pavilion exploded into pieces.

Emperor Taizong of Tang's mouth fell open in shock. If that hit a person, there would absolutely be no chance of survival.

If one could take out the enemy's commander or shoot down their command flag during a battle, this would be a divine weapon.

"How is it?"

Emperor Taizong of Tang swallowed hard.

"It is indeed a divine weapon."

"Let me try!"

Yang Fan handed the gun over and then explained the posture for using it, how to aim, and how to fire.

"It's best if you fire while lying down; otherwise, your shoulder could easily be dislocated."

"You're a kid who lives in a peaceful era and has never even held a weapon, yet you can hold it steady. Are you looking down on me?"

As he spoke, he also raised the gun and fired a shot at a stone stool in the pavilion.

His whole body staggered back a bit, but he quickly steadied himself.

It seemed his physical foundation was still there, and having seen Yang Fan fire a shot already, he had some mental preparation.

"Your constitution is actually quite good. It's not easy that your massive harem hasn't drained you dry yet," Yang Fan remarked.

Yang Fan wondered how old Emperor Taizong of Tang was now—around thirty-eight, it seemed.

That wasn't very old by modern standards, but it was considered quite old in ancient times.

"Hmph."

"You little brat, I won my empire on horseback. I'm nothing like those emperors who can't even swing a blade once they take the throne."

"This thing is excellent. I like it very much."

"Does this require arrows as well? Give them to me!"

Emperor Taizong of Tang reached out his hand.