Chapter 3127: Chapter 3119: Can You Sign on Someone Else’s Behalf?

The male sales agent not far away rolled his eyes impatiently at Lin Yi and said with a chuckle:

"Look at him, acting like it’s the real deal."

"That’s why he’s known as a social butterfly; any ordinary person would have shown weakness by now."

"Anyway, there’s nothing going on, let’s just enjoy the show."

"I’m also curious about what excuse he’ll use to leave."

"Isn’t it obvious? He’ll definitely say he’s not satisfied with our houses and will look elsewhere."

"Haha, that’s possible."

Lin Yi’s response was expected by Zhao Ting, who continued methodically:

"Sir, our phase two development has already started selling, with apartments ranging from 178 to 520 square meters."

"With such large areas, they must be single-elevator units, right?" Lin Yi glanced around and said.

"Yes."

"Are there any adjacent upper and lower floors available?"

"There are, as we have just opened, there are plenty of units available."

Zhao Ting answered truthfully but found Lin Yi’s questions a bit strange.

He’s even asking if there are non-adjacent ones?

Could he be planning to buy two units?

This is definitely not something someone carrying roasted sweet potatoes would ask!

"Can I see the floor plans?"

Zhao Ting gestured invitingly, "Here is the model, sir, take a look."

Following Zhao Ting to the model, Lin Yi examined it for quite a while.

Having some past work experience in this field, he knew a bit about it.

No wonder these units can sell for over 40,000 yuan per square meter; both phase one and phase two had great locations.

But he still needed to pick carefully.

On the other side, a group of onlookers watched Lin Yi with amused smiles.

"Everything’s been introduced, and he’s seen the floor plans—now let’s see what excuse he comes up with."

At the model, Lin Yi pointed at a building near the roadside after a long look and said:

"The location of this building isn’t bad. Are there any units left on the 16th and 17th floors? I want two units of 520 square meters each."

"Hmm?"

Zhao Ting was taken aback, "Sir, you’re buying a house?"

"Yes, why would I be here if I weren’t?"

As he spoke, Lin Yi pulled out a bank card, "Go calculate the total and get the contract ready; let’s not waste time."

Zhao Ting was stunned.

I just wanted to strike up a conversation, I never thought I’d actually sell you a house!

"Sorry, sir, most units in building number three have been sold; no adjacent units left."

"Didn’t it just open? Sold out so quickly?"

"Yes, because building number three’s location is superb, so it sold fast. You could look at other options."

She said that, but the truth wasn’t exactly as Zhao Ting described.

In this phase two project, building number three had the best spot, with no staircases blocking its light—ideal natural lighting.

Generally, a house like this is known as a ’king’ unit, typically not sold to ordinary people.

It’s usually reserved for connections or gifting to important people.

Zhao Ting admired Lin Yi a bit for spotting building number three at a glance; his eye was quite discerning.

But per the rules, sales of this building’s units were not for him.

"Then let’s go with building number four, are the 16th and 17th floors available there?"

"Please wait, I’ll check."

Due to lack of proficiency, Zhao Ting hadn’t memorized such details.

But as she left, she escorted Lin Yi to a nearby lounge area, providing relatively good service.

Nearby, the male salespeople watching were wide-eyed.

"Is he really buying a house? Seems unlikely, I’ve never seen anyone carrying roasted sweet potatoes come here and buy a house."

"Let’s just see how this plays out, he hasn’t paid yet, and there’s room for change."

Soon, Zhao Ting returned to Lin Yi with a POS machine and some documents.

"Sir, the 16th and 17th floors in building number four are still available, and the lighting is nice. Is this acceptable to you?"

"No problem," Lin Yi said:

"How much for the two units?"

"With the discount, it’s 43,691,231 yuan."

"I have something to ask."

"Sir, go ahead."

"I plan to gift these two properties; can they be signed under another person’s name?"

"Ah? Buying a house for your partner?"

"No, for a friend, can I sign on their behalf?"

"It seems that’s not possible; your friend would need to come in person."

"That’s a bit inconvenient."

"Please hold on; I’ll make a call."

Lin Yi took out his phone and dialed Ji Qingyan, as Chaoyang Group is in real estate and she knows people in the industry who might have contacts.

After the call connected, Lin Yi explained the situation, and she went off to find contact info for him.

"Please wait a bit longer; I’ll call you once it’s done."

"Oh, okay."

Zhao Ting stood and returned to her colleagues.

"Tingting, how’s it going? Is the deal done?" asked a gossipy colleague.

"Not yet, things are a bit strange," Zhao Ting muttered.

"Did he find an excuse to back out?" asked the guy with glasses disdainfully.

"No, he said it’s for a friend, and the friend can’t come, so he wants to sign on their behalf."

"That’s nonsense; you have to sign housing deals in person! How can someone else sign? It’s basic common sense."

"Isn’t this his angle? If he can’t sign for a house, he’ll say he’s not buying, just used us for free heating while showing off—two birds with one stone."

"Tingting, what did you mean by strange?" the female colleague asked.

"That’s what I told him, but then he took his phone to call someone and asked for our group’s director’s number—I was shocked."

"No way, someone carrying a roasted sweet potato asking for our director’s number?"

"Exactly, that’s what happened. I’m completely baffled; they’re from entirely different circles. How could the director know him?" Zhao Ting muttered.

"I guessed right—this guy’s a social butterfly. Ordinary people can’t bluff to this extent, haha."

"Seems like he’s performing some art project; the more I watch, the more interesting it gets."

"Haha, why overthink it? Let’s just enjoy the scene."

"Quickly, no crowding here, the manager’s coming!"

Right then, a middle-aged man, around 40, with short hair and suited attire, walked over looking like a professional elite.

The man, named Zhu Jinhui, was the sales manager of Fuli Bay, responsible for everything here.

Seeing Zhu Jinhui, the whole sales team dispersed like students who had seen their teacher, obediently going about their tasks.

"Which customer wanted to buy two apartments just now? Where are they?" asked Zhu Jinhui hurriedly.

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