The setting sun cast its lingering glow.

Sun Dasheng lay on the sofa, looking at the system panel. Last time, in his rush, he hadn't managed to scan Wu Xiaoli's Bond Value. This time, the scan revealed an astonishing 70 points.

Supporting Character: Wu Xiaoli

Occupation: Housewife

Bond Value: 70

Experience Points: 0

Sun Dasheng was taken aback. Could being a housewife really be considered an occupation?

He wasn't left wondering for long before a system message popped up.

[Due to Wu Xiaoli's helplessness and sorrow over her life as a housewife, Experience Points +1,000]

A choice box appeared:

[Convert? Yes or No]

He didn't rush to make a choice this time. Instead, he searched the supporting character page for a while but couldn't find anything related to experience points, like levels or anything similar. Keeping the points unconverted seemed to serve no purpose. It appeared to be a multiple-choice question, but in reality, there was only one option.

He selected yes.

[Converting Experience Points... You have received +700 Experience Points.]

He clicked withdraw.

[Transfer to company account or personal account?]

He chose his personal account.

DING-DONG!

His account balance surpassed a small target, breaking 110 million.

Awesome!

These experience points came a bit too easily. Not knowing what Wu Xiaoli had been through, he quickly gave her a call. Before long, he had the whole story.

In her words, her home life was a complete mess. She was preparing to file for divorce, but Wang Jiadong wouldn't agree to a divorce by mutual consent. Between the lawsuit and the mandatory cooling-off period, it was shaping up to be a lengthy affair.

Now that he had money, his thoughts grew more ambitious. Glancing around the rented apartment, he suddenly felt discontent. Before, it hadn't bothered him much; as long as a place was livable, it was fine. Who cares if it's rented or owned? But now, with enough cash to buy it outright with ease, he suddenly felt that owning was much better.

The key was the sense of stability.

So he called the landlord, using the contact information from when he first rented the place. On the phone, the landlord was hesitant about his tenant's sudden offer to buy. After all, several landlords in his circle had recently been scammed.

At Yunjing East, a female swindler had rented an apartment for a price well above the market rate. Then, under the guise of a single woman worried about her safety, she convinced the owner to give her the safe, which contained important items like house keys and remotes—things generally only an owner would possess. Using the same tactic, she rented two more smaller apartments in the same complex.

A few months later, she paid the first landlord a large sum for rent renewal while expressing how much she loved the place and wanted to buy it. The landlord was elated and named a sky-high price. The swindler agreed on the spot, proposing a trade with a portion in cash plus the two smaller apartments in the same complex. The landlord thought it was a fantastic deal and agreed without a second thought.

Then came the key part of the scam. The swindler said, "I'll give you the money and the apartments, but you must give me the property deed first. I'm very busy these days; I'll handle the rest of the transfer paperwork when I have time!"

The landlord fell for it again. Since he was abroad, he sent the property deed directly to her. As a result, the swindler used the deed and her connections at a notary office to obtain a certificate of authorization. During the window before the ownership transfer was officially registered, she "sold" the property to several different buyers, collecting a deposit from each before disappearing. By the time the scam came to light, she had already fled the country.

The total fraud amounted to nearly 500 million. The story had recently been causing a huge stir among luxury property landlords. Therefore, his tenant's request to buy the property made the landlord hesitate.

"It's better to go through an agency."

Considering he was short on cash and large apartments were hard to sell, he was still willing to sell, but he wanted a safer way to conduct the transaction.

Sun Dasheng couldn't quite understand the landlord's caution but chose to respect his decision.

At a branch of a well-known real estate agency chain, the same one where Sun Dasheng had originally rented the apartment, the landlord was on his way. He was from northern Jiangsu, where his family ran a factory, so it would take him some time to get there.

When word of this deal got out in the office, the entire staff became exceptionally attentive. Sun Dasheng sat on the sofa, a dozen cups of tea already placed before him. Every time a cup was set down, it wasn't long before another employee came over, saying more or less the same thing:

"Your tea must have cooled. Let me get you a hot one."

They're all trying to snatch this deal, Sun Dasheng thought.

The standard procedure was that once an agent began assisting a client, other agents were not supposed to poach them. But that was just the standard procedure. This deal was worth tens of millions. Even at the agency's most favorable commission rate of 0.5%, the fee would be several hundred thousand, and the salesperson handling the deal stood to make well over a hundred thousand themselves.

To secure this lucrative commission and go home for a prosperous New Year, every salesperson in the office was pulling out all the stops.

The last person to bring him tea turned out to be an old acquaintance: Zhong Liying.

Wasn't she transferred to the boonies? When did she get transferred back?

Faced with Sun Dasheng's unspoken question, she merely smiled politely without a word. Her best friend, Pan Yanyan, couldn't hold back and spoke up indignantly.

"If our branch manager hadn't reported it to his superiors, Liying would never have been transferred back."

"Oh, so your manager is a decent guy," Sun Dasheng nodded.

Pan Yanyan pouted. "What's the use of being decent? In the end, they found an excuse to punish him and transferred him to some prefecture-level city."

Sun Dasheng glanced around the office but didn't see the previous manager. "So where is your current manager?"

Upon entering, he had been swarmed by salespeople but hadn't seen anyone who looked like a manager.

"He's out showing a property with that vixen Wang Panpan."

Sun Dasheng could tell this wasn't just about sticking up for her friend; Pan Yanyan harbored a deep resentment for Wang Panpan herself.

"Even though Liying is back, all her previous resources were taken by that vixen Wang Panpan. She even took over Courtyard No.1! Mr. Sun, you have to stand up for our Liying."

Sun Dasheng offered a polite smile but remained silent. Their relationship was simply that of a salesperson and a client. Pan Yanyan must have misunderstood our relationship.

Beside her, Zhong Liying awkwardly tugged at her friend's arm, urging her to stop. "Mr. Sun is just my client. Why are you saying all this?"

"Ah? I saw you two eating at a restaurant together, so I thought..." Pan Yanyan's face flushed with embarrassment.

"It's alright," Sun Dasheng reassured her. He then added a word of encouragement. "With Miss Zhong's professional skills, she's bound to make a comeback sooner or later."

At this moment, the landlord finally arrived. With him were Wang Panpan and the new manager.

The new manager was a middle-aged man with the air of a corporate elite, his suit and tie immaculate. The pomade in his hair was so slick a mosquito would slip if it tried to land.

"You must be Mr. Sun. My apologies for keeping you waiting." The manager was perceptive, making a beeline for Sun Dasheng the moment he walked in, apologizing profusely.

"My name is Wang Chengwu, the new manager. If you have any property-related matters in the future, please feel free to contact me." As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

He's certainly doing things by the book.

"This is our agency's top saleswoman, Wang Panpan," the manager continued. "She will be coordinating the property transaction between you and Mr. Pi."

Behind him, Wang Panpan stepped forward at his cue, her dewy, peach-blossom eyes practically sending out sparks. "This humble girl is at your service, Mr. Sun. I hope you'll take good care of me."

"On what grounds?"

A loud retort shattered the calm in the office.

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