Chapter 398 - 207: With a God’s Perspective, How Could I Possibly Lose?

Baiting Mansion wasn’t far from the complex.

The sight of the black, extended-wheelbase Phantom sent a stir through the entire office.

Huang Zhaoqi got out of the passenger seat and attentively opened the rear door for Qi Sheng.

His colleagues all stared at him, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

In the luxury real estate business, who wouldn’t dream of serving a tycoon like this?

Huang Zhaoqi had just gotten lucky, chosen by Qi Sheng completely by chance.

"Mr. Qi, Ms. Qu, right this way, please."

As Huang Zhaoqi led the way, the office manager hurried over, enthusiastically extending a hand.

"Mr. Qi, hello. I’m Wu Tai, the manager of the Baiting Mansion Lujiazui Store. It’s a great honor to have the opportunity to serve you."

"Mm, hello."

Qi Sheng’s attitude was placid. There was no need to be overly friendly with these agents.

He was the client, their "god," so their enthusiastic reception was only to be expected.

After all, he was the one who would be pulling the commission fee out of his pocket in a little while.

Before long, the property owner also arrived.

"Hello, I’m Wang Han. This is my business card."

Wang Han was a bit surprised to see how young the buyer was and quickly offered his business card.

"Hello."

Qi Sheng took out his own business card and exchanged it with Wang Han.

"Shengxuan Group... Chairman of the Banyan Tree Group?"

Wang Han hadn’t heard of Shengxuan Group, the first name on the card, but he was very familiar with the Banyan Tree Group.

Recently, many of his friends had been enthusiastically recommending it to him.

They said that if he ever had the chance while traveling for business, he absolutely had to stay at one of the Banyan Tree Hotels and Resorts.

Compared to other hotels in the same class, the sleep experience at Banyan Tree Hotels and Resorts was said to be far superior.

A few of his old friends who often struggled with insomnia had even booked suites at a Banyan Tree resort for an entire month.

Ever since they started sleeping at the Banyan Tree, they’d been waking up refreshed and full of energy every day.

Even their productivity at work had improved significantly.

"My apologies, I had no idea President Qi was the owner of the Banyan Tree Group."

Wang Han’s attitude toward Qi Sheng grew even more enthusiastic.

As a competent businessman, he could easily tell from his friends’ feedback that the Banyan Tree Group’s valuation was on the verge of exploding.

"Wang Han?"

’The name sounded familiar to Qi Sheng.’

But when he saw the list of titles on the business card, it all clicked.

"President Wang, you’re the Young Master of the Junyao Group?"

"Haha, that’s all in the past. I’ve formally taken over the family business now. We should look for opportunities to collaborate in the future."

Wang Han wasn’t the least bit surprised that Qi Sheng recognized him.

As a rich heir who had once been a media sensation and the subject of endless public gossip, Wang Han was long accustomed to the attention, and his expression remained perfectly composed.

"Your father was truly a legend. With someone as outstanding as you, President Wang, it’s safe to say the legacy is in good hands."

Qi Sheng didn’t mind exchanging pleasantries.

He genuinely admired the founder of the Junyao Group.

The man had built the Junyao Group from scratch.

It spanned four major business sectors: aviation, dairy, department store retail, and real estate investment.

The Junyao Group had made its initial fortune in the dairy industry before later expanding into the private aviation sector.

The Junyao Group was the majority shareholder of Jixiang Airlines.

If its founder, Wang Junyao, hadn’t passed away at a young age, the Junyao Group’s market capitalization might have been even higher.

Since both men were interested in building a connection, neither was in a hurry to discuss the property transaction.

Instead, they chatted enthusiastically about everything under the sun.

Wang Han, who was thirty-two, rarely encountered peers whose personal wealth was comparable to his own.

Meeting Qi Sheng was a pleasant surprise.

He had acquired this apartment shortly after Jixiang Airlines went public.

As for him personally, he owned several luxury properties in Shanghai.

After all, real estate investment was one of the Junyao Group’s core business sectors.

Finally, when the two men’s conversation came to a pause,

Huang Zhaoqi quickly seized the opportunity to bring up the business at hand.

"President Qi, we’ll proceed with a total price of 80 million, with each party responsible for their respective taxes and fees."

"The commission will be one percent of the total price, which you and President Wang will split evenly. How does that sound?"

"No problem."

Qi Sheng agreed readily, nodding with a smile toward Qu Man.

"Just put it in your name."

"Thank you, honey."

Qu Man took a deep breath, then solemnly wrote her name on the thin contract and pressed her thumbprint beside it.

’As soon as Qi Sheng transferred the money to the brokerage’s escrow account, the eighty-million-yuan luxury residence at Cofco Seaview One would officially become an asset in her name.’

Qu Man’s heart pounded at the thought of the eighty-million-yuan mansion.

’Once upon a time, her biggest dream...’

’...had been to simply return to Chengdu and buy a large, 150-square-meter apartment.’

’The love and pampering Qi Sheng showered her with went far beyond her wildest expectations.’

"Haha, I’m free to handle the transfer paperwork anytime. Why don’t we go get the process started right now?"

"I’ll be hosting dinner tonight. President Qi, you and your wife must do me the honor."

Wang Han gave the contract a quick scan, then just as briskly signed his name and added his thumbprint.

The contract was in triplicate, and each party kept a copy.

"Since President Wang is being so generous, of course I’ll accept."

Qi Sheng didn’t refuse. After paying his 400,000 yuan share of the commission, he walked out of the office with Wang Han.

Two black luxury cars were parked side by side in front of the real estate office.

One was Qi Sheng’s extended-wheelbase Phantom.

The other was Wang Han’s Bentley Mulsanne.

"Whoa, an extended-wheelbase Phantom?"

Wang Han raised an eyebrow, though he wasn’t particularly surprised.

He was just surprised that someone Qi Sheng’s age would be into this type of car.

"It’s a courtesy car for the hotel. I’m just using it to get around while I’m in Shanghai."

Qi Sheng explained with a smile, giving Qu Man a gentle pat on her back.

"Manman, why don’t you take the front passenger seat? President Wang and I are going to have a proper chat."

"Okay, honey."

Qu Man opened the passenger door and obediently got in.

"Haha, wonderful! Then thanks to President Qi, I’ll get to experience the allure of an extended-wheelbase Phantom today."