Meanwhile, at the real estate agency, Mu Han was anxiously waiting for Zhao Yuan to arrive.
The villa's owner had arrived some time ago and was in the reception room, scrolling through his phone.
The manager, who placed great importance on this deal, urged, "Mu Han, it's almost the appointment time. Why isn't your client here yet? Give him a call and ask where he is."
"Okay, Manager. I'll call him right now," Mu Han replied. She took out her phone, found Zhao Yuan's number, and dialed.
Tan Xiong snorted, then said gloatingly, "The way I see it, that kid isn't serious about buying a house at all. A villa for over fifty million? Paying in full? No matter how rich someone is, no matter how much of a tycoon, you don't just throw money around like that. That girl, Mu Han, is still too young."
The moment he finished speaking, he heard Mu Han, holding her phone, exclaim with pleasant surprise, "Ah? Mr. Zhao, you've arrived? I'll come out to get you right away."
