Evan Lin kicked Kevin Cheng flying across the room, knocking him out cold.
Manager Walter Wang was stunned. He never imagined this teenager would dare act so brazenly even with him present.
On the other side, Lisa Liu rushed over in a panic, grabbing Kevin Cheng and bawling, "Kevin, what happened? Wake up!"
"Relax, he won't die. He's just knocked out for now."
Evan Lin's voice was indifferent, his eyes showing zero sympathy.
Widow.
That word used to be a forbidden scar in Evan's heart. He'd never met his father, but for all those years, he'd watched Joy Zheng struggle to raise him alone through wind and rain.
He'd overheard plenty of people whispering behind his back, questioning who Evan's real father was.
They always said trouble follows a widow's door, and Joy Zheng, in everyone's eyes, seemed like a woman who'd never married.
"Manager Wang! You need to give us an explanation for this!" Lisa Liu screamed.
Meanwhile, Evan Lin took out a gold bank card and handed it to May Wang beside him: "How much for these two villas? Calculate it and swipe the card."
"Uh..." May Wang took the gold card Evan handed her, stunned for a long moment. She glanced at Evan, then at Manager Walter Wang.
On the other side, Manager Walter Wang, still hesitating inside, never expected Evan to just whip out a gold card and demand to pay on the spot!
He looked at May Wang, took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and said in a steady voice, "Go prepare the contracts and the POS machine. Swipe the card directly. We can give an extra 0.5% discount."
After speaking, Manager Walter Wang looked at Evan Lin again, his eyes showing a complicated expression.
On the other side, Lisa Liu was still making a scene. Manager Walter Wang glanced at the security guards on the floor: "Get up, all of you!"
At his command, the security guards struggled to their feet, looked at Manager Wang, and, with a nod from him, hurried to the entrance to clear out the crowd of onlookers.
"Sir, why don't we sit down and talk?" Manager Walter Wang looked at Evan Lin, unconsciously sounding much more polite.
"No need."
Evan Lin shook his head slightly.
The group of salesgirls nearby all looked tense, not daring to make a sound. Before Evan Lin pulled out his card, some of them still secretly looked down on him, but as soon as he whipped out that bank card, none of them had the guts to say a word.
Soon, May Wang came over with the POS machine and the contracts.
She held Evan Lin's bank card and glanced at the contract, her voice trembling: "For both villas, the total is 6.7 million yuan. After all discounts, it comes out to 6.5 million..."
"Are you... are you really going to pay by card?"
May Wang was still nervous. This was the biggest order she'd ever seen. She'd been here three months without a single sale, about to get fired, and now—out of nowhere—she had a deal like this.
With a commission rate of 0.5%, just this one order would net her over thirty thousand yuan!
Her monthly salary was barely two thousand.
Still, clutching the bank card, May Wang was anxious. She didn't believe Evan Lin could possibly have that much money, and worried that if the card got declined, he'd lose face in a big way.
Evan Lin took the contract from May Wang, glanced at it a few times, then picked up the pen and signed his name. "Go ahead and swipe."
With Evan's signal, May Wang finally picked up the POS machine and began to process the payment.
At that moment—
Han Yan and the other salesgirls were all watching, secretly hoping to see this teenager's card get declined for insufficient funds.
Lisa Liu, who'd been shouting at Manager Wang to stand up for her, was now holding her breath, staring at the scene.
Until the next moment—
May Wang swiped the card, handed the POS machine to Evan Lin, who entered his password, and a long receipt printed out.
"It's... it's done!"
May Wang stared at the receipt for over six million yuan, dazed, before finally mumbling out the words.
"This contract comes in two copies. I'll help you get the property certificate and all the documents sorted as soon as possible!" May Wang snapped back to reality, hurriedly handing Evan the contract and card, her voice full of excitement and joy.
With this order, her commission would be over thirty thousand!
Thirty thousand!
When May Wang closed the deal, Han Yan and the other salesgirls couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions—mostly jealousy.
Manager Walter Wang paused for a moment, then suddenly relaxed. His gaze toward Evan Lin softened, and he walked over with a smile, reaching out to shake Evan's hand. "Hello, hello! I'll personally oversee the handover procedures for these two villas. If you have any requests, just let us know—we'll do our best to meet them!"
No joke.
This kid may not look rich, but anyone who can swipe over six million without blinking clearly isn't from a regular family.
Walter Wang wasn't stupid—he wanted to build some connections.
Lisa Liu was stunned. She never expected Evan Lin could really pull out that much cash!
Seeing Walter Wang's attitude toward Evan, Lisa instantly shrieked, "Manager Wang! How can you do this? We were attacked while viewing villas at Mooncrest Manor! Aren't you going to do something?"
"Sorry, I'll arrange for you to visit the hospital right away," Walter Wang replied with a gentle smile.
"Hospital? That's not enough! Call the police! I'm calling the police right now! I want all of Mooncrest Manor's staff arrested! You're all in cahoots, bullying honest people!" Lisa Liu's hand shook as she fumbled for her phone.
She could tell Manager Wang wanted to sweep everything under the rug now that Evan had paid—play peacemaker and make big problems small, small problems disappear.
Watching Lisa Liu pull out her phone, Walter Wang kept smiling. "If you're going to accuse our VIP guest of assault, you'll need to provide evidence."
"Evidence? Everyone saw it! If he didn't hit my husband, why would Kevin pass out?" Lisa Liu cried anxiously.
"Oh? Did anyone see it?" Walter Wang paused and glanced around.
The salesgirls immediately shook their heads.
Walter Wang turned to the bruised security guards. "How did you get hurt?"
The guards quickly replied, "We fell ourselves. The cleaning lady just waxed the lobby floor—it's slippery!"
"That's right!"
"We slipped, it was our own fault!"
Hearing their answers, Walter Wang was very satisfied. He turned back to Lisa Liu with a faint smile. "Sorry, but nobody saw you get hit. And just so you know, our lobby's surveillance system is currently being updated—every record from before this moment is completely blank."