So, when Mona Li returned, Jimmy Zheng deliberately put on a sour face to show his displeasure.
"Mr. Zheng, are you satisfied with this villa?" Mona Li asked with a smile.
"It's mostly fine, just a few minor issues," Jimmy Zheng replied coolly.
"Oh? May I ask what those minor issues are, Mr. Zheng?" Mona Li kept her smile and asked.
"How about this, Miss Li? Why don't I treat you to dinner and we can talk it over while we eat?" Jimmy Zheng said seriously.
Mona Li's pretty face showed a hint of difficulty. "Sorry, Mr. Zheng, I've already made plans for tonight. How about another day?"
Jimmy Zheng sneered, "That's not going to work, Miss Li. I'm genuinely here to buy a villa, and if you turn down my invitation, you're disrespecting me."
Hearing this, Mona Li's expression became even more troubled.
Seeing her reaction, Jimmy Zheng decided to apply more pressure. He continued, "Actually, I'm quite satisfied with this villa. Maybe if Miss Li joins me for dinner, I'll sign the contract right away! From what I hear, if I buy this place, you'll get at least a hundred thousand yuan in commission. Don't miss this opportunity, Miss Li. After all, there are plenty of developments in Riverstone besides Central City International."
His last sentence carried a clear note of threat.
Although Mona Li had just graduated from college, she wasn't stupid. She vaguely understood Jimmy Zheng's intentions, so she said, "Mr. Zheng, if you're truly interested in buying, I can ask my manager to give you an extra discount. But dinner is really not possible—I already have plans!"
Hearing Mona Li refuse again, Jimmy Zheng grew angry and said coldly, "I'll be blunt, Miss Li. If you have dinner with me, I'll buy the villa. If not, I'll just go elsewhere."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng. I really do have an appointment," Mona Li shook her head stubbornly.
"You don't know how to appreciate kindness! Go get your manager out here!" Jimmy Zheng suddenly shouted.
His outburst instantly drew the attention of everyone in the sales office.
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Zheng. I'll go get the manager," Mona Li forced out a strained smile.
"I don't think that's necessary!"
Just then, Ian Song walked over.
"Kid, who are you? Get lost!" Jimmy Zheng was already annoyed with Ian Song, and seeing him approach, he immediately turned his hostility on him.
At that moment, another saleswoman came over, sneering at Jimmy Zheng, "Young Master Song is the owner of the central villa. In fact, he bought it three days ago, paid in full—ninety-nine million yuan. Sir, if you buy one of our villas, you might even become Young Master Song's neighbor!"
Hearing this, Jimmy Zheng was shocked. His own business only made fifty or sixty million yuan a year, yet this plainly dressed young man could buy a villa for ninety-nine million in cash. Clearly, his background was extraordinary.
For a moment, he regretted his impulsiveness.
"Miss Li, which villa is this gentleman interested in?" Ian Song glanced at the saleswoman, then asked Mona Li.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Zheng is interested in a townhouse villa," Mona Li answered truthfully.
"How much is it?" Ian Song asked again.
"Twelve point eight million," Mona Li replied.
"Alright, got it."
Ian Song nodded, then looked at Jimmy Zheng. "Mr. Zheng, do you still want that villa? If not, I'm planning to buy it myself!"
Under Ian Song's gaze, Jimmy Zheng felt a strange pressure. He was just a township business boss—back home he could throw his weight around, but in front of Ian, he couldn't keep up his bravado. Besides, who knew if this young man was a government official's son?
If he really was, then with just a pretext, Ian could ruin his factory. Thinking this, Jimmy regretted his actions even more, blaming himself for being blinded by greed.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Song. I was wrong!"
"Admitting your mistake is good," Ian Song nodded, thinking that Jimmy Zheng was adaptable and not a total fool.
Hearing that Ian Song wasn't going to hold it against him, Jimmy Zheng became hopeful. He put on a flattering smile. "Young Master Song, I was rude to you earlier. May I treat you to dinner sometime?"
"Maybe next time. Today I already have plans with Miss Li," Ian Song replied coolly.
Seeing Ian refuse, Jimmy Zheng looked disappointed. He quickly pulled out a business card and handed it over. "Young Master Song, here's my card. I hope we can stay in touch."
Ian Song nodded and accepted the card. Only then did Jimmy Zheng finally relax.
"By the way, Mr. Zheng, on second thought, I won't take what someone else wants. That villa is yours!" Ian Song suddenly said.
"Thank you, Young Master Song! Thank you so much!" Jimmy Zheng nodded eagerly, then turned respectfully to Mona Li. "Miss Li, can we sign the contract now?"
Hearing this, Mona Li looked at Ian Song with admiration. She hadn't expected him to handle the arrogant Mr. Zheng so easily. She smiled, "Of course we can."
"By the way, Miss Li, do you still have any standalone villas available?" Ian Song asked again.
"Yes, but the size and interior decoration aren't as nice as your central villa," Mona Li replied.
"Alright, grab another contract. I'll buy a standalone villa as well!" Ian Song said after a brief pause. Now that he'd made some money, he planned to buy a villa for his uncle's family.
Mona Li was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
The other saleswomen all looked at Mona Li with envy.
When Ian Song said he wanted another villa, Hugh Cao hurried over and offered an even better discount. In the end, the second villa was sold for seventy-six million yuan.
Signing the contract alongside Ian Song, Jimmy Zheng was completely stunned. Damn, this guy was loaded—just the money for these two villas would take him years to earn.
Monroe Restaurant.
Mona Li excitedly raised her crystal glass to Ian Song. "Mr. Song, let me toast you."
"You're too polite, Miss Li," Ian Song smiled, raising his glass to clink with hers.
Cough, cough.
After downing her glass of red wine in one go, Mona Li suddenly started coughing violently. Ian Song quickly got up, patted her back, handed her a tissue, and said gently, "Don't force yourself. Take it slow."
"Thank you," Mona Li blushed and said shyly, secretly annoyed at herself for losing composure in front of Ian Song.
After dinner, Ian Song put Mona Li in a taxi, then hailed a cab to his uncle's house.
His aunt opened the door; his uncle was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and Shelly Song was studying in her room.
When she heard Ian Song had arrived, Shelly Song came out of her room and affectionately grabbed his arm.
After chatting for a while, Ian Song took out the villa keys and placed them in front of his uncle and aunt.
"Ian, what are you doing?" his uncle asked, face turning serious as he looked at the keys.
Ian Song smiled. "I've made some money recently, so I bought two villas. I want to give one to you, to thank you for raising me all these years."
"Wow, a villa! Big brother, where did you get so much money?" Shelly Song exclaimed, staring at the keys on the table.
"Yes, Ian, where did you get all that money?" his aunt looked worried. His uncle didn't ask, but his gaze clearly demanded an explanation.
On the way over, Ian Song had already prepared an explanation. He looked at Shelly Song and said, "Shelly, do you remember that stone-gambling trip at Redleaf Mountain Resort?"
Shelly Song nodded.
Ian Song continued, "After that, I got interested in stone-gambling, so I went to a gambling house and bought a few rough stones. I got lucky and made some money, so I bought these two villas!"