"Alright, Brother Chen, I'll call right away,"
Fang Ling didn't hesitate any longer and immediately called the manager.
As soon as the manager heard someone wanted to buy the Peach Blossom Residence, he said he would arrive within five minutes.
After hanging up, Fang Ling turned to Cheng Yang and said, "Cheng Yang, as a sales representative here, you're supposed to prioritize the customer. Where do you get off causing such trouble? I really can't comprehend why you're always targeting Brother Chen."
"No reason," Cheng Yang said. "I just purely can't stand the sight of him."
"You're beyond help," Fang Ling sneered, wishing she could give Cheng Yang a good thrashing.
Had it not been for Cheng Yang, she would probably be preparing to sign the contract with Chen Feng right now.
That's why Fang Ling was now filled with disgust toward Cheng Yang.
Soon, five minutes passed, and a middle-aged chubby man hurried over, arriving out of breath and with sweat dripping down his forehead.
