"You lose, get the hell outta here immediately!"
His particular status quickly drew the attention of the on-site staff.
The sales manager ran over as fast as he could, exceedingly obsequious to Aida and Tao Hua.
Then, turning to Tang Yi with a darkened expression, he said arrogantly, "Sir, I'm sorry, but we are not serving uninvited guests today."
"I'm asking you to leave now!"
Upon hearing this, Song Bingyun was furious and immediately put the mung bean cake she was holding onto a plate, saying, "Tang Yi, let's go back!"
"I don't care how nice the houses they sell are; with such lack of manners, we're not interested!"
Tang Yi, however, grabbed Song Bingyun's hand and said with a smile, "Wife, don't rush."
"Actually, I made an appointment long ago, just not with the sales manager here."
She casually took the half-eaten cake from Song Bingyun's hand and put it in her own mouth, glanced at the manager's name badge, and asked, "Are you Sun Rufeng?"
