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Chapter 791 - 353 The Real Big Shot_3

Chapter 791: Chapter 353 The Real Big Shot_3

With a calm expression, he greeted, "Uncle Maolin, Aunt Qiaoling."

Noticing the young man sitting on the sofa, Tang Maolin raised his eyebrows, "Jianying, is this your son Tang Song? Compared to the New Year, he has changed quite a bit. And he has already started his own business and made money, truly talented and promising."

Upon hearing the praise for her son, Tang Jianying beamed a big smile, "Yes, he was a bit chubby before, but now he’s slimmed down and looks more energetic."

Li Qiaoling saw the handsome young man sitting there and showed a look of surprise.

They would return to the village every New Year and had seen Tang Song numerous times, but he never seemed this impressive.

Besides, considering he wants to buy a house in Yunjing Platform, it indicates his financial situation is quite good.

Her eyes brightened, and she smiled teasingly, "Song, do you have a girlfriend yet? Want me to introduce you to someone? She’s my niece, works in the public sector, and is very pretty."

Tang Song looked at his aunt and directly shook his head, "No, thanks, Aunt Qiaoling, I appreciate the offer."

Li Qiaoling shrugged, "Haha, okay then." "Song, you were a bit impolite just now. When your Uncle Maolin and I arrived, you should’ve proactively greeted us instead of sitting on the sofa all the time."

She felt that her nephew seemed very proud, not respecting the two elder relatives.

She couldn’t resist scolding him a bit.

"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about that now, let’s take care of business first." Tang Maolin took out his phone and pat Tang Song on the shoulder, "But your aunt is right, you should be more attentive in the future."

Tang Jianying was a bit embarrassed, "Song has been studying and working outside the city, so he’s not very familiar with these regards."

Tang Maolin waved his hand and dialed a contact.

The phone rang for quite a while before being answered.

Tang Maolin’s face beamed with enthusiasm, "Hello, President Wang, are you busy now?"

"Yes, it’s about what I mentioned on WeChat this morning."

"I’d appreciate it."

"Alright." Tang Maolin handed the phone to the nearby male salesman, smiling, "Your President Wang’s call."

The salesman carefully accepted it, "Hello, President Wang, I’m Lin from the sales department."

"Alright, don’t worry, I understand."

He hung up the phone.

Salesman Lin eagerly returned the phone, smiling, "Our President Wang said, in addition to all the previous discounts, we can further reduce the price by 100 yuan per square meter, equivalent to a total reduction of 15,000 yuan."

Though the discount was smaller than expected, Tang Jianying and Xu Feng genuinely expressed their gratitude.

"Alright, it’s not such a big deal." Tang Maolin waved his hand, "The developer of Yunjing Platform is Handing Group, and President Wang is from Yan City, not local, otherwise, it could be even cheaper."

Upon hearing the words "Handing Group," Tang Song raised his eyebrow, he hadn’t paid attention to the developer’s name before.

He took out his phone and searched, indeed finding "Handing Real Estate Development Co., Ltd."

As a well-known local real estate company in Yan Province, Handing has businesses in various parts of the province, and Yunjing Platform is one of them.

Xie Yue has recently often talked to him about the short drama base, their relationship is quite good.

If it’s just for this housing price discount, Tang Song doesn’t need to contact him.

But he knows that many developers keep a few houses with the best lighting, best floors, and ideal layouts in projects.

Either they are directly reserved by company executives or kept to foster relationships.

To make his parents live more comfortably, he naturally wouldn’t mind the trouble.

At that moment, someone tapped his shoulder.

Tang Song looked up and saw Tang Maolin’s slightly serious face.

"Song, we’re here talking together; you haven’t contributed anything, just focused on your phone."

He had been in government organizations for a long time, and with managing family affairs, he naturally had a commanding presence.

Tang Song hardly noticed and lightly laughed, "I understand, Uncle Maolin, just hearing you mention the developer is Handing Group, I looked it up.

I have friends at Handing Group, and I’m not particularly satisfied with the current selection of the condo, so I thought I’d call them to see if they can help switch to a golden floor not by the street."

Tang Maolin paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Didn’t realize, Song, you have quite a network. But Handing Group is such a big entity, each region has its own responsible person, even if you know a department leader, it’s of no use."

Li Qiaoling joined in with some playful remarks.

Tang Song didn’t say much, took out his phone, and dialed Xie Yue’s number.

The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.

They exchanged some pleasantries.

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Tang Song directly stated his purpose.

"Yes, it’s the Yunjing Platform District in Jing County, Quan City."

"Alright, then I’ll wait for your news. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song smiled at his parents and said, "I’ve already talked to him; it should be fine."

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng and Tang Jianying instantly displayed surprised smiles, "That’s good, that’s good!"

They were very satisfied with the district; it was just that they bought it relatively late and had no choice in the selection.

This needs to be lived in for decades, so naturally, the more satisfactory, the better.

Tang Maolin’s eyebrows twitched, his gaze flickering.

Tang Song’s attitude and tone were obviously not joking.

He works in the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, so he knows these real estate developments have reserved houses.

But he doesn’t hold a high position; although he does know some middle-level leaders of the developers, the relationships aren’t close.

Even if he thickens his skin to ask, others would certainly brush it off.

After a few minutes.

"Ring, ring——" Tang Song’s phone suddenly rang.

Answering the call, "Hello, hi."

"Yes, this is Tang Song."

"Okay, Manager Wang, I got it. Bye."

Upon hearing the title "Manager Wang," Tang Maolin’s heart skipped a beat, and he softly asked, "Tang Song, who just called you?"

"The sales manager, Wang Yanbin."

"Uh... is it President Wang..." Tang Maolin grinned, looking at Tang Song with disbelief, "This..."

Wang Yanbin is not just the sales manager at Yunjing Platform, but also the regional head of Handing Group in Jing County.

Tang Song can make Wang Yanbin contact him actively within a few minutes with one phone call; the power behind this is terrifying.

At this moment, "thud thud thud——" the sound of rapid footsteps approached.

Soon after, a middle-aged man in a suit ran close.

Looking at them, he asked nervously, "Who is Mr. Tang Song?"

"Hello, it’s me." Tang Song stood up with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, hello!" The middle-aged man slightly bent and said, "I am the sales supervisor, Sun Qiwen. Our president is on his way and will soon arrive at our sales department. If you’re available now, I’ll take you to see the 8th Building. There’s a five-bedroom apartment on the 5th floor, 160 square meters, with a square layout and excellent lighting."

Upon hearing this, Tang Jianying and Xu Feng were incredibly excited and quickly stood up from the sofa.

Building 8 is located in the central area of the district, unobstructed in front, and is the prime building of the development.

Previously, when Salesman Lin took them to the district, he said that those apartments were sold out as soon as the sale opened.

"Alright, thank you, Supervisor Sun."

"Mr. Tang, you’re too kind!" Sun Qiwen took a deep breath and asked nervously, "One more thing, President Zhao of the Quan City Branch wants to invite you for a meal. Would you be available?"

Tang Song raised an eyebrow, knowing it was certainly arranged by Xie Yue.

With a calm tone, he said, "Tomorrow or the day after, let him contact me then."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Tang!" Sun Qiwen cautiously followed beside Tang Song, his face flushed.

Watching this unbelievable scene, Tang Jianying and Xu Feng were stunned.

Why does it feel like their son’s face is bigger than Tang Maolin’s? And significantly larger!

This attitude can hardly be described as friendly; it’s practically servile!

Tang Maolin hissed, his face changing.

He nudged his stunned wife, Li Qiaoling, and whispered, "Hurry up and follow! Say some nice things later!"

After speaking, he jogged toward the door.

Handing Group’s Quan City Branch President Zhao? Isn’t that General Manager Zhao Mingbo?

He counts as mid-to-high management in the Handing Group, yet he actively invites Tang Song for a meal, and so carefully.

Is their family about to produce a real big figure?