"Wow!" Zhuang Yijing gave her brother a thumbs up, "Not bad, selling anything but not the house, has integrity! Truly a good kid."
The girl among the twins sitting on the sofa curiously asked, "Sis, why do you praise Zhuang Jianxian when he's so unaccomplished?"
At this moment, a cheerful middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded in the office:
"Of course praise him, despite being unaccomplished, he knows selling the house is the last resort. Truly reaching that point means the good days for our whole family are over."
"Old Zhuang, why are you here too?" The Zhuang twins were startled.
Next to them, a slightly chubby middle-aged man dressed in brand names with an Hermès belt and a gold watch walked out of a small office.
"I've always been here, you just didn't notice."
He is the chairman of the "Kaicheng Group"—Zhuang Kaicheng.
In the real estate circle of Jincheng, he's a nouveau riche tycoon, Boss Zhuang.
