Shang Wanjun was quite considerate and took the initiative to light Xu Lin's cigarette.
Soon, the boss came over.
Not such a big deal, no need for formalities.
But the boss saw this guy sitting there with an air of Majestic Without Anger, so he didn't dare to underestimate him.
Then Xu Lin got straight to the point.
"My house is 210 square meters, Song Dynasty style in Chinese decor. Boss, what's your all-inclusive quote here?"
"Boss Xu, here's the thing, in this first-tier city, the quote is between 2500 to 3000 per square meter, and the style you want, because of the complex techniques and high material demands, will have to be slightly priced higher. What do you think about 4000? Can you accept it?"
"Can it be completed within three months?"
"Yes, but if so, regarding the price, we'll have to raise it a bit, Boss Xu, how about 4300 per square meter?"
