They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Zhang Xiaoyi opened her briefcase and pulled out a stack of printed housing information.

She did a very thorough job of preparation, noting the location, area, unit price, and reasons for recommendation.

"The properties on the Bund are mainly divided into two categories. One category is old villas, which are historical buildings that are in high demand but not in demand, and are rarely listed."

"The other type is high-end apartments, mainly located across the water from Lujiazui. I have selected five units according to your needs."

She handed over the documents.

Jiang Han flipped through the pages, his gaze lingering on the last one.

"What about this one?"

"This property was just listed this morning, and we haven't had time to organize it in detail yet."

"Located near the Bund Source, 320 square meters, facing the Huangpu River. The owner is a film producer who said he needs to raise money to invest in a movie and is in a hurry to sell. He asked for 60 million yuan."

"The producer?" Jiang Han closed the file. "Let's go check out this one."

Zhang Xiaoyi's mouth was slightly open.

She has met many clients, and before viewing a property, she would compare at least three to five different units and ask dozens of questions.

President Jiang flipped through two pages of information and immediately decided on the destination…

She didn't ask any more questions and turned to tell the driver the address.

The car drove west along the Suzhou Creek from the Bund and turned into a quiet tree-lined avenue.

The road is lined with old villas from the French Concession era.

Zhang Xiaoyi turned to the side and introduced, "This area is the earliest high-end residential area in Shanghai."

"Many famous people have lived here in history. Most of the current owners are people who started businesses in the early days, and very few have their properties listed."

Shen Qingning sat in the back seat, took off her sunglasses and placed them on her lap, looking out the window at the red brick walls and cast iron windows of the old Western-style houses.

She had come here before when she was filming a movie, and at the time she felt that the people living here lived in a different world from her.

Now her man has come to buy the house…

The car stopped in front of an old Western-style house.

The exterior has been renovated, retaining the red brick walls and French windows, while adding a modern-style glass porch.

There is an old sycamore tree at the entrance, its trunk so thick that one person cannot wrap their arms around it.

A man in his fifties stood at the door waiting, his face showing the weariness of years of working late.

"President Jiang?" He came forward and extended his hand.

"Manager Zhang just called to say someone wanted to view the apartment; I didn't expect it to be you!"

"I've heard so much about you! I'm Xu Li. I used to be a producer at Shanghai Film Studio, but later I went out on my own."

Jiang Han shook hands with him.

Before he arrived, Zhang Xiaoyi had mentioned the landlord's name, which sounded familiar to him.

Now that I've met him in person, it finally matches up.

Xu Li is a producer with some reputation in the industry, having produced several well-received art films.

A film I made a couple of years ago was nominated for a Golden Horse Award and received high praise from the industry.

But art films don't make money, so he probably isn't having an easy time.

"Teacher Xu," Jiang Han greeted politely.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it," Xu Li waved his hands repeatedly.

Xu Li pushed open the door and led the three people inside.

The interior design is a style that was popular ten years ago.

Dark solid wood floors, beige wallpaper, and a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

It's very well maintained; the floor is polished to a shine, and there's not a single peeling mark on the walls.

The living room is very large, nearly 80 square meters, with a row of floor-to-ceiling windows facing south directly onto the lawn in the backyard.

The afternoon sunlight streamed in at an angle, illuminating the entire space brightly.

I bought this house seven years ago.

"Back then, I had just closed a big deal and thought I was all set."

Zhang Xiaoyi stood to the side, holding her notebook, looking somewhat awkward.

She could sense that Xu Liming was reluctant to do it, but had no choice but to.

"President Jiang, I'm telling you the truth." Xu Li turned around and looked at Jiang Han.

"The house is listed at 60 million, and similar properties in the same area sell for around the same price."

"But if you really want it, I can offer 500 million."

"Why?" Jiang Han asked.

"Because you're not the kind of person who just looks and doesn't buy, and I'd like to make friends with you."

Zhang Xiaoyi's eyes widened. Just being friends with President Jiang is worth 500 million?

That's enough to buy myself a house in Shanghai outright...

Jiang Han walked to the French windows and looked at the lawn in the backyard.

The lawn hadn't been mowed in a long time, and the grass had grown very tall.

"Mr. Xu, are you selling this house to raise money to invest in the movie?"

"right."

Jiang Han didn't hesitate: "Okay, I'll take the house. I won't let you down a penny from your asking price."

"President Jiang, I just said I could..."

"The 20 million you're short is for making movies, not for living expenses," Jiang Han interrupted him.

Xu Li nodded vigorously.

"Xiao Zhang." Jiang Han turned and called to Zhang Xiaoyi.

"Prepare the contract, can we sign it today?"

"Yes! Yes!" Zhang Xiaoyi hurriedly opened her briefcase, flipping through contract templates while feeling like she was dreaming.

From entering the door to closing the deal, it took less than half an hour.

There was no haggling, and no repeated inspections.

President Jiang only stood in the living room for a while, flipped through the script, and then approved the 60 million transaction.

Zhang Xiaoyi has been a personal loan customer manager for five years and has never seen such a straightforward customer.

She suddenly remembered what Director Gu had told her on the phone.

"President Jiang was personally invited by Bank Manager Liu to entertain him, so please pay attention!"

Zhang Xiaoyi originally thought it was just ordinary politeness, but now she realizes the weight of those words.

Shen Qingning stood quietly to the side, her gaze fixed on the empty piano in the corner of the living room.

"Qingning," Jiang Han called to her.

"Um?"

"Take a look at the renovation of this house, and write down the parts that need to be changed. That way, you won't need to stay in a hotel when you come to Shanghai in the future."

"good!"

Xu Li looked at Jiang Han, then at Shen Qingning, and finally recognized her.

"Miss Shen? I was so busy talking to President Jiang that I didn't recognize her."

You look even younger than you do on camera!

Shen Qingning smiled.

"Thank you, Teacher Xu!"

The contract was quickly drafted, and Zhang Xiaoyi laid the two printed documents flat on the coffee table.

"Mr. Jiang, Ms. Xu, I have reviewed the contract terms. The transaction price, payment method, and transfer time are all on it. Please take a look and see if there are any modifications needed."

Jiang Han flipped through the entire book from beginning to end, carefully reading the key clauses on every page.

When it's time to be quick, don't drag your feet; when it's time to be meticulous, don't overlook a single word.

"no problem!"

Xu Li nodded: "That's fine."

The two signed their names in the signature column.

Jiang Han put down his pen: "By the way, Professor Xu, may I ask which movie made you make such a big decision?"

"It's a film directed by Guo Fan."

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