Only after being reborn did I realize how fascinating the world of the rich is.

Upon hearing Mr. Jiang's offer, Li Xiaofeng smiled and said bluntly, "Not so great, Mr. Jiang. This is a huge order worth 100 million, not 10 million, and certainly not 1 million."

In the past, when Mr. Jiang did business with people, they were always quite reserved in their speech, saying things in a roundabout way to avoid hurting anyone's feelings.

He had never met someone as straightforward as Li Xiaofeng before, especially since the other party was so young and his status was clearly not on the same level as his. He felt quite uncomfortable.

"Young man, do you think 100 million is a lot?" President Jiang took a sip of tea, his demeanor as steady as Mount Tai, completely at ease.

Logically speaking, someone of Mr. Jiang's stature, after saying such a thing, should at least make the other party feel terrified, or at least reflect on whether they should be more humble in front of a business tycoon.

But Li Xiaofeng, who had already lived a lifetime, didn't buy into his act at all.

He didn't play by the rules. He nodded and said decisively, "Of course there are a lot!"

Mr. Jiang was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said in a nonchalant tone, "Right now, my company's land for the Jinlan Bay project alone costs over a billion yuan. Add to that the construction costs and various expenses, and you've calculated how much the cost alone is."

“I haven’t calculated it, nor do I need to. Currently, the debt ratio of domestic real estate development companies is over 80% or 90%. Given your company’s current situation, it may not be accurate, but I estimate it is close to 90%.

How many hundred million yuan of liquid funds does your company currently have? How much cash can you readily withdraw at once? Is it one hundred million yuan? If it were one hundred million yuan, things wouldn't be so tight right now!

As expected of a seasoned veteran, after hearing Li Xiaofeng's words, President Jiang's expression remained unchanged. He continued drinking his tea, remaining calm and composed, but he did not say a word.

Clearly, while Li Xiaofeng's words were not entirely accurate, many of them struck a nerve with him.

Jiang Xueying, who was standing to the side, heard Li Xiaofeng's rather impolite words and saw her father's expression. She knew he was unhappy and was afraid that her father would kick Li Xiaofeng out in a fit of anger.

So she clung tightly to her father's arm, trying to coax him not to be angry, and kept giving Li Xiaofeng meaningful glances, urging him to say something nice.

However, Li Xiaofeng seemed to be blind, completely oblivious to Jiang Xueying's subtle hints.

Mr. Jiang glanced at his daughter Jiang Xueying beside him, then at Li Xiaofeng, and said with a wry smile, "Xueying, your friend is really hard to describe!"

"For your sake, how about this? Let's not go for 94% or 92%. Let's each compromise and take the middle ground. I'll give you a 97% discount!"

Jiang Xueying was overjoyed and immediately shouted to Li Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, my dad has never been this nice to anyone before. It'll be hard to get him to give in. You'd better thank my dad right now!"

Li Xiaofeng still ignored Jiang Xueying and smiled at President Jiang, saying, "Uncle Jiang, Xueying and I came to see you today because we really hope you can give us some more discounts."

But this isn't like a child asking you for candy, where you can give it or not; it's a mutually beneficial partnership.

If you feel this collaboration isn't worthwhile, that's fine. Just consider it as me visiting your home. You don't need to put yourself in a difficult position because of Xueying's feelings.

"A real estate sales order of 100 million yuan would cause a stir no matter which real estate company I get it from. I think I can easily find a real estate company that can accept my terms."

Hearing Li Xiaofeng's words, Jiang Xueying was dumbfounded, staring at him in surprise, and then glancing nervously at her father.

Mr. Jiang smiled slightly and said in a light tone, "Great! We don't have many guests, so I'm very happy that you've come to visit. Xueying, go and tell your mother to add two more dishes for lunch today!"

Jiang Xueying glared at Li Xiaofeng, pouted, and walked toward the kitchen with great dissatisfaction.

Do you know how to play chess?

"know a little!"

"What's your approximate skill level?"

"It's roughly at the level of an amateur 9-3!"

"9-3?" General Manager Jiang was a little confused.

Li Xiaofeng immediately realized that there was no such thing as "Everyday Chess" in this day and age, and explained: "I don't know my own level. I play chess on a small website, and that's the website's evaluation standard."

"Shall we play another round?"

"Alright, since Uncle Jiang is in such a good mood, I'll play a few rounds with you!"

Li Xiaofeng's skill level is roughly equivalent to that of a top-tier amateur player at the county or city level. While he might not be invincible at every street chess stall, he's close.

Originally, General Manager Jiang's plan was to use chess to temper Li Xiaofeng's temperament and, incidentally, win a few games to disrupt his mindset.

To Mr. Jiang's utter surprise, Li Xiaofeng was a very skilled chess player, and he lost several games in a row.

Li Xiaofeng had President Jiang so furrowed his brow and was restless that he had plenty of time to admire the interior design of the Jiang family home.

Handicap betting? Not a possibility!

Forget about all that nonsense, his purpose is very clear.

Visiting Jiang Xueying's house is not like a son-in-law meeting his father-in-law.

He's here to buy a house; if the discount meets his expectations, he'll buy it; if not, he'll leave and look for another developer.

In fact, Li Xiaofeng had already realized that President Jiang was tempted by his offer, but as an old fox, how could he agree to it so quickly?

He wanted to test his patience with Li Xiaofeng, and in his past business dealings, it was always the one who couldn't hold on any longer who would back down first.

In reality, Li Xiaofeng held the absolute initiative in this cooperation; he was the buyer, and the current real estate market was still a buyer's market.

This is not the future. Houses are not easy to sell now. Think about it. In order to revitalize the real estate market, the government has introduced a zero down payment policy, as well as tax refunds for buying a house and household registration.

Getting a Shanghai household registration was incredibly difficult, even with great effort.

If Mr. Jiang wants to dawdle, let him dawdle. Let him lose a few games; that will only make things worse for him.

Jiang Xueying came out of the kitchen and saw the two playing chess. She asked excitedly, "Who won!"

General Manager Jiang frowned, while Li Xiaofeng smiled without saying a word; neither of them answered him.

Although Jiang Xueying lacks social experience, she is very intelligent. Even though she doesn't understand chess, she can still count how many pieces are left on the chessboard for each player.

"Xiaofeng, you're too mean! Don't you know when to stop? Dad, let's eat first!"

"Hmm!" President Jiang nodded, his tone heavy and serious, "Alright, let's eat first. Playing chess is a small matter, eating is the important one!"

Li Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Sure, Auntie's cooking must be excellent!"