Shang Wanjun was quite considerate and took the initiative to light Xu Lin's cigarette.
Soon, the boss ca 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 ters, 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 ter, 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 ter?"
"I'll raise it to 8000, you pick better materials for . I want this house to be renovated as well as possible, and completed in three months; I'm in a hurry."
"Boss Xu, you're straightforward!"
"I'm very particular about details. Now that I've offered this sum, I trust you can handle it well, right?"
"Boss Xu, rest assured, our company's reputation in Jiangdu may not be the best, but it surely ranks in the top ten!"
Xu Lin wasn't listening to his boasts, but with the money in place, there's no reason not to get it done well.
8000 per square ter, for 210 square ters, that's over 1.6 million in renovation costs—quite a sum for decoration.
No choice, Shang Wanjun likes it. The two have already discussed it clearly last night, and decided to spend two million on the renovation.
Under one million, just looking at the quality, if conditions allow, the renovation has got to be priced high.
Adding all sorts of soft furnishings later, Shang Wanjun will have to shell out tens of thousands more because she doesn't want anything too shoddy, hence another big expense.
As it stands, with the renovation of the new ho, two million gone, maybe even more.
So soft furnishings are quite pricey.
More than an hour later, the detailed negotiations were finished.
Xu Lin and Shang Wanjun walked out.
"When are you going back to school? I'll drive you back."
Xu Lin checked the ti, planning to leave.
"So soon? I haven't treated you to bluegill tuna yet!"
"Next ti, keep it on the tab, I have plans during National Day, gonna spend ti with my girlfriend this couple of days."
"Alright, will you drive back to school?"
"I'll drive my Panara GTS to take you back, let those guys chasing you see that you're the woman of so rich kid, they won't dare to pursue you anymore."
"But you're not a rich kid."
"To those who don't know , who would think I'm a first-generation entrepreneur?"
"That's true." Shang Wanjun felt it made sense.
"Later when the renovation company sends ssages to , reply to them if you can, if not, screenshot them to . Also, when you reply, best be a bit foul-mouthed."
The renovation company boss had actually added the contact for Xu Lin, which was really Shang Wanjun.
She used a special account for adding outsiders—sort of a work account.
"Why be foul-mouthed?"
"Because people are afraid of the tough and bully the soft. If you act like a shrew, they'll behave; if you're easygoing, they'll think you're easy to bully, assu you have a high tolerance, won't do serious work, might cut corners. For instance, when you reply, 'I've paid you this much money, and this is the kind of decoration you've done, are you serious?' See, you're older than ."
"Oh, then I'll be a bit foul-mouthed!"
Soon, Xu Lin drove to the school where Shang Wanjun was doing a PhD; undergraduate and graduate studies were in the sa campus, plus the school's quite large.
It's ranked second in Jiangdu.
Xu Lin registered at the entrance and drove in.
"Do you have a dorm at school?"
"No, I live in a rented place."
"Then I can't show off. At least you should have a dorm so I can park under your dorm building; girls would see you coming out of a two-million-plus car, and rumors would slowly spread, like 'Wow, Shang Wanjun's riding a luxury car, her boyfriend is a rich kid,' or 'she's kept by a rich kid,' or 'kept by an old man,' in the end, Shang Wanjun's hooked up with a wealthy guy, becoming the woman of a big shot."
Shang Wanjun couldn't help but chuckle, "That's a sha I don't have a dorm."
Xu Lin: "Where should I drop you off?"
"In front of the library, I'm going to check out so books."
"Ok."
Soon Xu Lin drove in front of the library.
"Just let know if you need anything."
"Sure, sure."
"Then I'm off."
"Go ahead, let know when you're free, I'll treat you to bluegill tuna then!"
"Ok."
After bidding each other goodbye, Xu Lin went straight back to school.
It's Wednesday today.
In the afternoon, Xu Lin went to Ning Yuhuan's classroom for class.
He'd spend these couple of days with Ning Yuhuan, since during National Day, he'd be with soone else.
Xu Lin aid to give everyone their fair share.
In the afternoon class, Xu Lin arrived at Ning Yuhuan's classroom.
He had on the sa suit, hadn't gone back ho to change midway.
Only now the weather was hot, and Xu Lin left his jacket in the car, wearing just the shirt on top.
With his 1.9-ter height and this outfit, he stood out remarkably among the student crowd.
Many students in their third year had experience with interviews and internships, so they weren't strangers to formal wear.
They certainly won't miss wearing it moving forward; in their third and fourth year, students can't be as carefree as in their first and second years, besides those with wealthy families, most people at this point are considering how to develop in the future.
Seeing Xu Lin like this made many guys feel inferior.
"Dude, your suit looks amazing, how much did it cost?"
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