Sloth Apartments' Model Room

Pei Qian had not expected to be stabbed in the back just by taking a casual look at Sloth Apartments!

Couldn't you keep the profits for yourself? Why did you take the initiative to give me 20% of the profits?

Wouldn't that be a double loss?!

Pei Qian was speechless. He was just about to decline when he heard footsteps outside.

"Eh, Boss Liang, Boss Yuan, both of you are here."

A young man who looked to be in his thirties walked in with a few people behind him. They were of different ages. There was a couple who were not even thirty years old, and two middle-aged couples who looked to be in their fifties or sixties. They should be a couple and their parents.

Liang Qingfan smiled. "Good morning, Little Zhang. There are people looking at houses so early in the morning?"