Luo Chen was just strolling down the street when suddenly a salesman popped out and thrust a flyer into his hand.
The salesman looked quite clean-cut, though you could tell he was probably struggling. His clothes were washed to the point of having creases, but they were spotless.
He also seemed young, around the same age as Luo Chen.
His fair, clean face carried a youthful vigour. Under the blazing sun, he was sweating slightly.
He had only just started speaking, not even finished his sentence, when a fat man wearing sunglasses and a suit interrupted him.
The fat man charged over angrily, pointed at Luo Chen, and said,
“How many times have I told you before we came out? When handing out flyers, you have to judge the person. Look at his clothes, look at his demeanour, look at his age. Does he look like someone who can afford a house?”
The fat man was their sales supervisor, now scolding the young man named Zhang Zijun.
Zhang Zijun did not argue back. He just lowered his head and took the reprimand. This was his first day on the job. He did not want to get fired. After all, he had been job-hunting for a whole month and only had a few dozen yuan left on him.
“What are you standing there for? Go hand out more flyers!” the sales supervisor barked.
Zhang Zijun gave a wry smile and ran off.
But Luo Chen had already taken the flyer and glanced at it.
“Give the flyer back. What are you looking at? A poor guy like you can afford a house?”
The sales supervisor snatched the flyer back from Luo Chen’s hand, his face full of contempt.
Based on his years of experience in this line of work, someone dressed casually and so young like Luo Chen was obviously poor. He would not waste time on these broke people.
Luo Chen was not angry. He could hardly buy a dozen flats in their development just to show off out of spite.
That would make him look like the real fool.
Besides, he himself was in real estate.
Luo Chen ignored the sales supervisor and walked into a nearby Shaxian Snacks shop.
“See? I was right, wasn’t I? He can only afford to eat at Shaxian. You think he can buy a house?” The sales supervisor lectured Zhang Zijun again from behind.
“To tell if someone has money, look at their shoes. Look at what he’s wearing? Cloth shoes!”
Luo Chen had not gone in to eat. There happened to be mung bean soup inside, and he needed to take some back.
After packing the mung bean soup, Luo Chen did not rush out. Wang Fei had messaged saying he would be a bit late.
So Luo Chen simply sat inside and waited until Wang Fei texted that he was almost there. Only then did he come out.
“Sorry, sir. Just now my boss said those things to you. I apologise on his behalf. I hope his improper words did not upset you.”
Zhang Zijun appeared out of nowhere again and suddenly apologised to Luo Chen.
“Oh? Why?”
“He should not have spoken to you like that. Whether someone has money or not, everyone deserves respect. We are all equal. We should not look down on others.”
Zhang Zijun smiled. His words carried genuine sincerity, not a trace of hypocrisy.
Luo Chen smiled too, then asked Zhang Zijun,
“According to your boss, you should not have given me the flyer. I am quite curious. Why did you give it to me?”
“Judging people purely by appearances is not accurate,” Zhang Zijun replied.
“Besides, he probably overlooked a few details. Before I handed you the flyer, I actually paid attention. Sir, you always carry a very calm aura, something most young people do not have. And I could see confidence in your eyes.”
“Most importantly, although your clothes are casual, there is not a speck of dust on them. The strangest thing is your cloth shoes. Even the soles are clean.”
“So I felt that even if you do not have money, you are definitely not an ordinary person,” Zhang Zijun concluded.
Luo Chen laughed. He probably had not even noticed that detail himself. Because of the Taiji Scripture, even without protective qi, an invisible airflow always circulated around his body, keeping dust away.
But he had not expected this young man to notice such fine points.
“Actually, I waited here on purpose to apologise to you,” Zhang Zijun said with another smile.
“Oh?” Luo Chen grew interested. The other man had waited half an hour.
“I think whether in business or in work, reputation matters a lot. Maybe you will not buy a house, but you might recommend me to people around you,” Zhang Zijun smiled, sounding very talkative.
Then he turned the question back to Luo Chen.
“Do you think I am very stupid?”
“You really are fucking stupid. If you keep this up, I will fire you. You actually went behind my back to chat with this poor bastard again. Does the company pay you to stand around chatting?”
Suddenly the sales supervisor appeared from nowhere and started cursing at Zhang Zijun.
“Sorry, boss. I know I was wrong,” Zhang Zijun said with a wry grin.
“How many times have I told you? You never learn. Look at how he is dressed. Can he afford a house? He probably does not even have a job!” The sales supervisor pointed at Luo Chen while scolding Zhang Zijun.
“Our Blue Sky Grand Court flats are nearly a million each. Someone like him can afford one? Can you stop wasting time on people who cannot buy houses?” the sales supervisor cursed again.
“People like him with no money are everywhere on the street. What is the point of talking to someone who cannot afford a house?”
To a young man like Luo Chen, who clearly looked poor from his clothes, there was no need to talk about respect. Mocking him right in front of his face did not feel wrong at all to this sales supervisor.
In his eyes, only the rich deserved respect. The poor deserved to be ridiculed.
“We should be looking for quality clients, clients with money.”
Beep beep!
A car horn sounded.
Then a Lamborghini pulled up by the roadside.
Wang Fei stepped out with a briefcase and walked towards Luo Chen.
The moment the sales supervisor saw this, his face changed instantly. He put on a big smile and hurried over.
He even said to Zhang Zijun,
“See? That is the kind of person we want as a client.” The sales supervisor was very confident in his ability to judge people.
“Hello, sir. Looking to buy a house?”
“No, thank you!” Wang Fei did not even glance at the sales supervisor. He walked straight to Luo Chen.
The sales supervisor followed behind Wang Fei, stunned. Did they know each other?
“Brother Luo, the ten million you gave for the last batch of materials has all been spent. But actually, we can start selling flats now because pre-sales are allowed.”
“Let us talk about it back at Sea Moon View,” Luo Chen nodded.
Brother Luo? Ten million? And a Lamborghini sports car? This…?