By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
Afternoon time.
Shen Jiayi, having taken the father and daughter duo to see houses all day, returned to her small agency.
She was immediately greeted with two mocking remarks from her colleagues.
"Isn't this Shen who hasn't sold a single property?"
"What happened with you today? I heard you even took them to see that siheyuan in Nanluo Gu Alley; did you manage to sell it or not?"
News sure travels fast.
Of course, that wasn't without reason.
It was mainly because Yang Wei, who had taken the bus with her, blabbed about it.
Shen Jiayi shook her head, "No, they said they need to consider it a bit."
"What a pretense," Yang Wei sneered. "Jiayi, I'm not trying to lecture you as a senior, but to succeed in our line of work, the most important thing is to have a keen eye, to judge people accurately, so you don't waste time.