But in Chiang Xiao's view, the interior was already plastered, and the cement floor was even polished smooth—it was quite good. In a few more years, entering the nineties, the value of this place would definitely more than double.
Besides, she was really in a hurry, so she didn't plan to look around much.
The man had said directly that he was bringing her to see this one with a good view first, and she found the man to be quite honest, telling her everything, even mentioning that only a few units had been sold.
This was completely different from those smooth-talking real estate agents in later years.
"Uncle, could you drop two thousand? I'll buy it right away." Chiang Xiao smiled at the man, "I really want to buy it."
Unexpectedly, the man agreed.
