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Meanwhile, Zhang Lan was sitting in Han Xiangning's office, cheerfully making a phone call.
"Sister Han Ning, are you sure it increased by two thousand?"
"Maybe even more."
"What's the agency listing now?"
"Some are listed at nine thousand six hundred, some at nine thousand three hundred. I went to look a few days ago; it seems like only two houses are for sale, and their floors aren't as good as ours."
"Then I'll list at nine thousand five hundred!"
Han Yu wanted to sell his house but couldn't, and Han Xiangning told Zhang Lan about it as a joke.
Zhang Lan couldn't believe the house she impulsively bought had increased by so much. She discussed with Xu Mingyuan over the phone last night and actually wants to sell their house in East Sea.
Han Ning couldn't believe her ears and asked, "Zhang Lan, do you really want to sell?"
"Yes, I'm really selling!"
"But if you sell the house now, you won't be able to change your household registration!"
