Unsurprisingly, they did come the next day.

Surprisingly, Miss Zhou also came.

She was wearing a professional OL hip skirt, full of temperament, and she looked straight at the eyes of several men in the store.

"What? Don't you welcome me?"

Song Bin hurriedly smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome, of course welcome! It's just that you came to work in my small shop, which makes me a little flattered." ”

"In this way, I will temporarily give you a salary of 5,000 a month, personnel management, financial settlement, etc., and I will leave it to you. ”

Miss Zhou patted her chest and said confidently, "No problem." ”

"What about us?" asked Li Zhou and Wu Qun.

Song Bin knew that they were very short of money, so he used Shu Lin's set and handed them a stack of leaflets and asked them to send them out first.

But everyone needs to get at least 50 phone numbers, whether it's a buyer or a seller.

At the same time, they are also required to collate the profiles of these customers.

It is as big as the name and address, as big as the hobby, daily life, what kind of work.

The two didn't understand why they had to investigate the house in such detail, but Song Bin gave them the task to do it, and it wasn't that they didn't have the money to get it.

For a customer's information, Song Bin gave them twenty yuan.

Fifty is a thousand dollars.

Let them do this, first of all, Song Bin wants to understand their analytical ability and keen observation.

If they're a little smarter, they'll know what kind of person looks like they're going to buy or sell a house.

Who wouldn't buy a house at all......

After Song Bin arranged the task, Miss Zhou sat in the store.

She didn't have anything else to do, but she thought that since she was a personnel manager, she would help Song Bin recruit her.

After explaining the matter, Song Bin went out with Dazhu.

You always have to take a taxi when you go out, and it's inconvenient to pick up your wife and children when you have something.

Miss Zhou's two Infiniti were too expensive, and Song Bin didn't dare to open them.

Before Shu Lin left, she said that she would give him the keys to the BMW, but Song Bin was embarrassed to ask for it.

It seems that buying a car also has to be put on the agenda.

On the way, Dazhu asked Song Bin where he was going.

Song Bin told him mysteriously that he would know when he arrived.

The two went to a village on the outskirts of Haicheng West District.

got out of the car, Dazhu still couldn't figure out what Song Bin was here for.

Song Bin bought some fruit, chopped two catties of pork, and bought a carton of milk.

Now Song Bin is not as cost-effective as before, and he doesn't have to hesitate for a long time to take a taxi.

Now for Song Bin, time is money, and he is not stingy at all when he spends dozens of yuan on a taxi.

Song Bin asked an old man in the village for directions and asked him where Dai Hongyi's house was.

The villagers told him about the highest place in the village.

The kind-hearted villagers took him to Dai Hongyi's house.

When Song Bin saw the house made of adobe, bricks and thatch, he couldn't even believe it, this was actually a house, and it could live in people?

Are you sure it's not a pig barn, a cow barn or something?

Da Zhu and Song Bin glanced at each other, and their eyes were also full of shock.

The door is still a wooden door, if you don't see it with your own eyes, Song Bin even thinks that this is a rural house in the seventies and eighties of the last century.

Is Dai Hongyi's family so poor?

They knocked on the door, and it took half a minute for it to open.

In front of them was an old lady on crutches and over the age of Jiazi.

The old lady's eyes were always squinting, and she was blind.

She was wearing a torn cotton dress, and even a lot of cotton wool was turned out.

The inside of the house was dark and damp, and when I opened the door, a musty smell came out.

"Is Hongyi back?" the old woman asked excitedly.

Song Bin helped her, took her hand and said, "Grandma, we are friends of Dai Hongyi, he can't come back these days, get rid of us and come to see you." ”

"And let us bring you something to eat!"

Song Bin gave Da Zhu a look, and Da Zhu took out the things in his hand and put them in the room.

Grandma smiled and said that this grandson of hers has filial piety, runs projects outside, and always goes home less.

But as soon as she gets home, she will definitely bring her something to eat.

But she didn't know where her grandson was running the project, he was clearly a thief!

She was blind and couldn't see.

Song Bin and Dazhu entered the house.

The house was in a mess, and the old woman didn't know that the tables, chairs, and benches were lying on the ground.

When I entered the kitchen, the inside of the kitchen pot was boiled like pig food.

The two of them couldn't believe it, this old woman eats this at home?

It's early winter and it's cold.

Entering the bedroom, the old lady's bed was covered with a pile of thatch, blackened, moldy, and heavily damp torn cotton wool.

Song Bin and Dazhu both looked sideways slightly, and anyone who saw this scene would feel sympathy in their hearts.

The old woman pulled the two of them, cautiously, and worriedly asked, "How is my family Hongyi now? Is he okay outside? I haven't been home for almost half a month." ”

"Alas...... He hadn't been out for that long before. ”

The old lady didn't know that her precious grandson was in the detention center at this time.

Song Bin comforted: "Don't worry, your grandson is very good! This time I met a big business, and I may make a lot of money with a single order! Don't worry!"

The old lady sighed again: "My grandson is filial, he will make money when he is a teenager, and he has been making money to take care of me for the past seven or eight years." ”

"Pity me, a blind old lady, I can't do anything, but I'm dragging him down!"

"You say, will any girl take a fancy to our family?"

Song Bin paused, smiled and said, "There will be!"

"Don't worry, your grandson will be back tomorrow!"

"That's good...... Thank you! I don't know what you're adding!"

Song Bin and Dazhu briefly introduced themselves.

Then he said to the old lady, "Grandma, you stay at home first, let's go out for a while, and come back later!"

"Oh!

Although the old lady was blind, she stood at the door and kept looking, her eyes full of reluctance.

Apparently this old man was always home alone, and he must have been very lonely.

Song Bin and Dazhu left Dai Hongyi's house.

Dazhu shuddered, wrapped his clothes tightly, and said, "It's all the 21st century, I it, there are still such poor people?"

"Isn't there a subsidy for such a lonely old man?"

Song Bin smiled: "Subsidy? Give her a blind old woman, people will find money for her, which one is one hundred and which one is fifty?"

"Besides, when we were in school, you didn't know who the poverty subsidies were. ”

As soon as Song Bin said this, Dazhu's heart was half cold.

He asked, "What about the eldest grandson that the old lady talked about? Isn't the eldest grandson going to make money? And, Binzi, do you know that person named Dai Hongyi?"

Song Bin shook his head and smiled: "I don't know, but I know that the eldest grandson is staying in the detention center!"