Boss Li said that the house was not going to be sold to Song Bin.

Song Bin was puzzled and asked him why

Boss Li just said that let Song Bin get Miss Zhou's affairs done first.

I didn't say much, but Song Bin probably understood what Boss Li meant.

The relationship between Boss Li and Miss Zhou is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

What he cares about is that Song Bin helps him solve the problem, if there is no way to solve Miss Zhou's matter, then why help Song Bin again?

Boss Li is actually still a businessman, and he can't afford to be unprofitable.

Now all of Song Bin's plans are based on Boss Li's customers.

The façade has been rented, a total of 60,000 yuan has been spent, the money in their hands has been spent, but the customer is gone.

In addition, the decoration also costs money, and more than 15,000 yuan in Dazhu's hand is not enough.

What's more, this is Song Bin's plan to start, if there is no way to keep this list, let alone in the future.

Moreover, Boss Li has another layer of hidden meaning.

If Song Bin can't solve Miss Zhou's problem, then their cooperation may end here, and the relationship may be gone.

Song Bin didn't want to explain the reason to Boss Li, saying that Miss Zhou wanted to sleep with him?

It's one thing for Boss Li to believe it or not, but more importantly, Song Bin hasn't figured out the complicated relationship between the two of them, and I don't know if this matter will backfire if he says it.

The phone hangs up.

Dazhu looked at Song Bin's dejected appearance and asked him what was wrong.

Song Bin didn't know that in the face of Dazhu, it was he who patted his chest and promised to take Dazhu to make a fortune and make money with him.

Dazhu's father has already taken him home, waiting for his son to make money.

But now it's a bit of a seldom to protect itself......

He asked Dazhu for a cigarette, walked to the windowsill and began to swallow the clouds.

He told Dazhu to leave him alone.

Miss Zhou wanted him to be disloyal to Xiang Wanying, which Song Bin had absolutely no way to do.

But there is a very real problem in front of him, Xiang Wanying is full of confidence in him, and every day she is praying that he will step on the auspicious clouds to take her and the child home.

A month is not a long time, but it is not a short time......

Song Bin took a deep breath, extinguished the cigarette butt, and thought to himself that since Boss Li had no way to do it.

Then he'll come by himself, and the façade will be up anyway.

It's a big deal that he goes to find the property by himself and the customers by himself.

At the beginning, six orders were opened in Fuxing real estate every month, and now it is also possible.

Just do it......

Early the next morning, they first went to register their business licenses and completed all kinds of procedures.

Then Song Bin went to the sales department of Green Island Homestead.

Green Island Home is a newly built community in Haicheng, the geographical location is very good, and the publicity has not been less effort when it opens, which is suitable for ordinary wage earners.

To say that it is an ordinary wage earner is actually a huge pressure for many people.

A house is almost a million, the loan is repaid for twenty or thirty years, and the down payment is half a lifetime.

Ordinary people have almost all their lives in one suite.

Many sales departments actually cooperate with some real estate agents, and real estate agents will get a part of the commission for selling the house to the sales center.

It's just that the commission will be a little less than that of a private person, but this does not affect Song Bin's money.

Out of professional ethics, it is impossible for Song Bin to take away the customer information of Fuxing Real Estate before, and it is impossible to pry the list of Fuxing Real Estate.

The manager of a branch in Shulin was able to resign and come over to help him, which has made Fuxing real estate miserable enough.

Song Bin expressed his intention and met the manager of the sales department.

I have to say that it is not unreasonable to say that people rely on clothes and horses and saddles.

When the other party saw what he was wearing, they greeted him with a smile.

The sales manager was a middle-aged man with a big belly, with a pair of mung bean eyes and quietly looking at Shu Lin and Song Bin.

One word to describe, shrewd.

The fat manager smiled and asked, "Who are the two of you?"

Song Bin got straight to the point and said: "I am the manager of Lejia Real Estate, and I came today to talk about selling houses." ”

The fat manager lay on the chair with a smile and asked Song Bin: "Lejia Real Estate, why haven't I heard of it?"

Song Bin replied, "We have just opened. ”

"Newly opened?"

The fat manager was not as serious as just now, and even lit a cigarette and said, "Our Green Island Home is not short of customers at present, and can you sell the house with a newly opened store?"

"To be honest, many people buy houses now in regular large-scale stores, and you are a pheasant agency, and there is no competitiveness, in this case, why should I cooperate with you?"

Song Bin said: "This is the manager of our Haichengyuan Fuxing real estate branch, and I used to open six orders a month. ”

The fat manager paused, and said with a look of indifference: "Fuxing real estate, I have heard of it." Just the one who sold all the haunted houses, but that doesn't mean you're very capable, right?"

"If I can sell it myself, why should I entrust you with it? ”

Song Bin thought for a while and said, "I can sell those houses that can't be sold, of course, provided that there is nothing wrong with the house itself, the location is not good, or the floor is not suitable." ”

Help them sell the houses that are piled up and no one wants in a bad location, and the sales center will agree.

Many people don't want this kind of house, and they keep it and put it away, even if the real estate center asks for a part of the commission, they don't lose it.

But who knew that the fat manager still shook his head.

Shu Lin is puzzled, there are still people who don't make money by putting money?

This fat manager is so shrewd, he definitely won't put money and don't make money.

She was about to ask.

Song Bin pressed her down and said, "Manager Lou, let's do it, let's buy a copy of the listing information, can you see it?"

The building manager smiled: "We didn't sell this listing information originally." But since you can help me get rid of the piled houses, I'll sell this listing to you cheaply. ”

"Well, five thousand copies, how about it?"

Shu Lin's eyes widened: "Five thousand?"

The building manager's face did not change, and said lightly: "Five thousand copies, I won't force you, right? If it's too expensive, we can not buy it, and turn left when we go out." ”

Shu Lin said: "I have never cooperated with the sales department before, but I have never sold materials, how can I ask you for it." ”

The building manager said: "Others are others, and our Green Island Home has no shortage of customers, right?"

"We bought it. ”

Shu Lin pressed Song Bin: "What are you doing? Are you crazy? 5,000 yuan a piece of information, are you rich?"

Song Bin waved his hand: "It's okay, I think 5,000 yuan a document is quite cost-effective." ”

He immediately transferred 6,000 to the building manager and said, "The building manager, the other 1,000 is your hard work, say hello to the property and security guards, and it will be more convenient for us to show it." ”