Shu Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly asked Song Bin what he could do.

Song Bin smiled and asked her, what if she got the customer that Xu Xian couldn't handle? If he sold the house that Xu Xian didn't want, and sold it to her customer, what would Xiaohongwu think of her?

What will the rest of the real estate companies think of Xu Xian?

She is also an old man in real estate sales, but she can't be an old man, even if she has problems, if she can't even compare her professional ability to a newcomer, then who else wants her?

Shu Lin fell into deep thought, and she asked worriedly, "But you, can you do it?"

Song Bin smiled lightly and quipped: "Can a man say that he can't do it? Besides, we have no other way, a dead horse is a live horse doctor!"

Shu Lin drank the porridge and said, "Okay! Then I'll leave this piece to you!"

Song Bin patted his chest, full of confidence: "I will work hard." ”

After leaving the office, Song Bin began to look for a suitable house for Mr. Ma's family.

But looking for a suitable one among the remaining inferior properties is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

It may be difficult for others, but for Song Bin, with his strong memory and super observational power, it is not an impossible task.

Song Bin can find some shining points that others can't find, not only looking at people and things, Song Bin also has his unique understanding.

He tends to see a person or something in a multifaceted way.

After rummaging through more than a dozen low-quality houses, Song Bin screened out three houses that might be suitable for Mr. Ma's family.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Mrs. Ma, and she asked Song Bin if she had time to come to her house to see the house.

Of course, there is time.

Yao Mengyun sent him a location, and Song Bin hurriedly rushed over.

Yao Mengyun's home is in Hongya Garden, about eight or nine years old community, the geographical location here is good, close to the subway station, there is a kindergarten, and what surprised Song Bin is that Hongya Garden is not far from the place where migrant workers and couples work.

At the gate of the community, Song Bin saw the small supermarket outside the door, he gritted his teeth, bought two bottles of drinks, bought a carton of milk, and a Rubik's Cube.

It probably cost Song Bin a hundred yuan.

Carrying something, Song Bin knocked on the door of Yao Mengyun's house.

After a while, the door opened, and Yao Mengyun had a big belly and was wearing a loose nightdress.

A seventeen or eight-year-old boy sat on the sofa watching TV, and the floor was littered with all kinds of toys that had been dismantled by children.

Yao Mengyun hurriedly welcomed Song Bin into the door: "What else are you bringing here?" Please sit down, it's hot outside! Rest for a while, I'll pour you a glass of water." ”

Song Bin waved his hand: "No need, I'll take a look at the house first." When you are pregnant with a child, you need to take care of your body and you can't stay up late all the time. ”

He gave the Rubik's Cube to the child, and the child politely said thank you.

Then Song Bin began to look at the house and helped clean up her house.

Song Bin said: "Mrs. Ma, I'll take a few photos and help you hang them on the Internet to see if anyone buys them." Your house faces north and south, and the house type is also very good, which is very suitable for the current public taste, and it should not be difficult to sell. ”

"Okay, can I ask. ”

You say. ”

"How much can I sell for this house?" asked Yao Mengyun.

Song Bin roughly estimated and said: "Your house is 98 square meters, according to the price of second-hand housing, about 700,000 yuan, because the price of second-hand housing is generally a quarter cheaper than that of first-hand housing." ”

"It is recommended that you quote 780,000 yuan, so that there is a price floating there, and it is also convenient for buyers to bargain. ”

Yao Mengyun thought for a moment and said, "Then can you help me sell this house?"

Song Bin smiled and replied that of course she could, this house was very easy to sell.

After tidying up the house and taking photos, Song Bin took out a commission contract.

"Miss Yao, we need the head of the household to sign this, and then we have to make it clear to you that we need to take 2% of the transaction price of the house. ”

"It doesn't matter...... I have been looking at the new house for half a year, I have seen any house, in fact, I have also thought about it, I do ask a little harsh, and close to the kindergarten, but also close to the primary school, but also the storage room, the price can not be too expensive. Where can I find this kind of house? Manager Song, do you think I'm asking too much? Can I buy such a house?"

Song Bin replied to her with a smile: "Not too much, not too much at all." And I promise you'll find the perfect home. ”

"Then I'll trouble you, Manager Song. Yao Mengyun breathed a long sigh of relief, and the always serious expression on his face finally eased.

"The little things, that's what we should do. ”

After finishing it, Song Bin was about to start preparing Yao Mengyun's house.

Fuxing real estate has a runway house, this house has a strange room type, two bedrooms and a living room, a living room and a bedroom together.

But the other bedroom is far from the living room and needs to walk a long runway.

This runway is even longer than the entire span of the entire house, and it stands to reason that normal people would never choose such a house.

Among all the current listings of Fuxing Real Estate, there is only one that can meet Yao Mengyun's requirements for surrounding facilities.

Back at Fuxing Real Estate, Song Bin began to look up some room designs about runway houses on the Internet.

He already had a rough concept map in his head.

At this moment, a shrill voice came from outside the door.

It's Zhouji.

He walked up to Song Bin and looked at his computer with a smile: "Runway house? Yo, you don't want to sell this house, do you?"

"This house has not been sold in the happy community for seven or eight years!"

Song Bin gave him a roll of his eyes: "Just because others can't sell it doesn't mean that I can't sell it, it's not harder to sell than a haunted house, right?"

The corners of Zhou Ji's mouth twitched, and he mocked: "This house is much more difficult to sell than a haunted house." ”

"I thought there would be any new countermeasures for your store, but I didn't expect that? Shu Lin's strategy is to sell all the houses that have been backlogged and can't be sold?"

"Yes!" Song Bin replied to him expressionlessly.

"Song Bin, I've washed the bowl, I'll trouble you for breakfast in the future!" At this time, Shu Lin came out of the office with a bowl, and by coincidence, she happened to see Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji's gaze stayed on the insulated lunch box in Shu Lin's hand, and he turned his head to look at Song Bin again.

His mouth twitched and he sneered, "Shu Lin, I didn't expect you to be so ...... Indescribable?"

Shu Lin had a cold face: "What I have to do with you has nothing to do with it, and we don't welcome you here." ”

Zhou Ji's face was full of gloom, and he smiled at Song Bin, obviously wanting Song Bin to look good.

After driving Zhou Ji away, Song Bin took the lunch box and asked, "I want to discuss with you about the runway room." ”

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