After drawing the decoration design drawing, Song Bin went back to bed and went to sleep.

Beside her, Xiang Wanying had already heard the sound of even breathing.

Song Bin moved to her side, and Xiang Wanying naturally turned around and shrunk into his arms.

Just as Song Bin was about to fall asleep, a stabbing pain suddenly came from his neck.

When she lowered her head, Xiang Wanying actually bit him.

Xiang Wanying muttered: "Hmph! Give you a stamp, let you have a longer memory, and sleep!"

......

After a night of nothing, Song Bin cooked the porridge early the next morning and went to work with the chic strawberries around his neck.

When he arrived at the Fuxing property, when he put the porridge on Shu Lin's desk.

Shu Lin's strange gaze fell on the small strawberry around his neck.

She covered her mouth and chuckled: "I was bullied by my daughter-in-law last night and paid the public food?"

Song Bin blushed, handed breakfast to Shu Lin, and left in a panic.

Just as I was about to start work, the phone rang, and it was a farmer and a couple.

Picked up the phone and asked Song Bin when he could see the house.

Now, of course.

It's just that the previous suite has been taken away by Xu Xian, but what Xu Xian couldn't imagine was that Song Bin was about to sell the house in Yao Mengyun's hand.

The migrant couple said they could go to see the house after work in the afternoon.

In the morning and afternoon, Song Bin and the employees of Fuxing Real Estate distributed flyers together, or went to the community to stuff small advertisements for sale.

Song Bin's goal is different from theirs, his goal is more precise, more precise and precise.

After a day of handing out leaflets, Song Bin dragged his tired body back to the real estate company and began to call one by one to confirm, at least 200 calls a day.

It's a lot of work, but it's fulfilling.

Many of the flyer advertisements sent out by Song Bin have been rewarded.

One day, Shu Lin also helped him make the decoration concept map on the computer.

Song Bin was very satisfied......

At the point, I made an appointment with the migrant worker couple to go to Xiang Wanying's house to see the house.

At the entrance of the community, migrant workers and their wives arrived as promised.

Song Bin first gave them a smile and said: "I'm really sorry, last time my wife was sick and hospitalized, there was really no way." ”

"Are you two thirsty? ”

The migrant worker couple frowned slightly and asked, "Why isn't it the place where we last looked at the house?"

Song Bin replied embarrassedly: "The house I saw last time has been sold......"

The faces of the two migrant workers and their wives instantly fell: "Aren't you delaying things?

"We would have looked at the house in good ......," the woman chattered with a grumbling face.

The man comforted a little: "Okay! Xiao Song, what do you say about this house?"

Song Bin smiled slightly and replied, "Don't worry, this time the house will definitely satisfy you than the one you saw last time." ”

"Manager Song?" Yao Mengyun's voice sounded behind him.

Song Bin hurriedly smiled and introduced: "Mrs. Ma! Let me introduce you, these two are here to see the house!"

Yao Mengyun's face was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but praise: "Manager Song, your work efficiency is really high. ”

The migrant worker asked suspiciously: "Second-hand housing?"

Song Bin nodded seriously: "Yes! Second-hand house, but this house, after decoration, it will be new again." The price of a second-hand house is a quarter cheaper than a first-hand house!"

"You two take a look at the house first, I will never cheat you. ”

The two followed Song Bin into the community suspiciously.

While walking, Song Bin introduced to them the room type and some advantages of Yao Mengyun's house.

"Both, your son will get married in the future, and he still needs a bride price...... If you spend all your money just by buying a house, what will you do with your wife?"

"You are from the countryside, and the invitation to this house is from you to move out brick by brick, and it is the hard-earned money sewn out by stitch and thread. If you cheat your money, is it still a human being? Your needs are from the countryside to the county seat, first find a place to settle down, take root. As long as it takes root, then everything will be convenient in the future, isn't it? Except that the community is an old community, this house is not bad at all. ”

"Neighborhood, kindergarten, elementary school...... Hospitals, are very close and convenient. What's more important is that it is not far from where you work, so in the future, when your son gets married, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to take care of your grandson?"

Hearing Song Bin say this, the two of them thought about it, but what they said made sense.

Indeed, Song Bin took them to see new houses before, and the economic pressure on them as a pair of migrant workers was indeed a bit great.

Moreover, there is no prospect for their future jobs, and their future income will definitely be slowly declining.

When they buy a new house, they have to pay off the mortgage for decades, and they are almost forty years old, and in ten or twenty years, will they be able to move?

If their son has a profit, he can buy his own house in the future.

So for them, second-hand housing is far more suitable than first-hand housing.

When I arrived at Yao Mengyun's house, the door was open.

There was also some noise coming from inside.

When I entered the door, there were a few other people looking at the house.

Yao Mengyun's husband, Mr. Ma is also there.

The two looked at each other, and there was surprise in their eyes.

Then Mr. Ma instantly smiled and said, "Wife, Manager Xu has brought someone to see the house!"

"I've brought someone to see the house, too. ”

The migrant worker couple frowned: "How can there be someone else here? In this case, wouldn't it be possible to raise the housing price?"

Don't even think about it, this is Xu Xian's ghost.

Song Bin had no choice but to explain with a smile that she didn't know that her family had also entrusted Xu Xian.

Yao Mengyun was also quite embarrassed to explain, saying that this should have been commissioned when she was looking for Xu Xian to buy a house before.

I didn't expect to bump into it today.

Yao Mengyun pulled her husband aside, her face was displeased, and said that he had entrusted Song Bin, and he knew that Xu Xian and Song Bin were rivals, so why did they still find someone to come and see the house.

Mr. Ma had an indifferent expression on his face, saying that this house must be sold to whoever gives the highest price, and if there is a bargain, it will not be taken advantage of, isn't that stupid?

Yao Mengyun gave him a roll of his eyes......

Song Bin took the migrant couple to see the house first.

This suite fits their standards very well, it doesn't cost much to renovate and there is plenty of space.

They are satisfied, worried, just the price of the house.

But the difficult thing is that the customers brought by Xu Xian also took a fancy to this house under her rhetoric.

Xu Xian glanced at Song Bin quite defiantly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a touch of disdain.

That's it, you still want to fight with her?

Xu Xian's two clients were a young couple, young but fashionably dressed.

Customers like them do not have very large requirements for the size of the house, and even second-hand houses they can't bear such great financial pressure.

That is, there is a house that is more suitable for them.

Song Bin smiled and greeted the two young customers: "Hello, I am the sales manager of Fuxing Real Estate......