Song Bin then asked the building manager, is the house of Green Island Homestead the meaning of Fuxing real estate?

The building manager looked embarrassed and explained: "Store Manager Song, it stands to reason that I took your money, so I have to do something for you." It's really unruly for me to do this, but you also know that I'm just a small sales manager, and some things are really powerless!"

"That's it! I gave you the housing contract, and I'll give you back the six thousand yuan. ”

Song Bin waved his hand, smiled and said, "Manager Lou, you're out there." The listing information said that I bought it. ”

The building manager showed a puzzled expression and asked, "But you can't get the house from me." ”

"I'll give you a deal, not only me, almost all the sales departments in Haicheng, it's almost impossible for you to get a first-hand listing, I can't do anything for you with the 6,000 yuan, and I'm embarrassed to take it." ”

The building manager saw that Song Bin was really sincere in his words, and he also looked like he was doing things, and he would be a man.

And he breached the contract first, not only did Song Bin not bother him, but he didn't even think about asking for the six thousand yuan.

He was also a little embarrassed, so he told Song Bin the truth.

Song Bin then asked: "What does it mean to Fuxing real estate?"

The manager only replied that he didn't know, but one thing was that almost all real estate agents in this area would boycott their family.

He sighed and asked how Song Bin could provoke Fuxing Real Estate, and even asked Fuxing Real Estate to boycott them together with other real estate agencies in Haicheng.

Song Bin shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know either.

He just wanted to work honestly and make money, and he didn't think about touching anyone's interests at all.

Fuxing Real Estate didn't want him to do it, so he left, where would he have thought that Shu Lin would also go with him.

But if there was no Shu Lin, Song Bin's store would not be so easy to open.

Come to think of it, even if Shu Lin is not there, Zhou Ji may not let him go so easily.

After understanding the situation clearly, Song Bin left the sales department of Green Island Home.

Before leaving, the building manager gave Song Bin a document and told Song Bin to keep it secret.

He called the managers of the rest of the sales department in Haicheng, and the result was the same, they all said that there was no house.

Song Bin was busy for a week, but he didn't expect the bamboo basket to be empty.

Back at Fuxing Real Estate, Song Bin sat on the sofa, smoking one cigarette after another.

Shu Lin and Da Zhu looked at each other, looked at Song Bin, and didn't know how to ask him.

In the end, it was Shu Lin who broke the silence and asked him what was wrong.

Song Bin sighed and told them the truth.

Dazhu's stubborn temper immediately came up, and the scolding must be Zhou Ji's dog's ghost,

Song Bin said that this matter really has little to do with Zhou Ji, Shu Lin was designated by Fuxing Real Estate to be the branch manager of Haicheng, even if there was no Zhou Ji, Fuxing Real Estate might still be involved in them.

Zhou Ji is at most adding oil and vinegar.

"Damn! Lao Tzu went to find him, let's open our shop, what kind of is about him?" Dazhu was huffing, and he was about to rush out the door when he found a wooden stick.

Song Bin hurriedly stopped him: "What's the use of you going to find Zhou Ji? Give him a beating? Give him a beating, we can't solve the problem, and then we will be reasonable and unreasonable." ”

He ordered, "Sit down, let's figure it out together." ”

The three of them sat on the sofa, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they all stared at each other with big eyes.

Shu Lin suddenly asked, "What about Miss Zhou?"

Song Bin shook his head: "Don't mention this matter again." ”

Dazhu asked curiously, "What did you do that night? You wouldn't do anything excessive to others, would you?"

Song Bin gave him a roll of his eyes: "I said that Miss Zhou seduced me, do you believe me?"

The two covered their mouths and looked at him in surprise: "Song Bin, you won't really ......"

"Don't think about it, you two, I'm a man with a wife, and I would never do that kind of thing. I'm holding on to ......."

"Binzi, I don't understand this, why? It's obviously you taking advantage of it, but you don't do it, so Miss Zhou doesn't want to buy a house?"

Song Bin nodded.

Shu Lin took a deep breath and said with a slight tone: "We can only hand out leaflets." ”

Song Bin said: "Actually, it's not that bad, we can still do the house of Green Island Homestead, I have already said hello to the building manager, he can't give us a commission, but he gave me a piece of information." ”

"That's not a lot of money!"

"What information?" asked Shu Lin.

Song Bin said that the phone number of the head of the Green Island Homestead is just that we have to give the building manager a 1,000 yuan introduction fee for each transaction.

He smiled, and Song Bin knew that the manager of this building still refused to let them go.

Why doesn't he do anything that can make money?

As long as Song Bin doesn't say it stupidly, the building manager bites Song Bin to death because he is looking for the house, then it has nothing to do with him.

The head of the household is willing to sell the house, but can he stop the family from selling?

Song Bin divided the documents and asked Dazhu and Shu Lin to call the head of the household together.

Ask the owner of Green Island Homes if he has any intention of selling the house.

After two hours on the phone, as soon as I heard that they were selling the house, I either hung up the phone or scolded them.

When encountering a little polite, it also means that they have no intention of selling the house.

Shu Lin's mouth was dry when she called, poured a glass of water, sighed and said: "Song Bin, the Green Island home has just been sold for a short time, and many of them are the heads of households who have only moved in in the past half a year, and they only think about selling the house unless they have a problem with their brains." ”

"And the house of Green Island Home is also easy to sell, and it is listed in the real estate agency, so I am afraid that it will not be sold in a week. I saw that the building manager didn't really want to cooperate with us at all, and I was afraid that you would trouble him because of the 6,000 yuan to give you this document. ”

Song Bin didn't speak and continued to make phone calls.

During the break, Dazhu's phone rang.

It's an unfamiliar number, he picks up.

A familiar voice came from over there: "Xiong Zhizhu?"

Dazhu frowned slightly and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"Hehe! What we met today, I am the manager of the Fuxing real estate branch on Yangtze River Avenue, Zhou Ji. ”

"It's you who stumble on us, isn't it? What do you mean by calling now? Show off your might? Tell you, don't let me see you, or I'll look good with you." ”

Dazhu hung up the phone after speaking.

But there was only Zhou Ji's laughter on the other end of the phone: "Don't regret if you hang up my phone now." ”

Dazhu hesitated for a while, wondering what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd, so he said: "If you have something, say it quickly, if you have a fart, I don't have time to listen to your chatter here." ”

"I know that your store is now gone, and there is no sales department to work with you. You have no background, no capital, almost nothing, how long can you last? Listen to my advice, stop it, isn't it good to work in peace?"

"I saw your design drawings, so let's do it, you come to me, I'll give you a monthly salary of seven thousand, you can think about it!"