Song Bin went out of Fuxing real estate and went to see the house first.

There are a total of three houses, and Song Bin has written down the room type, the surrounding supermarkets, schools, kindergartens, hospitals and some important facilities.

In addition, Song Bin wrote down the time from the community to the hospital, school, subway station, bus station, etc.

The available space, lighting, etc. of the three houses have been investigated.

However, there is a problem, the price of these houses exceeds the budget of migrant workers.

Just as the house in the happy community was recording data, they suddenly opened.

"Sir, this house, north and south, the lighting is very good, two bedrooms and a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom, it is a very good house type, whether it is the space or the surrounding public facilities are not far from here......"

At a glance around the corner, Xu Xian's figure came into view.

"Why are you here?" the two men asked each other.

Song Bin's gaze unconsciously shifted to the client, who was a young couple, and the woman had a big belly, apparently pregnant.

The man was bespectacled, meticulously dressed, and looked polite, and he had a Ford Mondeo car key in his hand.

It seems to be a petty bourgeois family, and the family should have a little money and can afford to buy a house.

It's just that the woman's expression is always cold, and she is looking at the house very seriously.

Song Bin estimated that the couple could afford to buy a house, but they couldn't make up their minds because of certain concerns.

It's just that it will be difficult for these two couples to deal with because they will always have many concerns.

As a result, even if they look at many houses, even if they find a satisfactory house, they may not be able to make up their minds to buy a house.

The man looked at Song Bin, frowned slightly, and asked Xu Xian, "Why is there still someone here to come to see the house?"

Xu Xian hurriedly smiled and explained: "He's a new employee of Fuxing Real Estate, and I don't know what he's doing here, but don't worry, since I've got the key to this house, it means that the landlord of this house has entrusted me." ”

"Entrusting you?"

Song Bin just sneered at her twice, and then said to the young couple: "Two, at present, this house is still under the banner of our Fuxing Real Estate, which means that the landlord has not yet entrusted it to Manager Xu, and Manager Xu was fired by our Fuxing Real Estate yesterday, as for the reason for her dismissal, I will not say! ”

The two customers looked at Xu Xian with a hint of vigilance.

Song Bin continued: "If you need to see a house, you can find us Fuxing Real Estate, we have professionals to select a house for you, and you will definitely be able to find the house you want." ”

Xu Xian just sneered: "Song Bin, you might as well call the landlord now, to see if the landlord is still willing to entrust this house to your Fuxing real estate." ”

Song Bin didn't call, but held his chin high and his attitude was surprisingly tough.

He said: "I don't care if the landlord has entrusted the property to Fuxing or not, but there is one thing, now you don't have the right to sell the house for the customer. Even if the landlord is not ready to entrust the house to us Fuxing Real Estate, you should still get the corresponding contract documents to be eligible to recommend it to the client. ”

"Although I am a newcomer, I know that your behavior is irresponsible to the customer and will also waste the customer's valuable time. ”

Song Bin continued: "Also, as far as I know, you were fired yesterday, and you shouldn't have completed the new entry procedures today, right?"

"Dare I ask you which real estate agency you are currently working for, and what name do you use to recommend properties to clients?"

Xu Xian was a little surprised that a low-level employee she looked down on and completely disdained could dare to confront her.

This brought Xu Xian a sense of huge disparity......

The two customers also frowned slightly, and said, "Manager Xu, I think we still need to think about this house, otherwise we will come back when you get the landlord's entrustment contract?"

"This ......" Xu Xian's face changed, and she hurriedly said, "Mr. Ma, Mrs. Ma." I'm not looking at you in a hurry to buy a house, I've already negotiated with the landlord about this house, and now it's a matter of documents. Let's look at the house first, no problem at all. ”

Song Bin then added fuel and vinegar: "Manager Xu, this is not a simple document! Buying a house is a big deal, and any link must have legal effect, I think you, as a veteran employee who has been in Fuxing real estate for so many years, should not know this, right?"

"Or are you not caring about the customer at all? Just for the sake of your sales performance, you want to sell the house quickly?"

"Have you put yourself in the shoes of these two customers? Do you know what exactly they need? Huh?"

Song Bin's question really stopped Xu Xian.

Xu Xian's promotion of the house has always been an exaggeration, and she will sell the house first.

Many of her clients are often new to buying a house, or feel that they have taken advantage of it in the months they have moved in, but as long as they stay for a longer period of time, they will feel all kinds of discomfort and awkwardness.

In fact, Xu Xian's method is not uncommon, and many real estate sales will use this method to sell the house.

It can only be said that Xu Xian's method is more mature and experienced, and customers are often frightened by her and buy a house in a daze.

Song Bin, as a newcomer, and as a man who does not have a house and is still adrift with a family in Haicheng, he understands the importance of a house for them.

Without a house of your own, it always feels like wandering.

It feels like you'll never belong in the city, never accepted into this cold stone forest.

For Song Bin, selling a house is not only to make money, but also to choose a satisfactory house for his clients.

He remembered that Shu Lin had said that every house had its own owner......

Song Bin stepped forward, handed out a business card to the pair of customers, and introduced with a smile: "Mr. Ma, is Mrs. Ma right? I am not trying to stumble Manager Xu, nor am I worried that she will rob us of the business of Fuxing real estate, but I put myself in your shoes, in fact, this house is not suitable for you." ”

The man's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Why do you say this?"

"Looking at your appearance, you should have a high education, right? At least you are a cultural person, although I am just a rough person, and my life is only firewood, rice, oil and salt. But I know that you are not the same as us, you have poetry and distance, and you need your own independent space. So, you have to have a study, or a space where you can be alone. ”

"There is no storage room in this house!"

The man smiled and said, "You're wrong!"