Xiang Wanying was still at a loss: "Every suite has its own owner?"

Song Bin put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her seriously: "You didn't eat pork liver originally, but now you are sick, so you have to eat it." ”

"For example, the house we are renting now, in the eyes of many people, it seems that we will not rent it at all, but we rent it, and it proves that this house has the points that meet our needs. ”

Song Bin's eyes were shining, full of excitement and confidence.

"So I believe that those so-called high-quality properties are only suitable for the general public customers, and those so-called low-quality properties must also have owners who are suitable for them. Wife, you are my angel!

Xiang Wanying was also happy for Song Bin from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at Song Bin's confident eyes and the self-motivation she has shown these days, Xiang Wanying feels that everything she has paid for Song Bin is worth it.

After eating, wash the dishes and chopsticks.

Xiang Wanying took a shower and lay on the bed.

Song Bin was not in a hurry to sleep, he rummaged through some housing information on his mobile phone.

Song Bin will write down all the information on the sale of houses, and will go to the comment area to see if there are some customers in need in the comment area.

Xiang Wanying was lying on the bed, holding her chin and looking at Song Bin like a nymphomaniac.

Before he knew it, it was already more than twelve o'clock, and Song Bin was a little dazzled.

The other side......

Mr. Ma's house is a two-bedroom apartment of about 90 square meters, but he lives in his family of four people.

Mr. Ma, Mrs. Ma, the eldest son, and Mr. Ma's mother.

Elderly people help take care of children at home......

At twelve o'clock, Mr. Ma and the children had already gone to bed, and the whole house was quiet.

In the darkness of the night, only the sound of their even breathing could be heard......

"Crunch~" and the door opened.

A light came through the cracks, and Mrs. Ma dragged her tired body home.

Turn on the flashlight on your phone, the house is a mess, clothes, toys are scattered everywhere.

Mrs. Ma exhaled deeply and casually cleaned up the clothes and toys scattered on the floor.

She cautiously pushed open the door, Mr. Ma turned over, and muttered, "There is mung bean soup in the kitchen!"

Mrs. Ma hummed softly, went out of the room with her notebook, scooped a bowl of mung bean soup in the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table to revise her thesis.

She exhaled a long breath and was about to start writing when she saw a business card on the dining table, which belonged to Song Bin.

They have been looking at the house for half a year, and in the past six months, the real estate sales manager has recommended no less than 20 houses to them.

But every time it's always so unsatisfactory.

Either there is a lack of storage rooms, or the surrounding facilities are too far away from the home to be convenient, or the price is out of budget.

She exhaled deeply, even wondering if she was asking too much.

Her eyes stayed on Song Bin's business card, looking at the confident gaze on the man's photo, and thinking back to what Song Bin said to them today.

She hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Song Bin.

Maybe this man can really pick the right house for her?

At this time, Song Bin is still brushing 58 City.

His eyelids were fighting, and he was already a little sleepy.

"Husband, go to sleep!"

Xiang Wanying's voice suddenly sounded behind Song Bin, he was startled, frowned and turned his head and asked, "Why don't you sleep yet?"

Xiang Wanying pouted and whispered, "Seeing that you are working so hard, I want to accompany you! I can't sleep if you don't sleep." ”

Song Bin touched her hair: "Good, you rest first, I'll take a look at ......"

Xiang Wanying was about to say something, but Song Bin's mobile phone suddenly rang, and a message came.

When I opened the message, it was Mrs. Ma.

"Manager Song, hello! I'm Yao Mengyun, and we met today. I would like to ask, can you really help us find the right house?"

When Song Bin saw this information, his eyes suddenly lit up, he was completely sleepy, and he immediately became motivated.

"Who?, why did you send you a message so late?" asked Xiang Wanying curiously.

He excitedly said, "Customer!"

Song Bin replied with a message: "Hello Mrs. Ma, I am sure I can help you find a house that suits your heart." Can you tell us about your specific requirements and budget?"

The message returned, and Song Bin's excited heart was pounding.

"Wife, maybe I'm going to open a bill. He asked for merit and reward, waited for Xiang Wanying to praise him, and then said: "This is the customer I deducted from Xu Xian, if you become your husband, the future will be bright......

Xiang Wanying sneered and gently twisted his ear: "I don't want you to be rich in the future, I just want you to go to bed quickly and don't exhaust yourself." ”

Song Bin scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

The phone rang again, and Mrs. Ma replied with a message: "That's right, I need a storage room to be converted into a study." Because my mother-in-law also lives with us, we need two bedrooms and one living room. When the child is born, he has to go to kindergarten, so he has to be close to kindergarten and primary school, not too far from the subway station, at least more than 90 square meters, and the budget for the down payment is about 400,000. ”

"In addition, there is another thing, I need to refer to you for reference, is it convenient for you to see?"

Song Bin searched in his head, thinking about whether there was a suitable listing.

But after looking all over the place, there was almost no suitable house for Mrs. Ma.

He thought about it, first learned about another thing about Mrs. Ma, so he replied with a message: "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Soon I received a message: "My old house needs to be sold to buy a new one, and I need your help to refer to how much the house I live in now can be sold." ”

"Come on, when do you have time, I'll go to your side?" Song Bin replied.

;“ Okay, let's make an appointment tomorrow!"

"Then you can rest early, and you can contact me at any time if you have any questions. ”

Probably done, Song Bin put down his phone and looked at Xiang Wanying with a smile.

Xiang Wanying kissed him and complimented: "Husband, you are awesome!"

"Hmph, it has to be!"

Early the next morning, Song Bin cooked porridge at home, thinking that Shu Lin must be under a lot of pressure during this time, so he brought an extra one and hurriedly went to Fuxing real estate.

When he arrived, the company opened.

Ma Hao is cleaning.

"Manager Ma, you can leave it alone, and I'll come later." Song Bin said.

"No, there aren't many people in the company now, and I don't have much to do. By the way, why are you so early today?"

"I came to the company to see if there was a suitable property...... By the way, is the store manager here?"

Ma Hao glanced at the office and sighed, "The store manager didn't sleep all night!"

Song Bin carried the porridge and knocked on Shu Lin's office.

It was still the same cold voice: "Please come in!"

With a smile, Song Bin entered Shu Lin's office.

"The porridge I brought you, let's go rest after eating! I have a way to deal with Xu Xian......