Cai Fatzi's series of ridicule made Nie Ling sober up from shock.

Seriously, the reason why Nie Ling said those words before was mainly to disgust this damn Cai Fat Man, as for whether she could sell a house of millions, she didn't have a bottom in her heart at all--- no, it's not bottomless, even she herself believed that it was a dream.

She has been working here for almost three months, and she has seen that the sales volume is only about 100,000, after all, 100,000 yuan in this era is quite valuable. Generally speaking, a 100-square-meter house in Zhonghai City is only 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, and if you want to sell 1 million, you have to sell more than a dozen houses in one go!

How is this possible?

It's an impossible task.

What's more, she also knows the pair of "high-quality customers" in front of her, isn't that one of them her own brother Nie Weidong, who is bankrupt?

Where does he have the money to buy a house? Now he is still renting a house in the demolition area.

As for the other one---

Nie Ling couldn't help but glance at Song Zhichao---

The first feeling is very good, at least in Nie Ling's opinion, Song Zhichao is very handsome, and he is also very gentle, and when he saw himself looking at him, he smiled at himself...... Uh, it feels very comfortable.

As for dressing up, Nie Ling has been studying in the sales department for so long, and when she looks at Song Zhichao's dress, she also knows that the overall gold content is not high--- white shirt, jeans, and power sail shoes, although the simple combination looks very refreshing, it is worth at most twenty or thirty yuan.

Although she had a judgment in her heart, Nie Ling didn't show any expression, but smiled at Song Zhichao, then went to the water dispenser, took two disposable water cups, took the tea, brought it over and put it in front of the two, and then sat down--- sitting posture was very standard, only sitting on a half-pulled chair, with a straight waist.

Nie Ling glanced at Song Zhichao with a smile, took out her business card and bowed slightly, handed it over with both hands very politely, and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Nie Ling--- please take care of me!"

Song Zhichao took the business card and nodded with a smile.

Nie Ling then handed the second business card to Nie Weidong and said, "Take care of me." His tone was much colder.

Nie Weidong's expression was a little embarrassed, but he thought that he could help Song Zhichao this time and help his sister, so he let it go.

"Ahem, sister, you're too much of an outsider. Nie Weidong picked up the water cup and took a sip and said, "To be honest with you, I'm not here to ask you for money, I haven't spent the money you stuffed me last time." ”

Nie Ling: "Then what are you going to do?" ”

"Buy a house. Nie Weidong replied very simply.

"You have money?" Nie Ling glanced at him.

"It's not me, it's him. Nie Weidong hurriedly pointed to Song Zhichao beside him, "It's him who bought the house, and I'll come over to help." ”

Nie Ling glanced at Song Zhichao and was silent.

Nie Weidong held the paper cup and drank saliva again, and said: "You can introduce me, this can also improve your performance--- I heard that you didn't even sell a house in March." ”

Nie Ling's face was a little ugly.

Nie Weidong coughed hurriedly and put down the paper cup, "Of course, I've only heard about this." ”

Nie Ling was silent.

Nie Weidong didn't know what to say.

All along, the two have avoided each other like this, and they really met, but they were unfamiliar again.

Helpless, Nie Weidong had no choice but to find something to say: "That, that fat man just now is your supervisor, the look in your eyes is wrong, and his speech is yin and yang, it doesn't look like a good thing...... Did he bully you, if he bullied you, you just tell me, I will beat him to death!" Nie Weidong waved his fists and made a ruthless appearance, but he forgot that he was brutalized yesterday, and he still had bruises on his face.

"Mind your own business. Nie Ling said, got up and picked up Nie Weidong's water cup, and went over to refill a glass of water for him.

Nie Weidong was a little embarrassed, and when he saw Nie Ling sitting down, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know that I am very useless, I have been beaten and beaten --- used to being beaten, but I always want to be brave in front of you...... You say that I brag or say that I want to save face, but in fact, I just want you to know that you still have someone to rely on in this world!"

Nie Ling was silent and glanced at her elder brother Nie Weidong.

Nie Weidong felt that what he said just now was sensational enough, but his sister seemed to ...... If you don't go on the road much, it's even more embarrassing.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Zhichao said: "Hello, I want to buy a house." ”

Nie Ling then remembered her own work, and hurriedly said to Song Zhichao: "I'm sorry, what kind of house do you need, I can help you introduce it." ”

Song Zhichao: "You are a professional, you can introduce a few." ”

Nie Ling hurriedly took out her housing information and recommended: "These are some small second-hand houses, which are very suitable for living alone, and the most important thing is that the price is cheap." Although Nie Ling doesn't expect her performance to break one million in three days, it is also very good to be able to sell a small second-hand house now, at least the performance is not zero.

Song Zhichao glanced at the information, and sure enough, there were some small-scale second-hand houses on them, which were also dilapidated from the photos, and there were clearly marked prices next to them--- 33,000, 38,000, and the most expensive was 40,000 yuan.

Nie Ling frowned when she saw Song Zhichao looking at these houses, and thought he was too expensive, so she turned to the page again and said: "This house is not big, but it is much cheaper, if you can take out 30,000 yuan, you can move in with your bag." ”

Song Zhichao: "Uh, so cheap?"

"Of course, the main reason is that the location is a bit far from the city, you don't have a bike, if you have it, it's no problem, just ride a little longer. Nie Ling said to Song Zhichao very seriously.

She saw that Song Zhichao was so young, so she made a plan for him--- would rather spend more effort riding a bicycle and save the house money.

Young people, you have to endure more hardships and work hard.

Song Zhichao knew that Nie Ling had misunderstood what he meant.

But before he could speak, not far away, Cai Fatzi, who was leaning on the company's vertical air conditioner and blowing the air conditioner, shook his legs and teased: "Comrade Xiao Nie, don't just introduce some small bargains to our respected big customers, but also introduce western-style buildings---- by the way, it seems that there are several sets of million-dollar villas, you can also introduce them by the way." As he spoke, he let out a shrill laugh.

In Cai Fatzi's opinion, Nie Ling and these two poor ghosts are very stupid --- match!

Nie Ling's face immediately turned red.

After all, she was born in a big family, and now she is doing real estate sales, and she is very clear about the sky-high prices of western-style buildings and villas, which is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Nie Weidong also blushed, thinking that this dead fat man was too bad--- smelly and shameless, do you think we look like people who can afford a western-style house?

Nie Weidong began to miss the past again--- in the past, he spent money like dirt, and regarded money as dung, not to mention buying a western-style house, even if he bought a villa, he didn't blink an eye, but now, he ......

Nie Weidong glanced at Song Zhichao beside him.

Song Zhichao looked very calm.

Nie Weidong shook his head and sighed, alas--- Xiao Song doesn't look like the kind of person who can afford a western-style house.