What, all?

Did we hear it wrong?

All the bungalows and villas here?

Really?

When Song Zhichao blurted out the sentence "all", the entire sales department was silent, followed by laughter.

"Hahaha! I can't laugh, my stomach hurts when I laugh!" Cai Fatzi bent over, covered his stomach, and then coughed convulsively, and said to Nie Ling: "Did you hear that, this Mr. Song you serve is going to buy all our bungalows and villas here! Well, there are several sets, nine sets! Including the set of Lou Wang worth tens of millions!"

Nie Ling's face couldn't be more red, she glared at her brother Nie Weidong fiercely, complaining why did he bring such a neuropathy over--- he was already looked down upon here, and now he was even more embarrassed.

Nie Weidong took his sister's grievances in his eyes, and of course understood what her eyes meant.

Originally, Nie Weidong brought Song Zhichao here to buy a house with complete kindness, helping his friends and sister, but --- Xiao Song's pretending to be too much, how can he step down now?

Cai Fatzi couldn't care so much, originally he just wanted to train and humiliate Nie Ling, but he didn't expect the situation to become more interesting now, and there was one more brain-dead, so Cai Fatzi said: "Hurry up, Nie Ling, you hurry up and sell all the villas and bungalows here to this great Mr. Song--- hehe, I'm still waiting to lick the soles of your shoes!"

After saying this, Cai Fatzi turned his head again, looked at Song Zhichao, and said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "This respectable Mr. Song, who makes people wonder if there is something wrong with his brain--- I'm sorry, I'm so straightforward--- you said you want to buy all the bungalows and villas here, uh-huh, I heard you right, right?" Holding his ear with one hand, he turned sideways towards Song Zhichao, pretending to listen.

Song Zhichao looked at him, his eyes were calm, and he wrote in an understated tone: "Yes." ”

"Oh, yes, hehe, do you know how much these houses cost in total?" Fat Cai decided to debunk the lies of this brainless guy.

"Thirty million should be about the same. Song Zhichao said.

Cai Fatzi smiled, holding the coffee table with one hand, shyly holding his stomach, and condescendingly looked down at Song Zhichao who was sitting with contemptuous eyes, "It turns out that you know, 30 million is not 3,000, nor 300 yuan!"

Then the fat man tapped the coffee table with his knuckles, turned back to Nie Ling and said, "Tell him, how much does the deposit for so many houses have to be paid?"

Nie Ling: "......"

Bite one's tongue.

finally gritted his teeth: "According to the rules, the deposit should be at least 300,000." ”

Nie Weidong: "......"

Covering his eyes, he couldn't see it anymore.

Looking at the other people around him, they all looked at Song Zhichao with a playful face, their eyes were full of ridicule--- to be a man must have "self-knowledge", if he doesn't even have self-knowledge, then what's the difference with a clown.

That's right, Song Zhichao at this moment is a clown in their eyes. Even the saleswoman who praised him for his handsomeness before couldn't help but shake her head and sigh at the moment, what's the use of being handsome, it's a hard injury if your brain is not enough.

Seeing that public opinion and the direction of the wind were on his side, Cai Fatzi couldn't help but look at Song Zhichao proudly, and continued to mock: "This honorable Mr. Song, have you heard, the deposit for these houses needs 300,000 ...... Hehe, how are you going to pay? Don't say that I look down on you, I can't take out 300,000 yuan from the top of your head to your feet!

In the face of Cai Fatzi's sarcasm and ridicule, as well as the cold eyes of everyone around him, Song Zhichao picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, and then looked at Cai Fatzi calmly: "What if I can take it out?"

"Haha!" Cai Fatzi laughed, laughed a lot, thought this guy was very interesting, and he wouldn't admit defeat.

"What did he say, did you hear it?" said Cai Fatzi deliberately loudly, his expression exaggerated and weird.

Nie Ling looked at Song Zhichao, and really hoped that her brother Nie Weidong would take him out quickly.

As for Nie Weidong, he can't wait for a crack in the ground to get into.

Others laughed again.

Cai Fatzi feels the need to end this farce--- come in a neurotic, Lao Tzu has no time to play with you.

"Okay, since you said so, if you can really take out 300,000, no, even if you only take out 100,000, I'll swear that in addition to licking the soles of Nie Ling's shoes later, I'll also lick --- you hehe, I just don't know what your Lifan shoes will taste like, hehehe!" Cai Fatzi looked at Song Zhichao's cheap shoes that could be bought on the street, and let out a piercing laugh.

Yes, Cai Fatzi is full of confidence, he is not afraid of the other party pretending to be forced at all, let alone pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, because he Cai Fatzi is too familiar with the rich people in Zhonghai--- the top are only a few, and there are only a handful of people who can win nine villas and houses worth 30 million in one go.

He Cai Fat Man is discerning, and he doesn't recognize the person in front of him, Song Zhichao--- a rich man surnamed Song?

In the face of Cai Fatzi's ridicule and mockery, Song Zhichao reached out and touched his pocket, and said with a regretful face: "When you say that, I really don't have so much cash on me." ”

Cai Fatzi was even more proud, "It's okay to be ...... without cash Do you have a fold or not? We don't care, we can all accept it!"

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with his tail finger: "Oh, you reminded me, I really have a card here......"

While speaking, I saw Song Zhichao take out a black card from his trouser pocket, put it on the coffee table, pressed his middle finger, pushed it over to Cai Fatzi and said, "Look at this, can you ......use it?"

Cai Fatzi: "......"

Nie Ling: "......"

Nie Weidong: "......"

And others: "......"

Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths widened as they looked at the black bank card.

No one expected that Song Zhichao would really be able to take out a card.

You must know that it is 1994, and when many Chinese people buy large items, they basically use the folds issued by the bank, which is the so-called bank "passbook".

Banks and credit cards that are almost "luxury" Generally speaking, only in a few large cities began to circulate, and the people who can use these cards are basically people with status and status in the business world, these people need a large amount of fast settlement, which gave birth to the VIP model of bank cards--- just like mobile phones and cars in this era, to be able to have a bank card issued by a large bank, is also a symbol of identity and status, therefore, in the nineties in the business community circulated such a sentence: a card in hand, the world I have!