Time passed quietly in Zhuo Yifan's deep sleep.

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At nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, in the high-end office building of the real estate agency in Nanjing City, Jiang Chenchen, who had put on makeup, was chewing slowly and eating oatmeal for breakfast, while waiting for the customer of Xiaozhuo who said that he wanted to come to see the house.

While waiting, I also took my mobile phone from time to time to reply to the customer's consultation messages on WeChat.

Among them, there was also a customer who said that he wanted to see the house today, but Jiang Chenchen was not interested in receiving this customer, after all, she had already led this customer to see a few sets, but she was not satisfied.

Therefore, she was not interested in continuing to waste time on this person, but perfunctorily pushed it off.

On the contrary, for the Xiao Zhuo customer who said that he had already left for the sales department, Jiang Chenchen's heart was full of expectations.

To buy the most expensive building in Ink Mountain Residence, this really had to arouse her strong interest, and it was also worth her to push off other customers and wait patiently.

The sales department of Ink Mountain Residence is actually not too high in terms of sales alone.

A salesman can sell one house a month without being eliminated, and selling more than two sets is already a very good performance.

Even if it is a high-level sales person like Jiang Chenchen, after winning the two orders with a lot of commissions yesterday, let alone waiting for a customer today, even if it is a real day off, no one can say anything.

So if the customer with the ID Xiaozhuo on WeChat just now really buys it, if she doesn't buy it, she will finish breakfast, lie on the table and take a nap for a while, as if she was resting today.

But just as her thoughts arose, and she had just finished breakfast, she suddenly heard a colleague at the front desk of the sales office calling herself softly.

"Hey, Chenchen, someone is looking for you to buy a house, hehe, when do you still have such a young customer?"

The voice of his colleague made Jiang Chenchen stop putting away his breakfast utensils, and then stood up from the office chair.

At this moment, she couldn't help frowning slightly as she listened to her colleague's ridiculous words.

"Huh, young customer?"

The words made her turn slightly to the side and look up at the front desk.

Sure enough, as far as the eye could see, at the front desk of the sales office, she saw a big boy about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a well-proportioned figure and a somewhat delicate appearance.

"Oh my God, this little boy shouldn't be Xiao Zhuo's customer who contacted him on WeChat. ”

After seeing the boy standing calmly at the front desk, Jiang Chenchen's beautiful face flashed some disappointment that could not be concealed.

After all, she has been a sales lady for two years, and she knows very well what types of people are currently the most capable of buying houses.

The first category is young and beautiful girls, and there is no need to say much about the reasons.

The second type is middle-aged men between the ages of 30 and 50, who are financial, physical and spiritual, and are naturally the most powerful people to buy a building.

The third type is the most common husband and wife partner in the sales office, which is also considered to be extremely rich in buying houses.

But in any case, in her impression, there is definitely no one who has the strength to buy a high-end apartment like Ink Mountain Residence, and he is definitely not as young as the boy in front of her.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, this is still the age of going to school, how can you have the financial resources to buy the real estate of Ink Mountain Residence with millions of dollars at every turn?

After thinking of this, Jiang Chenchen was a little disappointed in his heart.

However, the good professionalism still made her smile on her face and walked over to receive her.

"Hello, you are Mr. Xiao Zhuo, I am Jiang Chenchen, and I am the real estate sales that contacted you on WeChat. ”

After Jiang Chenchen came to the front desk, he didn't waste time, and chatted with the boy in front of him very directly.

This single knife went straight in, without dragging the mud and water at all, so that Zhuo Yifan, who was just sitting on the sofa in the sales office, raised his head slightly.

He glanced at the girl in front of him, and found that this girl looked very beautiful and was almost the same as the photo on the WeChat profile picture.

However, Zhuo Yifan, who had already seen Han Mengyun, Lan Yayun and other super high-value beauties, did not feel amazing, just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, nodded softly: "Well, yes, I just mean the customers who come to see the house, do you have the planning layout or detailed photos of the 1802 suites in the Ink Mountain Residence now?"

The sentence brought out by Zhuo Yifan's calm words to see the house also immediately made several sales ladies around laugh, after all, no one believes that an eighteen or nineteen-year-old child has the ability to buy a house alone.

And Jiang Chenchen in front of her naturally smiled without a trace, but in the end, she still maintained a professional smile and handed Zhuo Yifan the 1802 room planning and layout plan that had been prepared long ago and some detailed photos of the room.

"Well, okay, Mr. Zhuo, this is the layout plan of Building 1802 and some details of the photos I took myself, you can see first, I'll pour two cups of hot tea. ”

Although Jiang Chenchen's professionalism is very good, in the face of a little boy who is younger than herself, she really can't bite you.

Jiang Chenchen's title changed, and Zhuo Yifan also noticed it, but he didn't care if it was an honorific title in his heart.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan looked at the planning map and photo details of No. 1802 in his hand, and after carefully scanning it for two or three minutes, he nodded slightly.

He feels that the planning and layout of the house, as well as the decoration of the furniture inside, are quite in line with his mind, and if there is no quality problem, then he can say that he is very satisfied.

"Mr. Xiao Zhuo, have you finished reading? Would you like to have a cup of tea first? I just made it for you. ”

Jiang Chenchen, who came back a few minutes later, smiled and reached out to hand a cup of tea to Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan also naturally took a sip and moistened his throat, then looked up at the beautiful saleswoman in front of him and asked, "By the way, I want to ask, have you ever seen 1802 before?"

"Hmm, look at 1802's customers? Of course. Jiang Chenchen replied with a smile.

She didn't know what the little boy was asking these things for.

"Oh, so why did you give up in the end? Is it because of the quality or because of the price?"

"Mr. Zhuo, please rest assured, the quality of the house is absolutely fine, all because of the price, I also have to admit that the price of this 1802 apartment is indeed a bit high, if you don't want it, it's okay, you and I should meet and make friends, it's okay." ”

In fact, Jiang Chenchen never thought that Zhuo Yifan could buy it after seeing him so young, and now he is talking to him, just because of his good professional quality.

But I do have the idea of ending this conversation quickly.

But just when Jiang Chenchen was about to open his mouth to say something more straightforward, he found that the little boy in front of him suddenly raised his head suddenly, looked directly at him, and then whispered something that she never thought of anyway.

"Yes, I want it. ”

This sentence is categorical and loud!

Not only did Jiang Chenchen be stunned for a moment, but even the sales ladies next to him who were chuckling just now looked over in surprise.

They all looked at the young man who was sitting on the table and chair and drinking tea calmly, and they only felt something extremely absurd and unbelievable in their hearts.

What did this eighteen- or nineteen-year-old boy just say?

Just a simple look at the apartment plan and photos, just buy it directly?

A group of sales ladies seem to be hallucinating their hearing.

But just when everyone was a little unable to come back to their senses, they found that the boy with a calm expression in their eyes gently took out a bank card from his pocket and put it on the table, and then got up and said to Jiang Chenchen: "Buy it in full, go get the contract, I'm in a hurry, thank you." ”

The voice was as calm and gentle as ever.

But for some reason, this calm and gentle voice was like a thunderclap, and it suddenly exploded in the ears of Jiang Chenchen and several sales ladies on the side, making them all feel a little deafening hallucination.

Indeed, they never expected to encounter such a straightforward and heingly young user.

But what they don't know is that for Zhuo Yifan, it really doesn't matter whether he looks at the house or not.

It really doesn't matter what kind of light, orientation, geographical location, traffic, etc.

Besides, he used to be a person who only rented an apartment for the elderly, and even if he went to see the house, he really couldn't see whether it was good or bad.

So the quality is no problem and the layout is satisfactory, which is enough for Zhuo Yifan.

This is not simple, just a house of one or two million, in the eyes of even a start-up god, there is really no need to waste too much thought and time.

This house in Ink Mountain Residence is just to live in it first and improve the living environment.