Fatty Cai's series of ridicule made Nie Ling wake up from the shock.

To be honest, the reason why Nie Ling said those words before was mainly to disgust this damn Fatty Cai. As for whether she could sell her house worth millions, she was completely unsure - no, it was not unsure, and even she herself believed that it was a dream.

She has been working here for almost three months. She has seen a long sales amount of only about 100,000 yuan. After all, 100,000 yuan in this era is quite valuable. Generally speaking, a 100 square meter house in Zhonghai City only costs only 70,000 to 80,000 yuan. If you want to sell it for a full one million, you have to sell more than ten houses in one go!

How is this possible?

It's simply an impossible task.

What's more, she also knows this pair of "high-quality customers". Isn't that one of them her own bankrupt brother Nie Weidong?

Where can he have the money to buy a house? He is still living in a demolition area.

As for the other one-

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

The first feeling is very good. At least in Nie Ling's opinion, Song Zhichao is very handsome and gentle. When he saw him looking at him, he smiled at him... Uh, he felt very comfortable.

As for dressing, Nie Ling has been studying in the sales office for so long. When she saw Song Zhichao’s dress, she knew that the overall value was not high - white shirts, jeans, and Lifan shoes. Although the simple combination looks refreshing, it is worth at most twenty or thirty yuan.

Although he had a judgment in his heart, Nie Ling did not show any expression. Instead, she smiled at Song Zhichao, then went to the water dispenser, took two disposable water cups, took the tea, brought them to the front of the two of them, and then sat down. She was very standard in sitting posture, only half-sitting the chair, with her waist straight.

Nie Ling smiled and looked at Song Zhichao, took out his business card and bowed slightly, handed it politely with both hands, and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Nie Ling--please take care of you!"

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

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

Nie Weidong's expression was a little awkward, but he thought that he could help Song Zhichao this time and could help his sister, so he took the initiative.

"Ahem, sister, you're so disgusting." Nie Weidong picked up the water cup and took a sip and said, "To be honest, I'm not here to ask you for money. I haven't spent the money you gave me last time."

Nie Ling: "Then what are you doing?"

"Buy a house." Nie Weidong's answer was very straightforward.

"You have money?" Nie Ling looked 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, I'll come and help."

Nie Ling glanced at Song Zhichao and said nothing.

Nie Weidong held the paper cup and drank another sip of water, saying, "Please introduce it to you, this can also improve your performance - I heard that you didn't even sell a house in March."

Nie Ling's face looked a little ugly.

Nie Weidong quickly coughed and put down the paper cup, "Of course, I just heard of these."

Nie Ling remained silent.

Nie Weidong didn't know what to say.

The two of them have been avoiding each other for a long time, but they have become unfamiliar with each other when they really meet.

Helplessly, Nie Weidong had no choice but to say: "Well, that fat man was your supervisor just now. His eyes were wrong and his words were sarcastic. He didn't look like a good thing... Did he bully you? If he bullies you, tell me, I will beat him to death!" Nie Weidong waved his fists and looked cruel, but forgot that he was ruthless yesterday, with bruises on his face.

"It's better to take care of yourself." Nie Ling said, getting up and picking up Nie Weidong's water cup, going over and refilling him a glass of water.

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

Nie Ling didn't say anything and glanced at her brother Nie Weidong.

Nie Weidong felt that what he said just now was sensational enough, but his sister seemed to... not being too good at it, so it would be even more embarrassing.

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

Only then did Nie Ling remember her job and hurriedly said to Song Zhichao: "Sorry, I can introduce you to what kind of house you need."

Song Zhichao: "You are professional, just introduce a few."

Nie Ling hurriedly took out her house information and recommended: "These are 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 exceed one million in three days, it is also very good to be able to sell a small second-hand house, at least the performance is not zero.

Song Zhichao glanced at the information and found that there were some small-area second-hand houses on it, which were also very dilapidated from the photos. There were clearly marked prices next to it - 33,000, 38,000, and the most expensive one was 40,000 yuan.

Seeing that Song Zhichao looked at these apartments, Nie Ling frowned, thinking that he thought it was expensive, so she turned to another page and said, "This apartment is not very good, but it is much cheaper. If you can take out 30,000 yuan, you can move in with your bag."

Song Zhichao: "Uh, that's so cheap?"

"Of course, the main reason is that the location is a bit far from the city. If you have a bicycle or not, it will be fine if you have one. Just ride a bike for a while." Nie Ling said to Song Zhichao very seriously.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was so young, she planned for him - she would rather spend more effort on riding a bike than save money on her house.

As young people, they have to endure more hardships and work harder.

Song Zhichao smiled and knew that Nie Ling misunderstood her meaning.

But before he could speak, not far away, Fat Cai, who was leaning against the company's vertical air conditioner, shook his legs and teased: "Comrade Xiao Nie, don't just introduce some small apartment bargains to our respected big customers, and also introduce foreign buildings - by the way, there seem to be several large villas worth millions, so you can also introduce them." After that, he let out a harsh and strange smile.

In Fatty Cai’s opinion, Nie Ling and these two poor guys are very good-silly!

Nie Ling's face immediately turned red.

After all, she was born into a big family and now she is in real estate sales. She is very clear about the sky-high prices of foreign buildings and villas, which is not something that ordinary people can accept.

Nie Weidong also blushed, thinking that this fat man is too bad - shameless, do you think we are like people who can afford foreign buildings?

Nie Weidong began to miss the past again - if it were the past, he spent money like soil and treated money like dirt. Not to mention buying a foreign house, even if he bought a villa, he would not blink. But now...

Nie Weidong glanced at Song Zhichao beside him.

Song Zhichao seemed very calm.

Nie Weidongque shook his head and sighed, "Ah, Xiao Song doesn't look like the kind of person who can afford a foreign house, no matter how you look at it, you're not.
Chapter completed!