"Sell a house in 6 hours?"

The task released by the system almost made Xu Jia curse out loud. This is a completely impossible task!

unless…

"Mr. Tang, don't worry. The client my colleague brought to see yesterday may have any intention, so I'll ask now."

"Really? That's great."

"Well, you can sit for a while."

Xu Jia walked out of the conference room and came to the door of the manager's office.

Selling a house is not as simple as selling cabbage. In addition to perseverance, it also requires a considerable degree of chance. Otherwise, Xu Jia would not have been able to sign a contract for more than two months.

So... 6 hours of selling a house? Xu Jia thought he couldn't do it, so he had no choice but to choose the two villains who were cheaper. Who made Zhang Ping have ready-made customers?

In fact, Xu Jia has no opinion on their behavior. People are selfish animals, not to mention that the money earned by intermediary companies is originally information asymmetry.

Xu Jia is not a guardian who speaks of benevolence, righteousness and morality. Even if he encounters the same situation himself, he might do so. His previous anger was simply a counterattack caused by being bullied.

However, now, he no longer cared about how much he would lose. After all, Tang Hui was waiting for money to save his mother's life.

Nothing is more precious than life... It is true that people don’t punish themselves, but they should also do something and not do something.

Thinking of this, Xu Jia knocked on the door, and after the sound inside, he pushed the door and entered.

"Why are you here again?" Zhang Ping turned around and looked at him, a little angry. It is impossible for someone who blocked his own way of wealth to have a good face.

Wang Xiaojun also frowned and looked at Xu Jia, not understanding what it means to go back.

Xu Jia paused and asked Zhang Ping: "If I agree to the 30% off deal, when can your customers sign the contract?"

"Ha~ Have you figured it out?" The hostility on Zhang Ping's face disappeared instantly, and he smiled: "I can sign a contract tomorrow."

"Can you make an appointment until this afternoon?" Xu Jia said very seriously: "The landlord is very anxious."

Zhang Ping subconsciously responded: "I'm not in a hurry for this day, right? This is selling a house, not selling cabbage."

Wang Xiaojun raised his hand to stop him: "I should be able to call the client to do work. Is there any other problem?"

"Payment method." Xu Jia nodded: "The landlord is anxious to ask for money. Can the customer pay in one lump sum?"

Seeing Xu Jia's attitude change, Wang Xiaojun confirmed that he really wanted to promote the deal, so he looked at Zhang Ping...

"Uh~" Zhang Ping also became serious and thought about it and said: "The customer is an ordinary office worker, with a down payment of 30%, and the rest requires a provident fund commercial portfolio loan. Moreover, the efficiency of the provident fund center has been very bad recently. It takes one month to approve it alone. As for the loan, if it is fast, three months, half a year, or even one year, it is hard to say, and you have to try your luck."

Xu Jia frowned: "Is this true? Then there is really nothing I can do. The landlord is waiting for money to help his life, and it can't be delayed for that long."

"Then you can only sell it at a low price~" Zhang Ping didn't care about it: "If you want to quickly get the money, there is no other way than selling it at a low price."

After hearing what he said, Xu Jia suddenly remembered that the system showed that Tang Hui's lowest price was "adjust as appropriate".

Obviously, in order to get the money as soon as possible, Tang Hui should have no lower limit on the price!

Xu Jia gritted his teeth and said, "I'll talk to the landlord again."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Zhang Ping snorted and laughed: "This kid treats himself as a living Bodhisattva, right? Isn't he the first reaction to this situation immediately persuading the landlord to sell it at a low price?"

"As young people, it's normal to have a slight appointment. They have never been beaten by society. Of course they will be a little bit white and white." Wang Xiaojun lit a cigarette and smiled: "To put it bluntly, he is stupid!

Let’s do this, please contact us now and ask the customer to come with 50,000 yuan in cash. We will go directly to the house to negotiate with the landlord, saying that we must sign the order no matter what.”

"Can the landlord agree?" Zhang Ping asked: "Didn't Xu Jia say he's waiting for money to help his life?"

Wang Xiaojun snorted: "Do you think it is reliable to wait for a final payment with hope, or to wait for a customer without shadow? No matter how much it is to lend money in the Year of the Monkey, it is not our responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ping nodded and took out his cell phone with a smile.

...

...

When Xu Jia returned to the conference room, Tang Hui was staring at Bai Fang and suddenly turned his head when he heard the movement: "Xiao Xu, what's wrong? Can your colleague's customer make a deal?"

"The down payment is 30% and the provident fund commercial portfolio loan." Xu Jia was a little reluctant: "It will take three months to get the full payment at the earliest."

Tang Hui was stunned, thought for a while and then asked: "The down payment is more than 1 million yuan. I'll just take the down payment first to respond to the emergency and sell it to him!"

"No!" Xu Jia looked at Tang Hui's surprised expression and could only explain patiently: "Your house has 1 million yuan in bank loans that have not been settled, and the down payment of the customer can only be used to repay your loan. This is a hard and rigid regulation of the Housing Administration Bureau."

Tang Hui was desperate!

He hugged his head in pain, and hit the table with his forehead in despair, blaming himself: "How great was I saving the money at the beginning! What a broken house to buy! Now I don't have money, but I can't sell it..."

In a moment, he had already sobbed. Nothing was more frustrating than watching his mother be pulled further and further away by the god of death.

Xu Jia had never faced this situation before, and didn't know how to persuade him. He just suddenly remembered a sentence on the Internet: From middle class to bankruptcy, there was only a serious illness!

Tang Hui has a house and a stable job, and an annual income of more than 100,000 yuan. His life should be full of hope and sunshine.

But because of my mother's illness, I might have to get all my family's assets...

"Mr. Tang, don't worry first. I'll help you think of a solution. I will contact all colleagues to see if there are any suitable customers~"

Apart from these, Xu Jia really didn't know what to say to comfort Tang Hui.

On the contrary, Tang Hui noticed his incompetence and felt a little embarrassed: "Sorry, Xiao Xu, I was in a hurry, hey... Please help me find a customer as soon as possible! As for the price, just sell it if you give it to!"

After saying that, he forgot that he was here to revoke the exclusive commission and hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave.

Xu Jia sent him to the door, looked at his heavy steps, and sighed secretly.

"It seems that the system's task cannot be completed~"

He was thinking, and he saw two people walking out of Jincheng's home, where the agent of Haoju Real Estate next door had just taken the client to see the house.

As the customer enters his field of view, information begins to appear on the system screen:

｛Hang Songting, 33 years old, occupation: owner of an anchor agency, income: about 15 million yuan/year, hobbies: female, topics of interest: live streaming, short video entrepreneurship.

｛Purchase purpose: Jinwu Zangjiao, existing funds: 18 million, focus: appreciation space.

Seeing this information, Xu Jia was stunned: Is the anchor agency so profitable?

He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he saw Zhang Ping brushing two rockets for an anchor with a position shown as "Hucheng", totaling 1,000 yuan.

The moment the Rocket exploded on the screen, the female anchor's coquettish thanks made Zhang Ping extremely satisfied. After giving the gift, Zhang Ping wanted to make an appointment with the other party but was rejected.

Is the boss using all the money in the golden house to hide the beauty?

God knows if Zhang Ping knew the truth, would he explode directly on the spot?
Chapter completed!