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Chapter 3: Have a grudge against money?

The agent of Haoju Company is a young girl who is younger than Xu Jia. She has a petite but delicate figure and a little baby-fat baby face. She often attracts whistles from several companies around her.

At this moment, she was walking quickly without looking back, and she looked more like a client chasing her from behind.

It is common for real estate agencies to pay heavy customers, bump into orders, and grab houses. The little girl is taking customers with her, so she should be more vigilant.

But I don’t know what Hang Songting followed her with a relaxed look on her face, which made her go flying on her cheeks and almost trot back to the store. She didn’t even say hello, and said don’t tell her customers...

Hang Songting laughed, and did not chase her, but waved her hand and turned around and left, heading to the parking lot across the road.

Seeing this, Xu Jia immediately followed!

As the saying goes, this kind of competition is all about making money, and it is not shabby. Who told the little girl to run away first?

It is working hours now, and there are not many cars in the parking lot, one of which is particularly eye-catching.

Judging from the direction Hang Songting is heading, it should be his car.

Xu Jia did not miss the opportunity. When he was about to get in the car, he stopped him: "Sir, please wait a moment."

"Is there something wrong?" Hang Songting turned around.

After the two met face to face, Xu Jia found that the content on the system screen became more abundant:

{Purchase purpose: Jinwu Zangjiao, existing funds: 18 million, focus: appreciation space, urgency: 50%, satisfaction: 40%, transaction intention: 30%

Maybe he has the impression of seeing the house just now?

Xu Jia smiled on his face: "Sir, are you going to buy a house? I happen to have a very good house on hand, and the price is far lower than the market price! If you buy it, you will make a profit!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he accurately hit Hang Songting's focus: appreciation space.

However, Hang Songting is obviously an old man, so he did not let go of his guard because of one sentence: "You real estate agents always say the same thing, it's really boring."

As he said that, he had already pulled the door and prepared to get on the bus, but Xu Jia successfully froze his movements: "Jincheng Home, 89 square meters, 3.5 million."

"So cheap?" Hang Songting suddenly became interested, but asked back: "Just someone from the Luxury Real Estate told me that the cheapest house in Jincheng Home costs 3.55 million yuan. Have you quoted a low price, or is this house worth VAT?"

{If it wasn’t for falsely reporting the price, you could go and take a look with him, anyway, you’ve come.

Hang Songting's true thoughts came to Xu Jia, making him more confident: "After five years, the only house under the landlord's name is unparalleled."

"So good?" Hang Songting finally nodded to him: "Then take me to have a look."

"Please here." Xu Jia stretched out his hand and began to lead the way. After asking about Hang Songting's basic information, he happened to come downstairs of Tang Hui's house.

Go upstairs and knock on the door.

When Tang Hui opened the door, he saw that it was Xu Jia, and his heart immediately felt full of emotion!

How could he have thought that Xu Jia would bring him a customer to see the house so soon? It seems that he was really anxious about what he was and put himself first!

Good man!

However, I was thinking about revoking the exclusive commission just now, it was really inappropriate...

"Xiao Xu, please come in quickly." He warmly welcomed the two of them.

Hang Songting put on the shoe covers handed over by Xu Jia, and without saying a word, he walked into the house and looked at it.

Jincheng Home is a community delivered six years ago. It is considered a second-hand house with Wushuang Taxation. The houses are very old and are carefully decorated by the developer. The owner only needs to match soft decorations and electrical appliances.

Tang Hui’s soft decoration style is the same as his hobby, with a quaint and elegant meaning. Especially in the study, there is a huge root carving table with a Go board engraved on it, and it can also be used as a tea table. There are quaint bookshelfs around it, with many chess bookshelf and flower albums on it, and on the other wall is a Chinese painting of landscapes.

"This layout is a bit too old-fashioned~ If I buy it, I have to replace it all, it will cost a lot of money."

Hang Songting pretended to be regretful and shook his head gently.

However, Xu Jia noticed from the moment he entered the door that his satisfaction instantly increased to 80%. After entering the study and seeing the layout, it soared to 95%!

At the same time, his transaction intention was also shown to be 90%!

"Haha~ pretend, keep pretending! I believe you damn~"

Although I complained in my heart, Xu Jia also remembered the customer mentality taught in the training: Only when the customer starts to pick on the thorns is the time when the intention arises. If you are not interested, you are too lazy to pick on the thorns, and you will only give me a word of dissatisfaction.

But Tang Hui was concerned and was not as calm as Xu Jia. When he heard the customer was picking on his fingers, he was anxious to speak. If Xu Jia hadn't glared at him suddenly, he might have said to the customer again, "I'd like to sell it if I give it money."

"Mr. Hang." Xu Jia said: "You also know that the cost-effectiveness of this house is the highest in the community, and this is the key. The cheap house price and the taxes and fees combined are nearly 100,000 yuan, which is enough for you to change to a soft decoration."

Upon hearing this, Hang Songting refused to comment, turned around and looked at the two bedrooms and balcony. The satisfaction slowly rose to 97%, and the transaction intention also rose to 93%.

Seeing these two values, Xu Jia knew it was time to throw out his killer weapon. Although he was still in the theoretical stage and had never practiced it, there was always a first time in everything.

Thinking of this, he adjusted his condition and let Tang Hui stand in place. He stepped forward and lowered his voice and whispered to Hang Songting: "Mr. Hang, my colleague's client has already taken a fancy to this house, and maybe he will sign a contract tonight.

If you have any intention, your hands are quick, your hands are slow and you don’t have any!”

Virtual customer orders are a trick that intermediary companies can try.

Hang Songting frowned and looked at Xu Jia, thought for a while, and asked Tang Hui tentatively: "Landholder, 3.3 million yuan, one-time payment, I will pay tomorrow. Can I complete the transaction?"

The bargaining of 200,000 yuan was just his negotiation strategy, aiming to test the landlord's bottom line.

However…

"Okay." Tang Hui pointed his head like a chicken pecking at rice, with excitement and joy on his face.

“???”

Hang Songting was stunned! He didn't expect that he just asked a tentative question, but he really cut 200,000 yuan in one go?

If the landlord is not mentally ill, he will never agree to anything he says, right?

I'm afraid this landlord is not having a grudge against money?

As a businessman, Hang Songting almost subconsciously asked: "Is that 3.2 million okay?"

It was Tang Hui's turn to be stunned. Jin Qian and his mother were placed at both ends of the scale. He did not hesitate, but only reacted for about half a second, and still nodded: "Okay, as long as you can pay immediately!"

Xu Jia frowned, and Hang Songting also frowned.

Xu Jia was because the bargaining was too ruthless. He also thought that if Tang Hui had a balance of money after he cured his mother's illness, there might be a possibility of buying a house. Even if the house is smaller, older, or broken?

1% is selfishness. After all, you can still earn Tang Hui an agency fee, and 99% is a good wish. People like Tang Hui should not be driven away by big cities because of their houses.

Hang Songting was because the landlord agreed so readily. As a businessman, he didn't believe in anything that a pie fell from the sky. He could only think that there might be any hidden problems in this house?
Chapter completed!
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