Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 683 697 [One card in hand, I have the world]

What, all?

Did we hear wrong?
All the bungalows and villas here?

real or fake?

When Song Zhichao blurted out the phrase "all", the entire sales department fell silent, followed by roars of laughter.

"Hahaha! I can't laugh anymore. My stomach hurts from laughing!" Fatty Cai bent over, clutching his stomach, then Fatty coughed convulsively, and said to Nie Ling, "Did you hear that Mr. Song you served You want to buy all the bungalows and villas here! Well, there are a few sets, nine sets! Including the building king worth tens of millions!"

Nie Ling's face couldn't be redder, she gave her elder brother Nie Weidong a hard look, and complained why he brought such a psychopath here - she has been looked down upon here, and now she is even more embarrassing.

Nie Weidong kept his sister's grief in his eyes, and of course he understood what her eyes meant.

Originally, Nie Weidong brought Song Zhichao here to buy a house out of good intentions, to help his friends and his sister, but——Student Xiao Song is acting too aggressively, how can he step down now?

Fatty Cai didn't care about that much. Originally, he just wanted to train and humiliate Nie Ling, but now the situation became more interesting, and there was an extra idiot, so Fatty Cai 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, Fatty Cai turned his head back, looked at Song Zhichao, and said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "This respectable Mr. Song who makes people wonder if his brain is wrong---I'm sorry, that's just me To be blunt—you said you wanted to buy all the bungalows and villas here, huh, did I hear you right?" With one hand on his ear, he leaned towards Song Zhichao, pretending to listen.

Song Zhichao looked at him with calm eyes, and wrote lightly, "Yes."

"Oh, is that so? Hehe, do you know how much these houses cost?" Fatty Cai decided to expose the lie of this idiot.

"3000 million should be about the same," Song Zhichao said.

Fatty Cai smiled, leaning on the coffee table with one hand, poking his stomach, and looking down at Song Zhichao who was sitting with contemptuous eyes, "So you know, 3000 million is not three thousand, nor is it 300 yuan!"

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

Nie Ling: "..."

Hesitant to speak.

Finally, he gritted his teeth: "According to the rules, the deposit must be at least 30."

Nie Weidong: "..."

Covering your eyes, you can't see anymore.

Looking at the other people around, they all looked at Song Zhichao jokingly, their eyes full of sarcasm - one must have "self-knowledge", if you don't even have self-knowledge, then what is the difference from a clown.

That's right, Song Zhichao at this moment is a clown in their eyes.Even the female salesperson who praised him for being handsome before couldn't help shaking her head and sighing at the moment, what's the use of being handsome, it's a flaw if she doesn't have enough brains.

Fatty Cai saw that the public opinion and wind direction were all on his side, so he couldn't help but look at Song Zhichao braggingly, and continued to mock: "This distinguished Mr. Song, have you heard that the deposit for these houses needs 30...hehe , how are you going to pay? Don’t say that I look down on you, your whole body from the top of your head to the hair on your feet, no matter how I look at it, I can’t afford 30 yuan! Please forgive me, I have said it before, I am so straightforward in life! "

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

"Haha!" Fatty Cai laughed, laughing out loud. He thought this guy was very interesting, and he refused to admit defeat.

"Did you hear what he said?" Fatty Cai said loudly on purpose, with an exaggerated and weird expression.

Nie Ling looked at Song Zhichao, wishing her brother Nie Weidong would take him out quickly.

As for Nie Weidong, he wished he could get in through a crack in the ground.

Others laughed again.

Fatty Cai felt that it was necessary to end this farce --- a psychopath came in, and I don't have time to play with you.

"Okay, since you said that, if you can really come up with 30 yuan, no, even if you only come up with [-] yuan, I, Cai, swear, I will not only lick the soles of Nie Ling's shoes, but also lick the soles of your shoes later." ——Hehe, I just don’t know what your Lifan shoes taste like, hehehe!” Fatty Cai looked at Song Zhichao’s cheap shoes that can be bought casually on the street, and let out a piercing laugh.

Yes, Fatty Cai is full of confidence. He is not afraid of the other party pretending to be aggressive, let alone pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, because he, Fatty Cai, is too familiar with the rich and powerful in Zhonghai—the top few are the only ones who can win nine in one go. There are only a handful of villas worth 3000 million yuan.

He, Fatty Cai, is so discerning that he doesn't even recognize Song Zhichao, a rich man surnamed Song?Have not heard!
Facing Fatty Cai's sarcasm and ridicule, Song Zhichao touched his pocket and said regretfully, "If you say that, I really don't have that much cash with me."

Fatty Cai was even more proud, "It's okay if you don't have cash... Do you have a coupon? Do you have a card? We don't care, we can accept it!" Spreading his hands, he looked like "If you can get it, we can handle it".

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

While speaking, Song Zhichao took out a black card from his trouser pocket, put it on the coffee table, pressed it with his middle finger, pushed it to Fatty Cai and said, "Look at this, can it be used..."

Fatty Cai: "..."

Nie Ling: "..."

Nie Weidong: "..."

and others: "..."

Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened wide to look at the black bank card.

No one thought that Song Zhichao could actually take out a card.

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

Almost "luxury" payment tools like bank cards and credit cards are generally only circulated in a few big cities, 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 bank card of the VIP model - just like mobile phones and cars in this era, owning a bank card issued by a big bank is also a symbol of identity and status. Therefore, In the 90s business world, there is such a saying: With one card in hand, the world is mine!

(End of this chapter)