I have a book to sell a house

Chapter 125: Day 7: God of Love Assists
After speaking, Wu Xiaomo stepped on her high heels and walked away.

"You look so good-looking, what makeup do you need?"

Duan Xiaoming shouted while scratching his neck.

This sentence provoked Wu Xiaomo to turn her head happily, and the expression on her face was naturally as warm as the spring breeze, but she thought again, this guy is smooth-talking, good-looking, and his family is rich, so he must not be a good person!
Thinking of this, she turned cold and left.

Duan Xiaoming was left confused.

This guy laughed like a flower at one moment, and his face was frosty at another.

What's the matter?

Also, she is not interested in my tome?
This book is like a secret book of martial arts for a house seller. After learning how to get through Ren Du’s two channels of making money, people and money, the so-called "Book is in hand, I have performance", why is she not interested?
He didn't understand.

Today is Sunday, there is no need to send Wei Tao to work, so I came early, and it is still a little long before work time.

He sat outside alone, thinking.

Time passed by every minute, and colleagues came to work one after another.

Some people greeted him politely from afar, and some hurried into the sales department, not knowing whether they really didn't see him or pretended not to.

After a while, Lu Feifei made her debut.

After she came out of the parking lot, she saw Duan Xiaoming sitting with his back facing her.

She tidied her bangs, and tugged the back of her uniform, then walked lightly behind him, and only when she got very close did she speak: "Hi, good morning!"

A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Duan Xiaoming.

He turned his head, Lu Feifei's face was very close to him.

"My eldest sister, you start to be scary early in the morning, can you please keep your voice down."

This guy, do you want to learn the trick of chartering father-in-law A Zhen?

"What big sister! Shout out to young lady, hey, here's the breakfast for you, toast and yogurt."

Duan Xiaoming replied: "I have eaten, thank you."

Lu Feifei bent down and put the breakfast on the glass table in front of him.

"Men should eat more."

"I can't eat it, you think I'm a pig."

Lu Feifei didn't care, opened the bag of toast bread, took out a slice with two slender fingers, and said, "Shall I feed you?"

Duan Xiaoming left as if in a hurry.

Lu Feifei was left standing there and stamping her feet.

The two clusters of arrogance on the chest trembled with her movements.

Watching Duan Xiaoming run into the sales department, she angrily picked up the plastic bag for breakfast and walked towards the sales department.

After she walked into the sales department, Chen Jie, who appeared out of nowhere in the square, raised his mobile phone to watch.

"That's right, that's right, it looks like they've kissed each other, and there's another good scandal, hehe."

He hurriedly called Wu Bo, who was still on his way to the company.

Duan Xiaoming entered the sales department, looked back subconsciously, and saw Lu Feifei walking over with breakfast again from a long distance. He was afraid that Lu Feifei would be entangled again, so he walked into the viewing passageway and went to the model house. area to go.

This scene was seen by Zhou Bin who was sitting in the negotiation area.

He picked up his mobile phone and sent Wu Bo a message: "The surname Duan went to the model house in a sneaky way this morning. I don't know what the hell he's doing."

As soon as the message was sent, he saw Lu Feifei enter the sales department, and then walked towards the viewing channel of the sales department.

Zhou Bin took out his mobile phone and sent Wu Bo another message: "Hey, Lu Feifei also followed. These two guys didn't run into the model house and then, oops, I can't imagine."

In fact, Lu Feifei didn't know that Duan Xiaoming passed by this place just now, she just wanted to sit alone in the passageway for a while.

At this time, there is no one in the passage, so it is quiet.

Duan Xiaoming ran directly to the model room, there was no one else here, so he took out his mobile phone to call Wei Tao.

If Duan Xiaoming still doesn't understand what Lu Feifei means to him by this time, then he is really a pig.

"Let me tell you, then Lu Feifei intends to chase me."

Wei Tao fell into a drowsy sleep: "Congratulations, Young Master Duan."

"Congratulations hammer, I don't like her, I like Wu Xiaomo, although I don't know how to actively pursue women."

Wei Tao smiled and replied: "I was dozed off by you, who doesn't know that you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and actively chasing women is done by poor scumbags like us, or by licking dogs, don't you?" Less need to take the initiative to chase women?"

Duan Xiaoming repeatedly told Wei Tao on the phone that he actually didn't like Lu Feifei's initiative, but he liked Wu Xiaomo more.

The two chatted nonsense for a while, and seeing that it was almost time to meet up, Duan Xiaoming hung up the phone and left the model house.

On the passage back to the sales department from the model house, he saw Lu Feifei sitting on a bench.

He thought to himself, this guy is deliberately waiting for me?

Lu Feifei felt someone approaching from the side, turned her head and saw that it was Duan Xiaoming.

So she immediately put on a smiling face: "I was joking just now, I didn't really intend to feed you."

Duan Xiaoming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was all about what.

"It's an early meeting, let's go!"

He pretended nothing happened, and strode past her.

On weekends, whether Chen Taoan will go to work depends on his mood.

Chen Taoan didn't come this morning.

Qin Yanjiao chaired the meeting.

Because the other two newly appointed supervisors are a rookie Duan Xiaoming who has never been a supervisor, and Zheng Xiuqing is also a rookie who has never been a supervisor.

Chen Taoan was worried, so he deliberately told Qin Yanjiao in private that when he was not in the company, she was in charge of coordinating all matters of the sales department.

After everyone finished shouting slogans, Fengrun's Qin Yanjiao said: "Yesterday and Saturday, our performance was not satisfactory. Last year and the first half of this year, our performance has always been No. 1 in this city, but since last month, our Tianao Real Estate, which is opposite, has better performance than us almost every week, why is that?"

"The manager asked me to summarize why the team billed less recently. I think everyone knows the reason. Everyone feels that they have made money in the first half of the year, and they are starting to relax. There are still people who are fooling around in the team, being the black sheep—"

Someone interrupted Qin Yanjiao's words.

"Director Qin, can I report it?"

The person who spoke was Wu Bo. Seeing Qin Yanjiao and everyone looking at him, he raised his right hand calmly.

But most people raise their hands before speaking, but he speaks first and then raises his hands.

Qin Yanjiao frowned: "Say it."

Wu Bo said: "There are indeed black sheep in the team. We Xiaoqiang have never had employees who dare to break the rules and have workplace romances before, but now we have them in our team!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't speak, just watching his nose and nose and heart.

Qin Yanjiao's appetite was whetted by him, and she asked, "Who is it?"

Wu Bo lowered his head and tapped the phone a few times slowly before saying, "I won't say who it is—you can see for yourself."

See for yourself?
Everyone is very puzzled.

But the doubts were immediately overshadowed by surprise.

Someone took out their mobile phone first, and then uttered "I'm sorry", others quickly picked up their mobile phones, and then "I'm going", "Cowhide", "This", "Hiss" and other surprised sounds mixed together.

Duan Xiaoming also bowed his head and took out his mobile phone, before he had time to turn on the screen.

Suddenly, his own voice came from the team: "I don't like her, I like Wu Xiaomo!"

Duan Xiaoming was stunned, isn't this what I said in the model room just now?

Who?
Who recorded it?

(End of this chapter)