I have a book to sell a house

Chapter 58 Day 1: Give yourself a reason

The young boy's fearless eyes made Duan Xiaoming feel childish.

He had been arguing for so long just now that he couldn't even eat happily.

He stood up with a bang and looked at the boy without speaking.

The boy didn't expect that Duan Xiaoming didn't seem to be tall when he was sitting, but when he stood up, he was very tall.

He looked at Duan Xiaoming's wide eyes, thinking that he was a foreigner, and his arrogance instantly dimmed a lot.

Duan Xiaoming also didn't want to cause trouble, he lifted his legs and left the fast food restaurant, then left the mall and walked to the company.

Today's young people don't go to the hospital to see an ophthalmologist before looking for a boyfriend?
Finding such a boyfriend will lead to happiness in the future?

He was really worried about that girl.

After crossing the road, he planned to find a corner to be quiet for a while, just stepped into the sales department, and happened to see Lu Feifei.

Lu Feifei's eyes lit up when she saw him: "Shaoguan is telling a story, do you want to listen?"

Duan Xiaoming was puzzled: "Xiaoqiang Real Estate is a top seller except me, who is a sales scumbag. Which one are you talking about?"

Lu Feifei chuckled: "You really have self-knowledge, but don't worry. You should also become the top seller."

"Who haven't you mentioned yet?"

"Ouyang Shijie from the Guangdong project, he tells funny stories, right there!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Duan Xiaoming agreed or not, she took the initiative to grab his sleeve and walked to the negotiation area.

Ouyang Shijie and Duan Xiaoming naturally know that Xiaoqiang Real Estate is an influential figure, but why this person suddenly came to our project today, is he going to work in our city?

Damn it, if he comes, my three-month dream of becoming the best seller will be ruined!
Today is Monday, and there are not many customers coming to see the house at noon. Everyone has just finished lunch, and a dozen personal real estate consultants are sitting in the negotiation area, and they all face a table in the middle.

Duan Xiaoming glanced around, Wu Bo and Zhou Bin were also there.

Chen Jie from the Gang of Three disappeared.

Ouyang Shijie is 32 years old, with a face like a crown jade, personable, and a handsome guy.

The only fly in the ointment is that, as a man, he has a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows.

He was talking happily.

Lu Feifei pulled Duan Xiaoming over, which attracted everyone's attention, but immediately everyone looked at Ouyang Shijie again.

After all, it is a rare opportunity to listen to the story of the group's top sellers.

Only two or three times a year.

Xiaoqiang Real Estate is different from other real estate, focusing on communication between projects.

Talents like Ouyang Shijie have many opportunities to travel across the country for free throughout the year.

Ouyang Shijie is a humorous person, he said: "I don't know if you have heard a story, the story of the rich man eating shit."

Wu Yumin who was sitting around snorted, and said with a look of disgust, "I haven't heard of it, this is just for dinner."

Others also said they hadn't heard of it, and Zhou Bin said excitedly, "I've heard of it, but I'm not sure if it's the story you told Ouyang."

Ouyang Shijie smiled and said, "Then tell me, let's listen together."

The showy Zhou Bin was not polite either, and said, "Okay, then I'll talk about it."

Moo Bo, who was sitting next to him, kicked him under the table.

Zhou Bin hurriedly changed his words again: "I think I must not be able to speak well, Ouyang God still speaks for you."

Ouyang Shijie smiled, and continued: "It's been a long time since I've come, but Zhou Bin has begun to know how to be modest, so I'll tell everyone!"

"The story is about two rich men who fell in love and killed each other. They attended the same meeting. After the meeting, they took a walk together. Don't ask why they took a walk together. I don't know. They walked around and saw a pile of shit. , one of the rich man A said to the other rich man B, if you eat this pile of shit, I will transfer you 1000 million immediately, the other rich man B thought about it, it is not easy to earn 1000 million, and then read I looked around and found no one, so I ate dog shit in a heartless manner, but A didn't expect that he really ate it, so I transferred 1000 million to him in distress..."

Some of the people sitting around said: "Then B really eats it? What if A doesn't transfer 1000 million to B?"

"The story is not over yet. After A transferred 1000 million, he felt very regretful. He didn't expect that B would really dare to eat shit. He has been regretting it all the time, and B didn't feel good about it. He didn't lack 1000 million. Why did he eat shit? What? The two continued to walk around, and saw a pile of dog shit, and B said at this time, if you eat this pile of shit, I will give you 1000 million, and A is regretting it, so he agreed at this opportunity , So, the two rich men each ate a pile of shit, but did not increase their income—but they created a GDP of 2000 million!"

Everyone laughed, and Xiao Ming's phone rang at this time.

Wu Xiaomo called.

Lu Feifei watched him press the answer button and then walk away, pursing her lips.

"Duan Xiaoming, come outside the sales department."

Wu Xiaomo's tone was like a request or an order.

For a long time, no one had spoken to me like this, and there was absolutely no room for people to refuse.

It seems that if you refuse, the relationship will be severed.

By the way, what is the relationship between myself and Wu Xiaomo?
After Wu Xiaomo finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

He walked into the sales department, his eyes still searching.

Wu Xiaomo's voice came from his left side.

"This way!"

He followed the sound and saw that Wu Xiaomo was sitting on a rattan chair not far away, with two glasses of drinks in front of him.

He walked over and sat down, and asked directly, "You bought it for me?"

"Correct!"

"Which flavor is mine?"

Wu Xiaomo frowned: "There's no difference, both glasses are kumquat and lemon."

He reached for the cup near Wu Xiaomo's chest.

"Hey, I drank this cup!"

He rolled his eyes: "You women are so difficult to deal with. Did you say there is no difference just now?"

She gave him a cold look: "I said there is no difference in taste."

Duan Xiaoming picked up the drink and took a sip: "Tell me, I can help you with anything."

In his heart, all those who are courteous when they have nothing to do are asking for something.

Even Brother Gou always looked at him coldly, whenever he needed his father's help, he would greet him with care.

This person, there will be no unreasonable favors between each other.

Many times, a good show is the beginning of a bad show.

Could it be that Wu Xiaomo also wanted to use me?

But here she is, if you want performance but no performance, ability but no ability, money but no money, there is nothing she can take advantage of except beauty.

Unexpectedly, this beauty with sword-browed and cold eyes would be so insane!
"There is nothing that needs your help."

Wu Xiaomo took a sip of her drink and replied.

"Then you buy me a drink?"

"Reciprocity, you bought me a drink yesterday."

Duan Xiaoming stared at Wu Xiaomo for several seconds.

"Don't you like to owe others?"

She nodded with sword eyebrows.

Duan Xiaoming really wanted to tease her: "Then if I kiss you, you will come back?"

But he still suppressed his own thoughts.

You can't make her feel like a hooligan.

Although I am often a hooligan.

Thinking of this, he also lowered his head to drink.

Unlike Wu Xiaomo's light sip, he drank water like an old cow, drinking it in one gulp until the drink cup made a barking sound.

"Okay, finished drinking! Thank you for the hospitality, there is a pin crown telling a story, I'm going in to listen to the story."

Wu Xiaomo showed a slow-moving expression.

"Aren't you going to listen?"

"No, it's nothing to hear."

Duan Xiaoming glanced at her, and felt that Wu Xiaomo always acted coldly.

"Shall I tell you a joke?"

Duan Xiaoming thought, why don't I tell some jokes to see if I can amuse her.

"If it's as vulgar as the guy in it said, don't say it."

It seems that she heard something from that Ouyang Shijie before.

"Haha, how is it possible? This is a pure joke. Let me think about it."

He bit his lip and thought for a while, and after searching his guts, he found that he couldn't find any serious jokes except for the joke that organs were excrement.

There are still a few popping up from time to time on weekdays, why is there none at this time?

"How about I give you a brain teaser?"

Wu Xiaomo nodded: "Yes."

"Guess which month I made the most money?"

She thought about it seriously: "It's really unexpected, I heard that your previous performance failed!"

Duan Xiaoming was not angry either, he laughed: "I earned the most money on the day I was born. I heard that all my relatives came, and I earned hundreds of thousands for my family that day."

Wu Xiaomo didn't expect his answer to be this, so she couldn't help laughing.

It's just the hundreds of thousands he said, are there so many?

"So, although my performance in the last three jobs has failed, few people can achieve the brilliance I created 23 years ago!"

This is true, although Duan Zhonghua was born in poverty, and Duan Zhonghua hadn't become rich when his son was born, but Duan Xiaoming's mother's family was well-off, and the gifts from her relatives and friends did add up to hundreds of thousands.

And it was hundreds of thousands of 23 years ago.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, just laughed, he said again: "How much did you earn for your family 26 years ago?"

Wu Xiaomo didn't answer, just lowered her head and drank her drink.

"Don't be conservative, talk about it."

She raised her head: "I didn't make any money. When I was born, my mother died of dystocia."

"what……"

Duan Xiaoming didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"sorry."

he whispered.

"It's ok."

The two fell into a brief silence.

Duan Xiaoming spoke first: "That..."

Wu Xiaomo stood up, took the drink, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, you go and listen to the story."

What stories are you listening to?

Her story has shocked me.

Watching Wu Xiaomo walk away, he still sat where he was, playing with the drink cup in his hand.

Did he hurt her just now?

Do I want to talk to her about this matter again, but it is definitely not appropriate to speak directly, what reason can I think of?

(End of this chapter)