I have a book to sell a house

Chapter 75 Case 1: Poor Parents in the World
When Duan Xiaoming returned to his seat, Zhang Weijun was the only one sitting there.

Out of professional sensitivity, he asked, "Brother Zhang, where is your daughter?"

"It should be out to breathe, young people are active."

Hearing Zhang Weijun's answer, Duan Xiaoming thought that as long as he didn't run away, it would be fine, so he began to fill in the subscription information.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, should you and your sister-in-law's names be written on the house?"

Zhang Weijun replied: "Just write my daughter's name, anyway, the house is bought for her."

"She doesn't have any income yet. If you write her name alone, you have to go through various mortgage procedures with your sister-in-law. Besides, this daughter, you may not be able to decide who she will marry in the future. I suggest you write your name on it. She will get married in the future." Yes, if you meet a good husband, you will reduce your name."

Duan Xiaoming's subtext is to say that many people are falling out because of the ownership of the house, and many men occupy the woman's property, but he didn't say it.

I always feel as if I think society is too dark.

But in fact, the society is not dark at all, but some people's evil intentions have stained the society.

Zhang Weijun asked: "Is that so? Then write my name and my daughter's name."

"Give me that brother's ID card. Do you have your daughter's ID card?"

"In her own place."

Duan Xiaoming: "Well, she will come and ask her later, it's a good thing to buy a house, because once you have a house, you will have a stable home."

Zhang Weijun: "In today's society, having a house is considered a success, but good is good. Unfortunately, her mother can't count on her to live in the future..."

When Duan Xiaoming and Zhang Weijun were chatting in the negotiation area, Zhang Juan, who was outside the sales department, felt that something had broken in her heart, and her bright future was gone.

Yunluo didn't answer her question, but told her not to buy a house, but to treat her mother first.

She controlled her emotions and asked again: "Where did you get this?"

Her expression was not very good, and the emotions in her tone were complicated.

"I went to the toilet at your house last night. When I first went in, I accidentally saw it on the sink."

Zhang Juan asked: "Then give it to me!"

Yunluo replied softly: "I didn't take it. At that time, I found that I couldn't see clearly, so I took a picture to enlarge it. Uncle knocked on the door hurriedly and took it away."

Zhang Juan heard this, with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "This can't be true, it's impossible, you lied to me, right, just like you have always been a liar to me, right?"

But Yunluo looked at her expression with pity without saying a word, and drew her tears out of her eye sockets.

She was crying, and then wiped away the tears with the back of her hand.

After thinking for a while, she turned and walked towards the sales department. She was a thin person, but she seemed to be full of strength when she walked at this moment.

After entering the sales department, the customer service staff at the guide desk greeted warmly: "Hello!"

"not good at all!"

she replied loudly.

The voice was a bit loud, and Duan Xiaoming and Zhang Weijun, who were sitting in the negotiation area, could vaguely hear it.

But they didn't hear very clearly.

The whole hall inspectors and sellers were suddenly startled by the sound, as if time paused for a second.

Duan Xiaoming asked: "Do you think that voice sounds like your daughter?"

Zhang Weijun replied: "It's a bit like it."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Juan came to the negotiation area, walked to Zhang Weijun's side in two or three steps, and then said nothing.

Zhang Weijun looked up at his daughter who was biting her lip and breathing quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Duan Xiaoming thought, maybe this little girl suddenly changed her mind and didn't want to buy it.

He looked up at Zhang Juan, but saw that the little girl had red eyes.

"Dad! We won't buy the house!"

Sure enough, this guy stopped buying a house.

I wrote so much just now, and I was about to ask her for an ID card for registration. If it was a little girl, her mood was as unpredictable as the weather.

Is she repenting?Do you think that buying other poor communities is actually more in line with their current family situation?

By the way, that Yunluo didn't come, or did Yunluo say something?
Did he tell his girlfriend about his guess?
Duan Xiaoming thought that Yunluo was just guessing that Zhang Juan's mother was ill, but he didn't know that Yunluo had already seen the medical certificate. He thought about it so much, so why not just ask: "Student Juan, why didn't you buy this house again? This price was obtained with great difficulty, and—”

Duan Xiaoming didn't see Zhang Juan's tears falling, but saw her saliva flying on his face.

"Shut up! Do you still have a conscience! Do you have humanity!"

Zhang Juan yelled at Duan Xiaoming.

This roar directly fixed Yunluo who had just walked in. He was five or six meters away from the negotiating table, and he was glad that he came in a few steps late, otherwise he would probably be scolded for being heartless along the way.

After Zhang Juan finished yelling, the negotiation area was instantly quiet.

Duan Xiaoming is baffled, how does this involve him, do you have a conscience?
Before he raised any questions, Zhang Juan spoke again: "Did you know that my mother is sick? Knowing that you still want us to buy a house? Big fool! Big liar!"

At this time, Duan Xiaoming reckoned that she already knew that her mother was sick, and when she was in a bad mood, she became emotional, and then vented her emotions on herself due to her immaturity.

But who told the news?

Yunluo?

In the negotiating area, the customers and salespeople who were sitting and negotiating orders did not know what happened and started whispering.

Duan Xiaoming's mobile phone placed on the negotiation table vibrated.

Since he joined Xiaoqiang Real Estate, he has gradually changed the ringtone of his mobile phone to vibrate, so as not to disturb others.

In this way, Dad's ringtone "I am your dad" will not be too eye-catching.

He reached out to turn the phone over to see who was calling.

Zhang Juan snatched Zhang Weijun's ID card that was placed in front of him. She moved too much, and directly pulled the subscription book in front of him, which directly caused the mobile phone placed on the subscription book to slide, fell off the table.

Duan Xiaoming wanted to catch his rice phone, but his body couldn't keep up with the speed of his brain.

The rice phone fell to the ground with a thud, and the screen shattered.

Then, as if silently accusing its master of not taking good care of itself, its screen flickered and then entered the dark age.

Duan Xiaoming still maintained the posture of reaching out to take it, and said in his mouth: "This..."

Zhang Weijun spoke at this time: "How did you read this book? You are so uneducated, and now you broke his cell phone, what are you doing!"

After finishing speaking, he helped Duan Xiaoming pick up the phone and handed it to him: "I'm sorry Xiaoduan, take a look and see if it still works."

Duan Xiaoming said "It's okay, she did it unintentionally", and kept moving his hands. He caught Rice's phone and pressed it around, but it didn't respond.

"Is it still useful?"

Zhang Weijun asked.

Duan Xiaoming didn't have time to answer.

Zhang Juan became angry: "Mom is sick, and you are still here to care about whether this guy's mobile phone is broken. Dad~~ What did he tell you to make you think about buying a house? Mom, you don't care!"

Before Zhang Weijun could reply, Zhang Juan stomped her foot and turned to go outside the sales department.

Yun Luo, who had been standing by the side without speaking, hastily followed out.

Zhang Weijun left a sentence: "I'll go out for a while, I'll pay you the money for the phone later, I'm sorry!"

He chased out.

After Zhang Weijun went out, the negotiation area returned to normal noise.

Duan Xiaoming thought for a while, grabbed the information on the desktop in his hand, and followed him out.

In a corner of the square outside the sales department, Zhang Juan was squatting on the ground, holding her knees with her hands, lowering her head, as if crying.

Zhang Weijun squatted beside him and said something.

Yunluo stood by and looked at their father and daughter.

Duan Xiaoming did not expect things to turn out like this.

He thought in his heart, if he knew this earlier, it might be better if he told Zhang Juan the truth from the beginning.

There is a voice in my mind: "When the customer is emotional, don't continue to stimulate the customer, but observe, and use a gentle tone to guide the customer to calm down."

He walked up to Zhang Weijun and didn't speak. Zhang Weijun looked up at Duan Xiaoming.

Duan Xiaoming nodded to him.

Zhang Weijun bowed his head and said to his daughter: "Dad is wrong, Dad shouldn't hide it from you, let's go back, go back, and talk with mom."

Only then did Zhang Juan raise her head, with tears and snot on her face.

Zhang Weijun stood up, and his son and daughter also stood up.

Zhang Juan stood up, but glared at Duan Xiaoming: "What are you doing here?"

Seeing this, Zhang Weijun said: "Daughter, it is your mother's idea to buy a house. Don't think that Xiao Duan gave us some ecstasy soup. Xiao Duan, I'm sorry—by the way, it's convenient for you to come with us too." Come? If you're not busy."

Duan Xiaoming really wanted to refuse, but the house has not been sold so far, and one mobile phone has been scrapped. He still wants to repair the mobile phone, but looking at Zhang Weijun's sincere eyes, he replied: "Not busy."

"Then come with us. Her mother also wants to ask some questions. It was not convenient to come here before. Now I will ask you in person, and I will trouble you again."

A group of four took a taxi. Along the way, Zhang Weijun told his daughter everything about the situation.

Zhang Juan cried like a tearful person.

Knowing that buying a house was her mother's long-cherished wish, she cried even harder.

Crying and apologizing to Duan Xiaoming, crying and saying sorry to Dad.

After getting off the car in the western suburbs, Duan Xiaoming followed Zhang Weijun to his rented house.

A rented house is a so-called one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom separated by a suite.

Zhang Juan's mother was in the bedroom, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly got up from the bed, and then struggled to get out of bed.

After Zhang Weijun entered the door, he pointed to Duan Xiaoming and introduced to her: "This is a section about selling houses."

Mother Zhang was very happy: "Xiao Duan is good, I will trouble you to buy a house, please sit down."

She thought the house was already bought.

After Duan Xiaoming sat down, she asked again: "How big is the house, and how much will the monthly payment be?"

Duan Xiaoming didn't know how to answer, he looked at Zhang Weijun, Zhang Weijun sighed, and briefly explained what happened.

After speaking, Zhang's mother and Zhang Juan mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.

After crying, mother Zhang comforted her daughter again: "It's okay, mother is fine, buying a house is what mother means, I hope you can live a happy life easily and happily when you have a house in the future."

Zhang Juan burst into tears: "Mom, I don't want to buy a house, I want to treat your illness! As long as you are well, I will be happy."

Mother Zhang sighed: "Silly boy, this disease can't be cured. If you treat it again, the house will be gone. Xiao Duan, we still have to buy the house. His father, go and go through the house formalities with Xiao Duan. Me and Xiao Duan Juan is waiting for you at home."

But Zhang Juan pulled Zhang Weijun's sleeve and said, "Father, Mom, I beg you, we don't want to buy a house, can we get medical treatment first?"

Duan Xiaoming was touched by this situation, and said with red eyes: "Actually, when I was very young, my mother was also sick—"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Juan once again performed the lion's roar at him: "Go away! What are you still doing here? We won't buy a house!"

(End of this chapter)