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Chapter 5 Black heart intermediary?hello big man

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

Hearing the constant knocking on the door, he, who hadn't woken up from his sleep, frowned. He was already angry about getting up, but now he felt even more angry.

Turn on the phone and look, it's 7 in the morning, which good person gets up at 7 in the morning?
"Made! Which bastard is outside?"

However, he didn't open the door right away, but went to the bathroom to rinse with cold water to make his face look better, at least not so scary.

Looking at the blue dragon tattoo on his back, he smiled wryly. If ordinary people saw it, they might call the police directly.

I found a plain black T-shirt to put on and then went to open the door. When I opened the door, I saw that it was actually Wu Jiajia, and beside him was a middle-aged man with his hair combed back and wearing a suit and leather shoes. He looked like an insurance salesman.

Shen Lang frowned: "Jiajia, who is this?"

Wu Jiajia quickly explained.

"It's not that you gave me the key yesterday and asked me to go to a real estate agent to look at the house. It's him. I think it's impolite to come in directly. It's better to knock on the door."

It turned out to be an intermediary, and Shen Lang's face softened a little, making way for the two of them to come in.

As a result, the intermediary looked at Shen Lang's haggard appearance, with a beard all over his face, like a down-and-out middle-aged man.

Coupled with the fact that the other party wanted to sell the house, he was immediately regarded as a loser in a poor family.

There was an imperceptible sarcasm on the intermediary's face, this time he had to severely lower the price.

And it's still in the central area. The houses here are quite old, but the inside is indeed very new, and it will be worth a good price if they are sold together.

He didn't know that it was because Shen Lang had squatted in it for ten years before. During these ten years, there was no fire at all here. He just cleaned it up on weekdays, and there was no trace of use at all. How could it not be new.

Not only that, but the agent actually walked in with his shoes on.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lang frowned. This is still Lao Tzu's house, he just came in with his shoes on?

I don't know if it's because the original owner of this body has a more violent temper, Shen Lang, who was originally quite good-tempered, was also somewhat affected.

Take a deep breath to calm down a little, and organize a stiff smile to accompany the agent to see the house.

"My house is pretty good, at least [-]% new. Although it has been built for more than ten years, it has not been used much, and it can be sold together with the decoration, mainly because I am anxious."

The intermediary was even more happy when they heard it, urgent money?It is even more necessary to lower the price, and then eat both ends by yourself, so the attitude is even more impatient.

Shen Lang thought that his tone was pretty good, but he never thought that this greasy intermediary would turn his head and cast a glance at him.

"You say [-]% to [-]%? I think [-]% is new at most, and all the furniture here is old-fashioned, and people who buy houses may not be able to appreciate it, so it doesn't make much sense whether you bring these things or not.

And your patent leather has faded, the style of the tiles is too ugly, and it seems to be hollow, the layout is also very stupid, the new owner may have to redecorate, tsk tsk, I really can't bear to look at it. "

The agent was also talking about it with gusto, Shen Lang's blood pressure was constantly soaring, so he probably knew that the agent would lower the price for the sake of performance, but he never expected the other party to be so arrogant.

Resisting the idea of ​​using his fist to make intimate contact with his face, he lowered his voice and asked, "Just tell me how much money is suitable for my house? As long as it's not too outrageous, I agree."

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the intermediary was secretly proud.

In fact, he had already found a buyer long before he came, and he was about to get married soon, and wanted to buy a cheap second-hand wedding house. In this case, a slight premium would not be a big problem.

As for Shen Lang's house, the situation is completely satisfactory, and the owner is in a state of needing money urgently. As long as he says a few words and goes offline, the commission for the price difference between the two is very large.

Especially for this kind of multi-million-dollar house, you can earn more than 20 yuan by just moving your mouth. I really hope that there will be more business for this kind of fool.

The intermediary obviously smiled in his heart, but pretended to be embarrassed.

"Your house is too ordinary. In this way, 250 million, and I see that you need money urgently, so I will do you a favor. There is someone offline who wants a house urgently. I can contact you. It's a trivial matter, and there is no need." Thank me."

Shen Lang was immediately happy when he heard the price, did he really think it was two hundred and five?

My own house can be sold for more than 300 million at least, and I will die for my own performance.

Shen Lang twisted his neck left and right, and said suddenly.

"Oh! It's really hot today. If you don't mind, I'll take off my shirt."

The intermediary said indifferently.

"As long as that lady doesn't mind, I don't mind either, but you should make a decision quickly!!"

The intermediary turned his head and saw that Shen Lang was injured in at least a dozen places, and there was a tattoo of blue dragons all over his back, and he immediately backed away in fright.

"What are you doing?" He stammered.

A sneer appeared on Shen Lang's face, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"It's nothing, it's just a little hot. I didn't hear the price quoted just now. Can you say it again?"

(End of this chapter)