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Chapter 22 Living in a Dream

Seeing Yao Yi walk out of the sales office, Song Youzhi hurriedly threw out half of the cigarette in his hand, took out a piece of green arrow chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it.

Walking to Yao Yi, Song Youzhixian blocked his mouth with both hands and exhaled. He felt that the stinking smoke in his mouth was covered by the mint smell of green tea in chewing gum, and then he spoke: "Brother, I don't know what you call me yet?"

Yao Yixing didn't change his name or his surname, he didn't want to apply for a fake name, and he didn't want Song Youzhi to know his identity. When Song Youzhi entered the sales team of Shanghe Ark, he might hear Yao Yi's name from others - so he replied: "Call me Xiao Yao."

"Yao Ming's Yao?" Song Youzhi nodded, took out the notepad the size of a palm and wrote two pieces, and then asked, "Do you want to go back to the business department and take a look? In addition to Shangling Jinfu, there are other housing sources. Xiao Yao, believe me, it's not bad to know more about the housing market. If you have spare money at home, investing in real estate is good. Pay a down payment, buy a house with a mortgage, and rent it out after you get the house. No matter how you calculate it, you won't lose money!"

This guy is really persistent and doesn't feel tired.

However, in the sales industry, what you need is this precious spirit of "will rather exhaust yourself than starve your peers to death". Moreover, Song Youzhi said that it is right. He can exchange 30% down payment for 100% of the property rights. Considering the depreciation of currency and rising prices, buying a house with loans can be said to be a financial leverage that ordinary people can access, with the lowest risk and the highest returns.

However, Yao Yi really doesn’t have to consider buying a house. She has to ask why, because his father is a vicious big house.

"Thank you, but no need. If I have friends who want to buy a house, I will tell them your contact information." Yao Yi gave Song Youzhi a thumbs up, "In my opinion, you are a very excellent salesperson. As long as you maintain this working state, I believe you will achieve something soon."

"Uh..." Song Youzhi was praised by a young man in the tone of his leader and elder for the first time, and he really didn't know what to react.

Yao Yi felt that everything she should know was understood and there was no need to delay Song Youzhi anymore, so she said she had to leave first, so she went to the nearest bus stop by herself.

Calculate the time, now I go back to Xiangshan Mingyuan to change my clothes, and by the way, recite the recently issued policies, have lunch and then go to Chang'an Road Branch, which happened to be interviewed.

Song Youzhi looked at it in a daze until Yao Yi's back disappeared without reluctance to withdraw his gaze.

He took out the artificial leather wallet that had peeled off at all corners, but he couldn't find one yuan change after tossing and turning. Song Youzhi sighed depressedly, forget it, let's go back.

After walking back about two hundred meters, Song Youzhi's stomach was roaring when he passed by a duck blood vermicelli soup.

Smelling the strong fragrance, Song Youzhi saw the crystal vermicelli in the diner's bowl soaked in the beige fresh soup. The edge of the bowl was filled with duck blood, fruits, coriander, duck liver and duck intestines. Song Youzhi swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Get a bowl?

Forget it. I took Xiao Yao to see the model room before, so I bought two steamed buns to cushion my belly at noon. The white-floured steamed buns are paired with Lao Ganma, which is actually not bad.

Song Youzhi suffered a lot, but when he thought that his wife and children also had to endure hardships, he felt that he was extremely cowardly.

When I heard that the housing market was booming, fools could sell houses and get commissions. Song Youzhi, who liked to deal with people, resolutely left the small tailor shop and joined the real estate sales industry.

But unexpectedly, Party A (developer) not only did not give Party B (real estate agency sales company) very high profits, but also required Party B to sell the house quickly and expensively. The agency will definitely make a profit. However, lower-level employees like Song Youzhi depend on luck. They have no money to make money when they are not open, and they have to bear huge sales pressure when they are open. Overtime is the norm, and they have no vacation all year round. When they are tired from returning home, they don’t even want to say anything, but their basic salary is only 1,200.

What's worse is that Song Youzhi has neither stable customer sources nor tricks to deceive customers. Sometimes sales are dedicated to customers' considerations, which will make customers more aggressive. In the end, even if they sell the house, they will not get much commission because his CD was exchanged for a discount for customers to buy a house.

Song Youzhi was not determined to be a boy who was free from money. He just felt that he was good to customers with his heart and soul. Customers should always remember that when the customer had relatives and friends who wanted to buy a house, they would recommend it to him.

But Song Youzhi did not expect that when an old customer introduced new customers, he not only had to let the new customer enjoy the same discount, but also tried different ways to ask him for rebates openly and secretly.

I can’t even eat enough, so where can I get the rebate?

If you can't come up with benefits, you can only part with you in the end.

Those people's hearts are too complicated and can't be understood.

The more Song Youzhi thought about it, the more sad he felt, and he couldn't help but think of quitting.

Leave your current job and go back to sew some clothes for others with peace of mind, at least you can maintain your life.

But after persisting for so long and not seeing the reward, how can I be willing to do so?

When he walked to the business department, Song Youzhiqiang was so energetic that he squeezed out a stiff smile and reached out to push the door.

As soon as he took a step in, Song Youzhi found something wrong. He found that the gold medal pony who usually disdained him was looking at him, staring at him with his eyes staring straight at him, his eyes very strange.

How to describe this look? Accident? Surprise? Confused? Envy? Jealousy?

What happened? Song Youzhi was about to say something when he saw a colleague with a good relationship coming over with a glass of water and shouting at the top of his throat: "Old Song, where have you been? You don't answer the phone."

Song Youzhi took the water cup and was a little confused. This was the first time he took the water cup handed over by someone else. He usually poured water for others.

"What's wrong?" Song Youzhi took out his cell phone and saw that he missed more than a dozen calls. Maybe he was walking too fast just now, thinking about the messy things in his mind, but he didn't pay attention.

"I'm dizzy, what's wrong? The sales team of Shanghe Ark called you! In the past two months of training, you can go to sell Shanghe Ark's houses! There are 1,800 yuan, and those who buy houses go to queue up early in the morning, just like buying cabbage in the vegetable market. You just lie down and count money!"

The colleague looked excited, but Song Youzhi didn't react. It was not because he had a high level of cultivation and was calm, but because the news was too explosive and shocked him.

"Shanghe Ark, do you want me?" Song Youzhi reacted for a while, pointed at his nose and asked repeatedly, "Do you want me?"

"Yes!" The colleague punched Song Youzhi on the shoulder, "Okay, you old Song, you don't show off and you don't show off. You really can't see it. Treat a treat! You must treat a treat!"

Except for the gold medal Xiaoma, other colleagues followed suit and shouted that Song Youzhi would treat him.

At this time, Manager Zhang of the sales department hurried out and shouted: "What are you doing? Don't call? The customer won't talk anymore? You haven't gotten off work yet! You'll sit back!"

Manager Zhang scolded the others, but when he walked to Song Youzhi, he smiled. He naturally hooked Song Youzhi's shoulder and walked out.

When he walked outside the business department, Manager Zhang took out a bag of Soft China, politely handed a piece to Song Youzhi, and whispered: "Old Song, you are really not interested enough. If you don't tell me about this, come on, smoke."

"Manager Zhang..."

Manager Zhang lit a cigarette for Song Youzhi with a smile and interrupted him: "Call me, Lao Zhang, why are you polite? Besides, you will go to Shanghe Ark immediately, there is no need to call me manager."
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