It’s only ten minutes’ walk from the sales department to Jiangbin Royal View.
Zhang Chen adhered to the spirit of "driving without chatting, chatting without driving" and did not strike up a conversation with Xiao Qingyu along the way.
When they arrived at the sea view villa, Xiao Qingyu very professionally introduced to Zhang Chen the various materials used in the villa and various smart home operation methods.
Zhang Chen is very satisfied with her professionalism, which is hundreds of times better than that of He Jian, a veteran who relies on his qualifications to get ahead.
The villa is basically the same as the video I just saw.
And when you are on the ground, you can feel the luxury and nobility even more.
Zhang Chen stood on the balcony, holding the railing with both hands, looking at the clear water and blue sky. The sound of waves sounded in his ears, and the world seemed to become smaller.
The breeze blows on my face, feeling relaxed and happy.
This is life!
"Ding dong!"
A text message alert sounded on his cell phone, and Zhang Chen took out his cell phone to check!
Jinrong Group’s dividend for the first half of the year has arrived, amounting to 918 million.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he easily achieved nine small goals.
Look at the time, it’s almost twelve o’clock.
Zhang Chen turned around and said to Xiao Qingyu, "I am very satisfied with this villa. Thank you, Manager Xiao, for helping me introduce it for so long."
"Young Master Zhang is too polite. It's my job to introduce the condition of the house to clients." Xiao Qingyu said with a soft smile.
Zhang Chen half-jokingly praised, "If other salespeople in the company are as professional as Manager Xiao, the houses built by Mr. Wei and others will definitely not be enough for you to sell."
When Xiao Qingyu heard the compliment, he showed a sweet smile on his face and said: "The quality and price of our Jinrong Real Estate's houses are well-known in Changlin City. The houses are very popular. We sales staff are just the icing on the cake."
Zhang Chen also worked as a sales intern for more than a month, and knew that selling a house was not as simple as imagined, so he said: "Manager Xiao, there is no need to be self-effacing. In order to express my gratitude for your professional introduction, I will treat you to dinner at noon, and you can decide the location."
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"Director Chu asked me to entertain Mr. Zhang well, so I should treat you." Xiao Qingyu said, "A Hong Kong Li restaurant has just opened near the company. The barbecued pork soup and spaghetti in it tastes pretty good. I will take Mr. Zhang to try it.
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Zhang Chen smiled heartily and said, "Don't be polite to me. I just got paid and I'm in a good mood. I'll treat you to the Hong Kong Conrad restaurant you mentioned."
"Then thank you so much, Mr. Zhang." Seeing Zhang Chen say this, Xiao Qingyu stopped refusing.
The two left the villa, Zhang Chen located the Hong Kong Li restaurant near the sales department and set off with "Wolf King".
When they were about to arrive, Xiao Qingyu's cell phone rang.
After answering the phone, he said to Zhang Chen in a panic, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I can't go to dinner with you. Can you take me back to the company first?"
Zhang Chen frowned slightly and asked, "Is there something urgent?"
"Yeah." Xiao Qingyu nodded absently.
"At work?" Zhang Chen asked curiously.
Xiao Qingyu shook his head, "A little personal matter."
Zhang Chen saw that Xiao Qingyu was in a low mood, so he stopped asking any more questions.
When they reached the road outside the company, Xiao Qingyu said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Just park here. I'll treat you to dinner another day to make amends."
"It's okay, I'll take you to the door." Zhang Chen continued to turn and drove to the entrance of the sales department.
Xiao Qingyu hurriedly got out of the car and ran inside.
Zhang Chen looked in from the door and saw several people in the hall who seemed to be making trouble.
He is now the largest shareholder, and he cannot just sit idly by when others are causing trouble in his company, so he got out of the car and followed in.
"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" Xiao Qingyu trotted up to a couple in their fifties and said nervously.
"If we didn't come here, would we have found you?" Xiao's father, Xiao Tielin, scolded sternly, "You damn girl, you have stiff wings, don't you care whether we live or die? You won't go home on weekends, and you won't answer your phone calls. I
I thought you died outside."
When the security guards in the hall who originally tried to dissuade Xiao Tielin and the others saw Xiao Qingyu coming, they all stepped aside and shook their heads helplessly.
They knew these were Manager Xiao's parents, otherwise they would have been kicked out.
"Dad, if we have anything to do, can we go home and talk about it?" Xiao Qingyu pursed her lips and begged.
"Let's make it clear here today." Xiao's mother Fang Cuihua said in a sharp voice, "Dajun's girlfriend said that she must have a house before she will get married, so give the house in Jinxiu Garden to Dajun."
Xiao Qingyu said excitedly, "Didn't I buy a house for my brother?"
Xiao Tielin shouted angrily: "That house is used as a wedding room for Dajun, where will your mother and I live? Do you want us to live on the street, you damn girl?"
"If you don't live with me, you can move to my place." Xiao Qingyu said with red and swollen eyes.
Fang Cuihua said sharply, "Your brother's house is only 100 square meters. It's old and shabby. How can it be used as a wedding room? Give your brother the house in Jinxiu Garden as a wedding room."
Xiao Tielin also chimed in and cursed, "You damn girl, buy yourself a luxury house and buy a second-hand house for your brother."
Xiao Dajun, a 30-year-old man next to him, said loudly, "Little sister, Qianqian said she would marry me only if the house is in my name. You have to transfer the house to my name."
"I bought the property with a loan, but I haven't received the real estate certificate yet. How can I transfer it to your name?"
When Xiao Qingyu heard what his parents and his brother said, he shed tears of grievance.
Three years ago, her parents asked her to buy a house for her brother. She used all her savings of 900,000 to buy a 100-square-meter second-hand house in her brother's name.
She bought her own house with a loan this year. Another property of Jinrong Group, Jinxiu Garden, is 120 square meters, with an internal price of 2.5 million, a down payment of 900,000, a 30-year loan, and an average monthly repayment of about 10,000.
Not long ago, she said that her brother was getting married and took 380,000 yuan from her as a bride price.
She only has more than a thousand yuan left for living expenses.
"Are you sincere in not letting your brother get married?" Fang Cuihua didn't care so much. She yelled mischievously, "You white-eyed wolf, I have raised you for more than 20 years in vain. Do you want your brother to be a bachelor for the rest of his life?"
Let us, the old Xiao family, have no descendants?"
"Mom, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, just ask my brother to go to the housing management bureau to check." Xiao Qingyu's heart ached and numbed.
In fact, they also knew that Xiao Qingyu had not obtained the real estate certificate and had already discussed the countermeasures. Xiao Tielin said, "Otherwise, you write an IOU to Da Jun, saying you owe him money, and mortgage the house to him, so that your in-laws will also
Agree to get married."
"Dad, how could you do this!" Xiao Qingyu was so broken that he kept shaking his head.
She was almost driven crazy.
I dare not go home on weekends and dare not answer my cell phone.
In the end, I couldn't escape, so I went directly to their company to make trouble.
I made a fuss three years ago when I asked her to buy a house for her brother.
The security guards and colleagues around them were so angry that they wanted to beat them up, but this was a family matter, what could they say?
I can only look at Xiao Qingyu with sympathy.
She is a strong woman at work, but she is so weak and helpless under the pressure of her parents.
"Damn girl, now that your wings are hard, you dare not even listen to your father's words. Let's see if I don't beat you to death."
Xiao Tielin cursed angrily and raised his hand to hit Xiao Qingyu in the face.
The slap was only halfway down when someone pinched my wrist tightly.