From Zhu Hongmei's words, Xu Jia gradually realized that perhaps it was because of her husband's accidental death that she was a little too sensitive to the impermanence of life.

Even from the way she does things, she feels like "handling her funerals before her death", which is already considered post-traumatic stress disorder.

Xu Jia felt a little sympathetic to her, but she couldn't say any comforting words.

He considers himself an empathetic person, but he also knows clearly that the so-called "empathy" is simply a false proposition. If you are not a party, you will never be able to understand the party's feelings.

What's more... is it my turn to sympathize with me? People have to pay a one-time payment to buy a house.

Of course, Xu Jia believes that if he can choose, Zhu Hongmei will be willing to exchange all her money for her husband's life.

After all, money is worthless in front of life.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Hongmei became a little anxious: "Manager Xu, isn't it embarrassing for you? Don't worry, the stalls in the logistics center are very popular. They can be sold out in just one or two weeks at most. The transfer fee is at least hundreds of thousands. I will definitely be able to raise enough money."

"Sister Zhu, I don't mean that." Xu Jia came back to his senses and replied: "But if your stall is sold out, how can you make money in the future?"

Zhu Hongmei smiled: "Don't worry, I've worked in the logistics center for so many years, and it's still easy to find a job. And if I don't do business by myself, I don't have to worry about it, and I can also take care of my family more energy."

It turns out that she had planned everything long ago?

Xu Jia thought for a while and suggested, "Sister Zhu, why not do this? You pay an intentional fee, and then I will talk to the landlord. If possible, how about I notify you?"

"Okay, no problem, how much does it pay?" Zhu Hongmei said, then opened the bag on her waist and prepared to pay.

"This money was not paid to me." Xu Jia smiled bitterly: "It is a signing of an intention agreement with me. If you can negotiate according to your requirements, you authorize me to sign a contract with the landlord directly."

"Oh." Zhu Hongmei smiled embarrassedly and turned around the house again. The smile on her face became stronger and even her eyes lit up a lot.

For her, as long as the house matters are settled, she will get a big heart disease.

Xu Jia waited for her silently, then turned off the lights and locked the door, and went downstairs together.

When he passed by the gate again, Xu Jia was very good at getting things done and handed a few cigarettes.

The security guard took it hesitantly, glanced at Zhu Hongmei who had already gone to drive, and whispered: "Brother, if you are taken over, blink~"

"You have just been taken over!" Xu Jia laughed and scolded with anger: "But thank you, the customer has taken a fancy!"

"Hiss~" the security guard took a breath: "You really buy it? This sister is too fierce!"

Xu Jia smiled without saying a word, said hello, turned around and went to Zhu Hongmei's car, and went to the store together.

Today is Li Qianjin on duty. Seeing Xu Jia suddenly bringing the customer back, he looked at him with a weird expression and asked about the result with his eyes.

Xu Jia understood and nodded slightly at him, which shocked Li Qianjin!

It is not uncommon to open two orders in three days, and there are also three orders in two days when the market is good.

The problem is that the haunted house was sold? Moreover, the landlord agreed to such a generous reward!

"How much?" Li Qianjin couldn't help asking, but Xu Jia shook his head: "I don't know yet, I'm going to make an intentional money."

Upon hearing this, Li Qianjin quickly got up and helped Xu Jia work together.

When it was time to write the price, I was about to write "4.5 million", but Xu Jia shook his head and stopped him.

"Sister Zhu~" Xu Jia turned his head and said, "Or the price should be empty first. It is stated in your unilateral agreement that the price is not higher than 4.5 million, but this purchase and sale agreement is empty first. Wouldn't it be better if the landlord is willing to lower the price a little?"

Zhu Hongmei felt warm when she saw him considering him so much and nodded: "Okay, listen to you."

After the agreement was written, Zhu Hongmei took out 20,000 yuan in cash from her bag, and the intention agreement was completed.

After sending off the customer, Li Qianjin was a little puzzled: "Didn't the landlord say that he only has 4 million yuan, and the excess is yours? The customer agreed and just write 4.5 million yuan, making a net profit of 500,000 yuan!"

"She doesn't have 4.5 million yuan on hand, and she's still a little short of it, so there's a difference in price, so she has to talk to the landlord." Xu Jia tried to make excuses.

But Li Qianjin is a personal genius and immediately reacted: "Do you want to talk about 4 million for the customer?"

Xu Jia pursed his lips and nodded.

"Why do you ask me to say hello? Is this a waste of money?" Li Qianjin said helplessly: "Do you know how many people don't want such opportunities?"

Seeing Xu Jia remained silent, Li Qianjin couldn't do anything about him, so he shook his head and sighed: "Your order, let's make your own decision. Anyway, I have seen what the Virgin is."

"Brother Li~" Xu Jia finally retorted: "This is not called the Virgin, it is called the heart of the flesh."

...

After packing up his things, Xu Jia called the landlord.

When the landlord heard that the house had been sold, he thanked him so much that he hoped to sign it tonight and decided on the matter.

Xu Jia also felt that it was not appropriate to go down, so he was afraid that something would change, so he loaded the agreement and cash and took a taxi to the address sent by the landlord.

Although it was already golden October, the summer heat in Hucheng, located in the south of the Yangtze River, remains deeper and deeper in the night, the car windows are still filled with hot wind.

The taxi drove for about twenty minutes and stopped at a small intersection near the city center.

Xu Jia paid to get off the car, navigated it, and followed the map to find it.

The community where the landlord lives is called Baidanghai, which is the leading key school district housing in Hucheng. The current average market price is about 55,000/square meter.

However, this is an old campus that is over 20 years old. The layout is a bit unclear and the navigation cannot accurately find the location. Xu Jia made a long time to go downstairs of the landlord's house.

After typing the doorbell upstairs, as soon as I entered the door, a turbid air came to my face.

"Come in." The landlord was wearing vest shorts and had already returned to his position: "Hongzhong!"

"Bar! Hum~Wow~ God of Wealth! Piaocai! 64 sons! Haha~ Lao Fan, you cannon king! Thank you!"

"Fuck~" the landlord cursed, then turned his head to Xu Jia and said, "You bring the agreement and I will sign it."

Xu Jia glanced at it and found that the house was only more than 60 square meters. There was an electric mahjong table and a folding table in the living room, which was originally small. The folding table was filled with leftover takeaway packaging, and the floor was full of cigarette butts and wine bottles. Even if the exhaust fan was spinning hard, it was impossible to drain the turbid air.

"Why are you standing there?" the landlord frowned: "Hurry up, I'm still waiting."

｛Name: Fan Shiren, age: 34 years old, occupation: gambler, income: uncertain, hobby: gambling, topics of interest: gambling}

｛Reason for sale: 3 million liabilities (mortgage loan + private loan), urgent degree: 80%, minimum price: 3.5 million, focus: none

"Oh." Xu Jia frowned and took out the agreement: "The landlord, this is the case. The customer really likes it, but you also know that after all, there are no people in the house, so in terms of price..."

Upon hearing this, Fan Shiren was immediately unhappy: "Didn't I agree with you? I only have 4 million, and the rest belongs to you!"

Xu Jia smiled: "I want to make this money, but the customer really can't afford that high price."

"How much does the customer pay?" Fan Shiren said impatiently.

"3.5 million." Xu Jia blinked.

"This is too low, no," Fan Shiren said simply: "If you talk to the customer, you can add 3.8 million to me, otherwise you will not be able to talk."

Xu Jia sneered in his heart, and a embarrassed expression appeared on his face: "Landlord, I sent thousands of flyers and made hundreds of calls to find this customer.

If it weren't for the cheap enough price, who would have bought a house that had never died? It would be difficult to miss this customer and find such a sincere customer!"

As he said that, he opened his briefcase and took out 20,000 yuan of cash. Facing Fan Shiren's eyes that were shiny in an instant, he slowly said: "The customer has paid even the intentional money, and I'm waiting for you to sign!"

Before Fan Shiren could speak, one of his card friends snatched: "Old Fan, it's a waste of money anyway, so it's good if someone buys it."

"That's it." Another person echoed: "Besides, you lost nearly 10,000 tonight. You won't be planning to write an IOU again, are you? Your IOU almost as many as a napkin."

The last person urged: "Hurry up, the flowers I've been waiting for have faded! You either sign quickly or shuffle the cards quickly."

As several people urged him continuously, Fan Shiren showed hesitation, his eyes flashed several times, and finally chose to compromise...
Chapter completed!