Chapter: 43

"Wow, it's really the same as in the photo."

One of the ponytailed women exclaimed.

The 3 million decoration and furniture, although it cannot be compared with the real local tyrants in Xiangjiang, is better than the average family and belongs to the upper class.

"That's great!" The manager walked around, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Mr. Zhang, with all due respect, your house can be sold for at least 22 million now. Are you really sure you want it?" Eighteen million for sale?"

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded lightly, and said calmly, "I just want to sell quickly."

Seeing Zhang Han's affirmation, the manager looked happy and said:

"Mr. Zhang, can you show me your ID card and real estate certificate?"

"It's on the table, let's see for yourself." Zhang Han was ready a long time ago, pointing to the coffee table in the living room and said.

The manager hurried over to take a look. After confirming the news, his face was a little excited, and he said:

"Excuse me, I'm going to contact my boss."

The boss is also the regional manager of his intermediary company Huangzhu. Anyone who is not a fool can see the business opportunities in this house. If he wins it and resells it, he will have a net profit of more than four million!

Even the manager wanted to make a decision to take the house by himself, but he didn't have eighteen million.

Not every manager has the luck of buying Zhang Han Ferrari.

The manager went into the second bedroom to make a phone call, and there was another wave of guests in front of the open door.

This time, two men came, one was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the other was in his early twenties. When they saw that someone was "getting ahead of them" in the room, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurried to get closer. Come and say hello to Zhang Han.

How do they know who is Mr. Zhang in the room?

Because intermediary staff, regardless of gender, wear formal attire, which will also give customers a sense of psychological security.

As for the first wave of people in the room, after seeing the person coming, their eyes shone with hostility. Those two were also top-notch, and they stared back mercilessly, and the house was full of murderous intent for a while.

But the matter is important, the eyes were fighting for a few seconds, and the two men also came to Zhang Han's side to do business.

The behavior of the manager was similar to that of the previous manager. After confirming the news, he called the boss directly.

So in the next hour, Zhang Han was completely busy, and more than a dozen waves of intermediaries arrived one after another.

However, their quality is also very good. Before entering the house, they will put on a pair of brand new shoe covers. The house has not been dirty due to the large number of guests.

Originally, 80% of the managers wanted to make a decision directly, but Zhang Han did not give a clear letter, but told them that he would come with whichever party had the fastest transaction speed.

The normal housing transaction process takes a month, but the bosses of some intermediary companies have a deep relationship and can quickly complete the complicated process, which is the so-called queue jumping.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Zhang Han turned on his mobile phone. He didn't expect to answer three more calls in half an hour.

What they said was roughly the same. Zhang Han could arrive at the scene in one morning, go to the second-hand housing transaction center to sign, and release the loan on the same day, and the rest would be handled by the intermediary company.

So Zhang Han replied that whoever came the next day would trade with whom, after all he couldn't tell who was who.

At three o'clock the next morning, Zhang Han was awakened by a knock on the door.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Han opened his eyes in a daze, frowned slightly, got up and opened the door, standing in front of the door was Manager Ma who came in the first wave yesterday.