Chapter 4 The little temple demon is so powerful "I can't make any calls anymore. It seems I can only answer them." Zhang Qiyuan put down his phone depressedly. “Haha, you made too many phone calls and were reported by the owner. You can go to the business hall with your ID card to unlock it. From now on, you only need to make 20 calls a day. Don’t make more than that, or your account will be blocked easily.” Huang Yi smiled. "Of course, if you want to make more calls, you can go to the business hall to apply for another card. Your master has four cards." Huang Yi picked up his two mobile phones and shook them. At this time, Xiong Wei came down from the tea room on the second floor. Hearing this, he said with some displeasure: "What's the point of having so many cards? You don't even make phone calls. Although Xiao Zhang just got here, he also knows how to make phone calls." "What's the point of looking for a house now? There are no customers." Huang Yihun didn't care. Xiong Wei immediately became annoyed. He glanced at Dong Hui and Wang Yong who were playing with their phones and scolded them, "If you don't have any customers, won't you go to expand your business? You don't open a website, don't set up a booth, and don't post a notice. You just sit in the store and play with your phone every day, waiting for customers to come to you?" As soon as these words were spoken, the entire store fell silent. Even Huang Yi, who had the best relationship with Xiong Wei, stopped talking. "Since Xiao Zhang's phone has been blocked, one of you will take Xiao Zhang to expand the customer base later." Xiong Wei looked around and said.
"Well, later this afternoon, I'll take Xiao Zhang to the subway entrance to set up the exhibition." Seeing that Huang Yi didn't say anything, Wang Yong coughed dryly, put away his phone and said. "Okay!" Xiong Wei nodded with a slightly relieved expression. …… At 3:30 in the afternoon, Wang Yong held up a display board and an electric car key and said to Zhang Qiyuan: "Xiao Zhang, let's go set up the exhibition." Zhang Qiyuan nodded, stepped forward and took the display board from Wang Yong, and then the two of them rode their electric bikes towards the subway entrance. "Brother Wang, from what I heard from Manager Xiong, it seems that our store doesn't have many outlets open?" Zhang Qiyuan couldn't help but ask on the way. "It's not that we don't open it, it's that the effect is not good. Take for example, it costs 3000 to open a port. Even if the company reimburses half of it, it still costs 1500. We have opened it before, but there were basically no potential customers, so we simply didn't open it later. Now Sister He is the only one in the company who has opened a port." Wang Yong said casually. "How can we find customers if we don't have a port open?" "It's OK for us old agents. We have recommendations from old clients, we post on WeChat Moments, and some clients ask about us. We can also make rental orders. If you are new, you can only set up exhibitions, post notes, or open ports." Wang Yong said, and continued: "By the way, I think a friend of mine said that he received a customer transaction on Xiaohongshu. You can also try it." Zhang Qiyuan immediately kept these words in mind. He was a newcomer now, and if the port was not opened, he would have to find customers on his own. Blue Sky International is about a mile away from the subway entrance. It’s not far but not close either. It takes about twenty minutes to walk there, but it’s much quicker to get there by electric bike. At this time, there were not many people at the subway entrance. Wang Yong casually placed the display board in a shady place, found a clean place, and played with his mobile phone. "timi!" A very familiar voice sounded, Zhang Qiyuan glanced at Wang Yong's phone, and it was indeed Honor of Kings. This made him speechless. Why did he feel that the people in the store were not very active? This made him wonder if he had chosen the wrong store. As if sensing Zhang Qiyuan's gaze, Wang Yong said, "Xiao Zhang, do you think we are all a bit of a loser?" "No, no." Zhang Qiyuan shook his head quickly. "There's nothing we can do about it. The overall environment is not good right now, and keeping the port open has no effect at all. You newcomers are fine as you still have a basic salary, but we old ones have no basic salary. Take Master Huang for example, he has been a broker for ten years. Do you think he has any money now?" Wang Yong sighed. Zhang Qiyuan thought about it carefully. Although the real estate industry has been in a downturn in recent years, it was still okay before. "It should be possible. After all, I see that Manager Xiong drives an Audi, and Boss Dong also has a car and a house."
"Haha, then you are wrong. Master Huang likes to pretend, you know." "A little bit." Zhang Qiyuan thought for a while and said. "More than one thing. He has to drive a good car when he goes out. That's why he drives all of Xiong Wei's cars. He spends money lavishly and is now in debt. The reason why he has two mobile phones is because he gets too many debt collection calls. He now works as a cook and a full-time driver for others every day." As if he felt that he had said too much, Wang Yong quickly said: "But Master Huang is a very good person, and it's nice to be his friend." "Manager Xiong is quite nice to Master Huang," said Zhang Qiyuan. "How can it be bad? He has the smallest shares in the store and the least say. Master Huang is his childhood friend, so of course he is nice to him, otherwise no one in the store would obey him. But Xiong Wei likes to take advantage of others, so you have to be careful about this." Wang Yong reminded. "Is there such a thing?" Zhang Qiyuan immediately entered the spectator mode. "Hey, like the day you came, he was clearly going out to eat with his family, but he insisted on claiming that he was treating clients to a meal and asked the company to reimburse him. Also, last year I had a client who bought a house from him, but he insisted that it was an exclusive deal, and the owner didn't have a mortgage certificate, so he insisted on splitting the profit with me 50-50. If it wasn't for Dong Hui's sake, I would have left long ago." Wang Yong sneered. It can be seen that he has a lot of opinions about Xiong Wei. "Isn't he a shareholder?" Zhang Qiyuan was a little shocked. To be honest, he had a good impression of Xiong Wei and felt that he was a qualified store manager. "Although he is a shareholder, his shares are small. Do you think he is rich just because he bought an Audi? He bought the car with no down payment to save face. Last year, he also bought a new house in Echeng Development Zone. The monthly car loan and mortgage are estimated to be tens of thousands. His wife doesn't work, so he doesn't need to go around looking for money." Wang Yong said disdainfully. "Xiao Zhang, I think you are an honest person, that's why I told you so much. You shouldn't tell tales." Wang Yong turned his head and stared at Zhang Qiyuan. "Don't worry, I know this, and I'm not a talkative person." Zhang Qiyuan assured. Wang Yong then nodded and began to concentrate on playing the game. Zhang Qiyuan was somewhat emotional. If Wang Yong hadn't told him this, he really wouldn't have known the ins and outs of this. He could only say that the temple was small but the demons were strong, and the water was shallow... Hmm? I think I scolded myself. Zhang Qiyuan shook his head. If he had known this would be the case, he would never have come to this store. How can they do business when the people here are not united? "By the way, Brother Wang, I made a phone call yesterday. An owner wants to sell a house. It's a building in Phase 97 of Blue Sky International, 6 square meters, on the th floor, and is rented out for decoration. How much can it be sold for now?" Zhang Qiyuan asked with a turn of his eyes. "I have an impression of the house you mentioned. The owner was very difficult to talk to. He hung up after a few words when I called him. The house was listed at a very high price and he was unwilling to lower the price. What's wrong? He can't bear it anymore and wants to lower the price?" Wang Yong complained after carefully recalling the situation. "..." Why am I so awkward talking? Every time you call me, it’s when I’m at work, okay? Zhang Qiyuan muttered to himself. "What about that house? It's next to the highway, and an elevated road is going to be built soon. It's almost the same height as his floor, and the decoration is poor. The customer will need to redecorate it after buying it. Now the transaction price of an unfinished house on a good floor and in a good building is about 180 million. So, you can ask the owner to directly reduce the price to 165 million." Wang Yong suggested. “You want to reduce it by so much?” Zhang Qiyuan said with some surprise. "Hey, let me tell you, 165 is just a quote. With the current market conditions, if you want to sell it quickly, 160 million is the transaction price. If you wait until the tower is erected and some time has passed, you probably won't be able to sell it at this price." Wang Yong said. Zhang Qiyuan was silenced. His parents spent nearly 160 million yuan to buy this house. If he sold it for 160 million yuan, all the interest he paid to the bank over the years would be a loss. They all work for banks. But after working as a real estate agent for so many days, he also knew that what Wang Yong said was right. The current real estate market can be said to be getting worse and worse. Thinking of this, he remembered the agent who had persuaded his parents to buy a house, and he wished he could kill him right now. (End of this chapter)