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"That's okay. Anyway, we must buy these three houses, and the rest, the boss will do what the boss says." Zhang Laosan said.

Zhang Lao Er also nodded, indicating that he has no opinion.

Seeing that they all agreed, Mr. Zhang said: "Then you can go to the foot bath shop and press your feet first. I'll get in touch and see if other small intermediaries are willing to make this order cheaper."

"Then I will trouble you." Zhang Lao Er put his arms around the old third's shoulders, waved to the foot bath shop nearby.

Seeing Boss Zhang got in the car again, Mrs. Zhang said to his second child: "You said, should we find an accountant from outside to check the accounts?"

"What do you mean by this? Do you really doubt the boss?" Zhang Lao Er frowned.

Zhang Laosan nodded: "The company has been in business for three years. Every year, except for a dividend of one million yuan for the New Year, there is only a salary left. You don't know how many projects you do in a year, and you only have that money? If the boss is secretly..."

"Shut up." Zhang Lao Er said a little displeased: "We are brothers! When you say this, you are not afraid of being dead?"

Zhang Laosan was silent for a while, and also murmured: "Hey...how do you say it is all a brother, it shouldn't be the case."

"That's not enough. And this time when we both said that we wanted to buy a house, the boss agreed without even thinking about it. If you really have that thought, you will definitely find excuses to shirk. So you think too much, understand?" Zhang Lao Er said .

When I went upstairs, seeing Laosan Zhang still preoccupied, he smiled: "Don't think about it! Look, you can push oil here, relax..."

Chen Jin was in the store, looking at the location of the Zhang brothers on Huodian's radar, wondering a bit.

"Why is this boss back again?" He couldn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Boss Zhang's car parked on the side of the road outside Qinghe Garden, and his cell phone rang.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang? What's the matter?" Chen Jin answered.

Zhang Laodao: "Xiao Chen, you come outside, I have something to discuss with you."

"Okay." Chen Jin hung up and got up to go out.

When I walked to the side of the road, I saw Boss Zhang’s Audi A8 and it did not turn off at all. The other person was sitting in the cab and said to him: "Get in the car and talk."

Chen Jin nodded, opened the door and got on the co-pilot.

Boss Zhang handed over a cigarette and smiled at him: "I'm sorry, but I have to trouble you to run out. Doesn't it affect your work?"

Chen Jin took the cigarette and lit it, and took a sip, "No. Mr. Zhang, you might as well just talk about it."

"Actually it's not a big deal." Zhang Laodao: "Xiao Chen, if all three houses are sold, how much commission can you get?"

Chen Jin blinked, pretending to touch the phone and press the button and said, "About 30,000."

"I can give you 60,000 directly!" Zhang Laodao.

"Mr. Zhang's meaning, I don't understand."

Elder Zhang laughed: "As long as you do me a small favor."

"I'm a small agent, how can I help you?" Chen Jin asked.

"As long as you tell my two brothers that those three houses can't be bought anymore. As for the sale or the landlord's price increase, it's up to you. You are doing this, and you should find an excuse. Are you?" Boss Zhang whispered.

Chen Jin squinted his eyes and asked, "Mr. Zhang, it's convenient to ask, why do you need my help?"

"Hahaha..." Mr. Zhang laughed: "You should understand that when the money is too much, the family will easily get angry and worry about it. My money is not brought by the wind, so I can't give it away for nothing, right? It's because the family's face can't be wiped away, so this is the only trick."

Seeing Chen Jin's silence, Zhang Boss said again: "As long as you help me do this, I can still buy a villa of more than 10 million yuan in your hands and pay you full commission."

"Mr. Zhang knows our business quite well?" Chen Jin smiled.

Boss Zhang nodded: "I have visited the house several times before, and the view is almost the same. How about? As long as you help me, not only will I pay you double your income this time, but also the villa will be sold on your hand. ."

"Then I want 100,000!" Chen Jin responded.

Boss Zhang was taken aback, annoyed: "Xiao Chen, I have given you a lot! You can't be greedy!"

"The other 40,000 is a hush fee. Mr. Zhang, now you give me 100,000, but you can save tens of millions to buy a villa. You can't count this account too much?" Chen Jin also smiled.

"Hehe, it is said that all your intermediaries are vampires! I didn't think it was right before, but now it seems to be worse than vampires!" Boss Zhang said solemnly, "100,000 is 100,000, but you must give it to the show. I’ll play well!"

Chen Jin also said, "Every other! Hey, Mr. Zhang, if I am not greedy, how can you have this money left?"

"Okay, you can go back. I will bring them back in a while!" Zhang Laodao.

But Chen Jin didn't move, still sitting in the co-pilot, smoking a cigarette leisurely.

"What do you mean?" Boss Zhang asked.

"Give the money first. Otherwise, don't talk about it." Chen Jin said lightly.

"you……"

"Mr. Zhang, if things are done, what should you do if you fail? Dongjiang City has a population of over 10 million! Where can I find you?" Chen Jin asked back.

Boss Zhang had a sullen face, thought for a while, without speaking, and drove Chen Jin directly to the bank.

Twenty minutes later, the two walked out of the bank together.

"100,000 has already been given to you, don't mess with me!" Boss Zhang said displeasedly.

Chen Jin laughed: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, my mouth is very strict."

"Huh!" Zhang boss Wu drove away by himself, regardless of Chen Jin.

But Chen Jin didn't care, he took a taxi and returned to the store.It’s just that he didn’t tell Boss Zhang that his mouth is indeed very strict, but his hands are not very honest...

"Being brothers in this life, but not meeting again in the next life..."

"Damn, your cell phone ringtone is too earthy, the third child? How many years ago was the song?" Zhang Lao Er was lying on the sofa with Zhang Lao San beside them, and in front of them were two very well dressed "Polite" female foot bath technician.

"Can you control it?" Zhang Laosan said, picking up the phone and looking at it, but it was not a phone call, but a text message.

"What the hell? Multimedia information?" Zhang Laosan mumbled.

Zhang Lao Er smiled and said, "Don't look, it must be a scam."

"Nima said earlier, I clicked all the points..."

"I can give you 60,000 directly!"

"As long as you do me a little favor."

As soon as they heard the sound coming from the mobile phone, Zhang Lao Er and Zhang Lao San looked at each other, and immediately sat upright.Zhang Laosan amplified the volume and continued listening.

"As long as you tell my two brothers that those three houses can't be bought anymore. As for the sale or the landlord's price increase, it's up to you. You are doing this, and you should find an excuse. You?"

"Mr. Zhang, it is convenient to ask, why do you need my help?"

"Hahaha... you should understand that when the money is too much, the family will easily get angry and worry about it. My money is not caused by a strong wind, so I can't give it away for free? But it's in the face of the family. It can’t be wiped away, but this is the only trick."

"As long as you do this for me, I can still buy a villa of more than 10 million yuan in your hands and pay you full commission."

"I've seen the house several times before, and I've seen it almost..."

…………

After the recording was over, the expressions on Zhang Lao Er and Zhang Lao San's faces became extremely complicated.

There is anger, some incomprehension, some confusion, some desolation...

However, most of them are still unspeakable, and they are at a loss because of excessive sadness!

The so-called "sorrow is greater than death"!

"Sir, the foot massage is done, let's go to the separate private room?" One of the technicians stood up and bowed to Zhang Lao Er. She bent her body, and a large patch of whiteness was in front of Zhang Lao Er. Daugou, she is confident that the man in front of her can help her open today.After all, there are not many people who come out to "relax" in the morning!

"You go out first." Zhang Laosan gritted his teeth.

"Sir, don't you need to push the oil? Our technique is very good, I promise you..."

"roll!"

After the room was quiet, Zhang Lao San asked Zhang Lao Er: "What should I do?"