After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 391 Strategies, she is amazing (three shifts)

   "Do something, how?"

   Before the light was turned on, Ling Xuan's face was hidden in the half-bright and half-dark shadow, blurring his expression.

   "Come back soon," he paused, and then said, "Mom will be worried."

  Ling Qingzhou still gave her son’s face, "Yes."

   "Then I will go to bed, and you should rest earlier."

  The next day after signing the contract, Ling Qingzhou and Yi Hansheng began to purchase the old house on Bronze Street.

  With the status of the two of them today, there is no need for such trivial matters personally, and they will be accounted for. There are many people who are rushing to run errands.

  Since the price is in place, there have been a few rumors that many homeowners are not optimistic about owning this property, and now that some people want to buy it sincerely, they signed the contract very readily.

  But there are also a group of people who are more hesitant--

  "Don’t you think it’s strange that a house that you couldn’t sell before suddenly became a sweet potato?"

   "Anyway, I have been in my hands for more than ten years, and it is not bad for a year or two. Maybe I can catch up with the demolition, it can be compared to selling a house."

   "Don't worry, wait a minute and see what's going on. Didn't you tell me everything on TV, let the bullet fly for a while."

  "……"

  For this group of people, Jiang Fuyue, Ling Qingzhou, and Yi Hansheng also had a special meeting to discuss.

Yi Hansheng: "If you want me to say it is insatiable! When I can’t sell it, I look for sellers everywhere and get the same as my grandson; now that the sellers have them, they’re hiding them and don’t want to sell them, and they don’t even look at the value of the house. A few dollars."

  Ling Qingzhou: "It's worthless now, maybe it will be true in the future."

  Yi Hansheng frowned: "Which side of you are you? You will die if you don't speak cold words?"

  Ling Qingzhou raised his eyelids: "Just tell the truth, what are you upset about?"

  Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "With Lou Ming's heart to eat and eat clean but also take advantage of the character, plus the original price of this piece is not high, lack of competitiveness, the price given by Lou's may not be as good as we are now."

  Now, Ling Qingzhou stopped talking.

Yi Hansheng glanced at him and hummed softly: "From the information on the residents he got, the homeowners on Bronze Street are generally not well-educated. Even if they gather, they are still a mob. Don't expect them to fight the Lou family. ."

   Ling Qingzhou: "But now the problem is that these people account for the majority, and I suspect they will raise prices soon. At that time, shall we agree or not?"

  Now, the two stopped fighting, and they all looked at Jiang Fuyue.

   "No."

   "What if Lou's first move ahead?"

   "So, our ‘disapproval’ can only last for a week at most. If we can’t talk about it within a week, then we really won’t be able to talk about it."

   "After all, in the end, it may be possible to agree to the party's price increase. In that case, what are you tossing about this week?"

  Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "In this week, nothing will be done."

  The two were surprised: "Then what are our people doing?"

"Wait."

   dented his indifferent posture, and waited for these people to take the initiative to come.

Jiang Fuyue: "People are very strange animals. They may not cherish the things they catch, but if you don't give them, someone will **** them. Let our people stay dormant for a while, come to look for them once, just leave the phone. Don't go a second time."

  Sure enough--

After the people under his hands strictly followed the method Jiang Fuyue said, the group of people who were determined not to sell began to sit still.

The most direct manifestation of    is to call and tentatively tap.

According to the pre-trained words, the staff can play Tai Chi with each other with ease, the tone is not sloppy, and the posture is arrogant. If it takes a long time, it will show a bit of impatience. ", "I can buy or not" attitude.

  After a phone call, these people couldn't sit still.

  I promised to sell the house the next day, and I was afraid that the other party would not buy it if he ran away. There was a taste of flattery in his words.

  The treatment of the staff was upgraded from grandson to grandfather in a short time, and it was so beautiful.

  When Ling Qingzhou received the news, he looked out of the French window, slightly lost.

   Immediately afterwards, a sigh escaped from his lips: "Ginger is still old and spicy..."

  Yi Hansheng is also in a complicated mood. Twenty years have passed. The young ladies are younger and younger than them, and their brains are turning faster than them.

  Whether she is Lou Mingyue or Jiang Fuyue, she is shining, making people unable to move their eyes!

   Soon, these die-hard houses have been acquired one after another.

  But there are also homeowners who have to die, say they don’t sell, don’t sell, and have to increase the price. Fortunately, there are not many homeowners.

  Yi Hansheng still wanted to keep hanging them, but Jiang Fuyue shook her head——

   "This method obviously doesn't work for them. If you let it go, it will have the same result."

  "What should I do?"

  Jiang Fuyue: "Far increase. Don't they want 10,000 square meters? Then give them the price and let them sign a confidentiality agreement."

  Yi Hansheng frowned: "Is this unfair to the first batch of people who sold houses?"

Jiang Fuyue smiled: "There is no absolutely fair thing in this world. They are unwilling to take the risk of not being able to sell the house, and they will not get extra rewards. But these three families did it, and the extra 2,000 per square meter They deserve it."

  Like holding stocks, those who sell first can’t wonder that those who sell later earn more per share than they do.

  Risk and income are always proportional.

  Yi Hansheng looked at Jiang Fuyue’s eyes differently, not at "Lou Mingyue", nor at his "Miss", but a businessman looking at another "merchant" who was colder and more powerful than himself!

  　 Three shifts, two thousand words.

  　　 there is a watch today at twelve o’clock.

  (End of this chapter)