Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 383 Do You Believe It or Not
I don't know how long I was lying on the ground.

Manager Song opened his eyes drowsily.

As a result, I saw Su Ming's house book again.

Almost missed it again.

But fortunately.

With two experiences, he held on this time.

But the whole person was still dizzy.

This is the big guy among the big guys.

I suddenly opened my eyes today.

This life is not in vain...

The more Manager Song thought about it, the more excited he became, and he almost stopped crying.

"Forehead……"

Su Ming stood aside: "Manager Song, can we go through the formalities?"

"can!"

Manager Song jumped up.

"Xiao Wang, you stay here and I'll go back and call someone right away."

As he spoke, Manager Song scrambled towards the sales hall.

The location of this community is better than the previous one.

There are supermarkets, banks, schools, hospitals, and subways around.

Fully equipped and convenient to travel.

And not far ahead is the first ring.

Absolute golden area!
So when this real estate opened, many people with some assets were ready to buy it.

"Everyone pay attention!"

Manager Song rushed into the hall and shouted loudly.

Everyone in the room was startled.

Several salesmen wanted to scold their mothers, and several security guards were about to chase them away.

But look back.

Isn't this Manager Song? ?

"Manager Song, what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

One of the sales ladies came forward cautiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Manager Song's face flushed with excitement: "Everyone, please gather here!"

Sales are dumbfounded.

There are still guests in front of us.

There are several others who have taken a fancy to and are ready to sign the contract.

Isn't it impolite to assemble now? ?
"Manager Song has so many customers, several of them are ready to buy..."

The sales lady stood aside and reminded in a low voice.

"Buy a fart!"

As a result, Manager Song opened his mouth and said four words.

The customers were immediately unhappy when they heard this.

What do you mean by that? ?

Are you looking down on us? ?
"I bought these three houses, and I want them."

One of them said it with a cold face.

"I want all three floors."

"I just saw five houses and I want them all."

"These eight sets belong to me."

The few people who were still hesitating immediately made up their minds.

Make you look down on people.

Do you think we can't afford it?
"Do not sell!"

As a result, Manager Song uttered a sentence that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods.

"what?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Manager Song, are you going crazy today?
"Manager Song, why don't you go upstairs and rest."

The young lady picked up her nose and smelled it, and there was no smell of alcohol on her body, nor did she seem to have drunk too much.

And Manager Song seldom drinks alcohol.

How did this start talking nonsense?

"What else are you selling?"

Manager Song said loudly: "All the buildings in our community have been taken over by one person."

"what?!"

The hall was dead silent.

Quiet, not even the sound of breathing.

"Manager Song, don't be joking."

"It's not April Fool's Day today."

"I didn't realize that, Lao Song, you are usually so old-fashioned, and you still make such jokes."

Many people don't believe it.

How much is the house in this real estate? ?
Still packed?

This joke is a bit big.

"Believe it or not! All the female employees in the sales office will line up in two rows at the door, and all the male employees will follow me!"

Manager Song's face was very serious.

The tone is also very severe.

Although the employees don't know what's going on, this is the manager after all, and they still have to listen to what the manager says.

The female employees all walked to the door and formed two rows.

The male employees followed Manager Song.

Just leave a group of staring customers.

"What kind of tricks is Lao Song playing?"

"I don't believe that everyone bought it and let's go out and have a look."

"Yes! Let's go out and see what Lao Song is going to do!"

A group of people didn't believe it at all, and walked out towards the outside.

At this time, Manager Song brought a group of people to Su Ming.

Very respectful.

"I brought Mr. Su and everyone."

Manager Song just saw Su Ming's name on the house book.

"There are not so many people."

Su Ming smiled.

"Ok?"

Manager Song heard: "You have at least 30 pockets in this car."

"Not all of them belong to your community. These 6 pockets belong to your community, and the rest belong to other communities."

Su Ming smiled faintly.

I am Nima!
Manager Song exploded on the spot.

Who the hell is this meow?
Dare you not buy our community? !
In other words.

These 30 pockets are all newly purchased houses.

After all, Manager Song has worked in real estate for a long time.

He knows about the opening of several new properties.

Take a look at it this way.

Suddenly, an unbelievable idea formed in Manager Song's mind.

Could it be!

Mr. Su wrapped up all the newly opened properties around him? !
My mother! ! !

"Hurry up, hurry up, follow Mr. Su's instructions, and remove the pocket!"

"You guys go to the hall to prepare tea immediately."

"There are still a few of you who are preparing to hand over the program, hurry up!"

Manager Song hurriedly turned around and gave orders.

How many employees don't know?

Isn't this just a few pockets of urea?
As for you?

But they didn’t dare not listen to their boss’s words.

He obediently took off his pockets.

Su Ming walked in front, followed by Manager Song bent over, and behind were a dozen employees, carrying a bag in groups of two.

After a while, we arrived at the door of the sales office.

"Welcome Mr. Su!"

After seeing Su Ming, all the female ladies shouted in unison, especially sweetly.

After entering the hall.

Under the leadership of Manager Song, Su Ming sat on the sofa.

Behind him stood a row of male employees.

Like a bodyguard.

There are two most beautiful young ladies beside me, serving tea and water.

The customers took a look.

I am Nima!
I thought it was something.

Just a few broken urea pockets?
Lao Song is not as joking as you are.

Are you treating us like monkeys?
What kind of show would you perform every year?

Just when the customers complained in their hearts.

Su Ming said: "Pour out the things, and you can count them."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The salesperson empties a pocket and takes a look.

Broken briefcases all over the floor.

The surrounding customers are even more unhappy.

Anyway, we are also people with faces.

As a result, our treatment is not as good as a few broken bags?
As a result, Manager Song opened a bag and took out the red house book and proof of purchase from it.

one two three...

Ten, twenty, thirty...

fifty eighty one hundred...

All are house books and proof of purchase.

The customers who were still complaining before were all stunned.

Everyone is dumbfounded!

I rely on! ! !

What Manager Song said is true.

Someone really took over the entire community!

Oh my God! !

This is a super hero who came out of nowhere! !
(End of this chapter)