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owner?

Hearing these two words, Ge Fan understood something. At this time, the other party also handed over a business card.

Real estate agent, Zhao Hui.

"Wu, the owner wants to sell the house?"

Ge Fan was a little agitated.

What happened to Wu Qianqian, even the house was about to be sold.

Could it be that she needed money urgently? Then why had she never told herself that maybe she could help her.

Well, in her eyes, I guess I'm still poor.

Ge Fan was full of thoughts, until Zhao Hui's affirmative voice sounded.

"Do you know why she sold the house?"

"I'm not sure about this. It's about the privacy of our customers. We don't want to ask too many questions. As long as there is no problem with the house, we will record it in the warehouse and then sell it."

Sensing that Ge Fan seemed anxious, Zhao Hui shook his head helplessly.

They only care about making money, and they don't care why the client wants to sell the house.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. What if someone changes his mind if he asks too much.

"They came to see the house?"

Ge Fan turned his gaze to the other people in the room.

The combination of these people is very strange, two middle-aged women, a middle-aged man, and an old lady.

It doesn't look like a husband and wife, brothers and sisters, they also look like the same mother, keeping some distance from each other.

"this…"

A look of hesitation flashed across Zhao Hui's face, a little embarrassed.

Ge Fan understood immediately, and looked at him with a half-smile.

I'm afraid there are a few of them here.

"The house is not bad, how do they see it?"

"I am quite satisfied, but there is still some fate."

Poor fate, that is, you didn't like it, or are you still hesitating?
Ge Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he walked up enthusiastically.

"Hello, I'm a friend of the owner. I've been to this place a few times. It's quite evil. Fortunately, you guys are interested. You can sell this house. It's a concern of the owner."

Evil door?

Upon hearing this word, the attention of several people was immediately attracted.

Zhao Hui even murmured inwardly, and hurried forward to ask Ge Fan to show mercy.

But Ge Fan has already started talking on his own.

"A few years ago, someone in this house took medicine, sleeping pills, [-] times the dose, and almost died. Fortunately, the rescue was timely."

"Once, the owner lost his love and cut his wrists in the bathtub. You haven't seen the scene at that time. The water in the tank was all red. People who saw it are said to have had nightmares for several nights. .”

Several people felt creepy after hearing what Ge Fan said.

Looking at it this way, it seems to be quite evil.

Why do the people who live there think about committing suicide every now and then?

Could it be some kind of curse?

If they bought a house and lived in it later, wouldn't they also be cursed like this.

"and also…"

Ge Fan wanted to continue, but Zhao Hui quickly grabbed him and took him aside.

"Brother, please do me a favor, don't mess with me, how can I sell my house like this."

Zhao Hui's voice was very low, and he seemed to have no confidence, afraid of being known by others.

"Then how to do it? As an intermediary, you are obliged to report the real situation to the customer. What's the matter, the seller is the customer, but the buyer is not?"

Ge Fan shouted loudly, not thinking it was a big deal.

This voice instantly attracted the attention of other people in the room.

"Young man, is what you said true?"

The old lady spoke first.

"Of course it's true. I called the police about the wrist slitting. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep for several nights. When I took a shower at night, I felt that blood would ooze when I saw the bathtub."

Ge Fan's face was pale, as if caught in some kind of terrible memory.

"oops."

The old lady was startled, and even took a few steps back in a flash, looking at the surrounding houses with lingering fear.

She once asked someone to tell her fortune, saying that her fate was doomed, and she needed to change to a new house in order to escape.

So I found this house, but if it was a haunted house, it would be more murderous than murder, wouldn't it kill him.

Seeing the old lady showing hesitation, someone immediately stood up and questioned her.

"My friend, you said it so clearly, how do you know it?"

Ge Fan glanced at him, knowing that they couldn't sit still.

Seeing that the duck they got was about to fly away, they were naturally anxious.

At this time, Zhao Hui also squeaked: "Old lady, when the house information was put into the warehouse, we carefully investigated the house source. If it is a haunted house, our company will not do it. You must rest assured about this. If you don't believe me, you can Go to inquire, our company has always served you with the principle of customer first, there is absolutely no possibility of selling the haunted house to you."

This hand coordination is quite beautiful.

Seriously, if Ge Fan hadn't made up all of this, he might have been convinced himself.

"Well, it's my fault that I'm not capable. This landlord is my landlord. I lived upstairs before, and the upstairs is also hers. You know."

As soon as Ge Fan said these words, the old lady nodded immediately.

She also saw it upstairs, but the floor was too high and climbing the stairs was hard, so she didn't think about it.

However, Ge Fan's ability to say this has basically proved that he knows the owner very well, and may even be a tenant.

In this way, the haunted house that Ge Fan mentioned seems to be true.

"I don't watch it."

The old lady waved her hand, and staggered a little weakly towards the door.

Zhao Hui immediately went forward and wanted to stop her, talking all the way, but the old lady had no intention of staying at all.

As soon as the old lady left, several people in the room gave Ge Fan a hard look, turned and left.

After a while, Zhao Hui came back, and seeing Ge Fan still in the house, he was furious.

"I said brother, did the owner charge you several times the rent, or is it your ex? How can I sell this house in the future if you are like this."

The atmosphere belongs to the atmosphere, but Zhao Hui can't scold.

Because Ge Fan is Wu Qianqian's friend, who knows how their relationship is, if he says a word at the time and Wu Qianqian entrusts the house to other intermediary companies, the business will be completely ruined.

"Brother Zhao, haven't you heard that where there is a will, there is a way? As long as you put your heart into it, this house will definitely be sold. Come on."

Ge Fan patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh! Forget it, the haunted house is the haunted house, and it's not that it hasn't been sold."

Zhao Hui sighed helplessly.

Buying a house is always a chore, and it often takes several months to sell a house, let alone a haunted house.

It seems that this month, the performance will be zero again.

"Didn't you just say that you don't sell haunted houses?"

"Uh, I didn't sell it before, so it just happens to have a set, and it has to have a beginning and an end."

Sure enough, the mouth of the intermediary is a deceiving ghost.

You can't believe even a punctuation mark in what they say.

Now that the client has been scared away, Zhao Hui is also preoccupied with locking the door and leaving.

Ge Fan wandered around the house, touching the dusty furniture with his hands from time to time.

All this is so familiar, but unfortunately the person is gone.

Ge Fan still couldn't figure out why Wu Qianqian disappeared when she was doing well.

But she can still sell the house, which means she is fine.

Thinking of this, Ge Fan's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Zhao Hui, right? I bought this house."