Metropolis drama: Starting from the bet with Tan Zongming
37 . First time using the Bad Luck Card

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In the store, seeing that everyone didn't believe her, Fang Sijin took her umbrella and left the store gloomily.

"Brother Tan, I don't think this is a coincidence. She's deliberately snatching orders from her own employees.”

Loushan Pass said angrily.

"Little Tan, don't give up on this deal.”

Xie Tingfeng didn't have a good impression of Fang Sijin either. He just felt that this woman didn't have the style and bearing of a leader at all. She treated herself like a salesperson.

After being in the shop for so long,

"Brother Tan, you can do it. You must win this order.”

Yu Hualong and Wang Zijian also gave Tan Yuxiang words of encouragement.

Xu Wenchang called Tan Yuxiang into the conference room and said apologetically,"

"Yuxiang, I'm sorry. I didn't handle this matter well. How about this? I'll give you another order later.”

"No need, Auntie. This matter has nothing to do with you. Besides, the manager of this unit hasn't closed the deal.”

"But the Yan family's daughter-in-law is pregnant. Based on my understanding of Uncle Yan and his wife, they have been looking forward to their grandson for a long time.”

" It's okay, Auntie. Trust me."

"Oh right, I might resign after a while.”

"What?" You want to resign? Why did he leave when he was doing well? Was it because of Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan's case?”

Tan Yuxiang waved his hand.

"No, Auntie, you know my family's situation. You also know about the bet between me and my brother.”

"If I fail, I'll have to marry Suya. That'll be a nightmare for me.”

I've been in our shop for almost a month. In this month, I've broken many records in the shop, whether it's the fastest or the number of orders, but I still haven't made much money.”

Xu Wenchang was silent and did not answer.

This month, Tan Yuxiang's commission alone was about 60,000 yuan, and this was not counting Gong Beibei's house.

If he counted, it would add up to more than 100,000.

One hundred thousand yuan a month, one million yuan a year. To anyone in the store, including himself, it was not a small sum.

However, Xu Wenchang knew that this money was nothing to Tan Yuxiang, a rich second generation.

"What do you plan to do after you resign?“

"Is there anything I can help you with?“

"I really need money now!"

"You? Do you really need money now? What's going on?"

"Zhang Chengcheng and I are divorced!"

There was a brief silence in the room.

Xu Wenchang didn't see the surprise he expected on Tan Yuxiang's face. Instead, he was a little curious.

"Why aren't you surprised by this at all?”

"What's there to be surprised about? Your divorce is expected. I don't like Zhang Chengcheng to begin with. He's lazy and doesn't know anything. Other than being a little good-looking and having a good figure, there was really nothing else that he could take out. But your Aunt Xu isn't the kind of person who values looks! I really don't understand why you married her.”

"It's just a fake divorce!"

"Fake divorce? Just to buy a second house?"

Xu Wenchang nodded.

"You didn't transfer the ownership of this house to Zhang Chengcheng, did you?”

"Otherwise, how could I buy a second set?”

Tan Yuxiang was speechless. He knew that Xu Wenchang must have been deceived.

"Aunt Xu, there are some things I might not be able to say, but I think there's definitely something wrong with Zhang Chengcheng. I suggest you keep an eye on him.”

"Alright, don't worry about this matter. Tell me what you plan to do after you resign. Continue to be a rich second-generation heir?"

"How is that possible? Of course, I'll continue to work in the real estate industry.”

"I plan to open my own real estate company. When the time comes, I might poach some people from the store.“

"Real estate company? Like Little Red Riding Hood and Aladdin next door?”

"Of course not. Since I want to start a company, I naturally won't make a small fuss.”

In the meeting room, Tan Yuxiang and Xu Wenchang discussed their plans. Xu Wenchang nodded repeatedly as he listened. From time to time, he would even give one or two suggestions.

After Xu Wenchang left, Tan Yuxiang went to the bathroom and took out the Bad Luck Card. He imagined Zhang Chengcheng's image in his mind and wrote Zhang Chengcheng's name on the Bad Luck Card.

Tan Yuxiang knew the plot and knew that Zhang Chengcheng was Pan Jinlian's type of woman. However, it was not a good topic to talk about.

After all, there was no proof for this kind of thing. Seeing was believing.

Now, he could only use the Bad Luck Card to make Zhang Chengcheng unlucky so that Xu Wenchang could see Zhang Chengcheng's true colors.

Because Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan suddenly changed their minds, Gong Beibei's house could not find a suitable buyer for the time being. Tan Yuxiang still set his sights on the villa.

As expected, it was not easy to find customers in luxury houses. In order to improve efficiency, Tan Yuxiang simply opened more ports.

"Brother Tan, I have a client that I can't handle. Can you help me?”

"We'll split the commission 50 - 50, or I'll give you 40 - 60.“

Lou Shanguan, who had appeared behind Tan Yuxiang, said as he looked at the mansion on the computer screen.

These days, he had also reflected a lot.

In addition to the many conversations with Xu Wenchang, Loushan Pass also knew his own shortcomings and some very bad habits.

"What house does your client want? If it's not a mansion, I'm not interested.“

"I want a mansion. This is the client's contact information.”

Lou Shanguan took out the customer's phone number and placed it in front of Tan Yuxiang.

"Are you sure it's a mansion?"

Loushan Pass nodded heavily.

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