"What's the matter? Do you still remember the house I took you and Master Sun to that day?" Song Zixuan said coldly.

Hearing him mention that house, Zhang Shuo's heart sank immediately, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, Brother Song! I remember!"

"I'll send you the information about the house later on, and you should quickly find a buyer and sell it."

Zhang said he didn't know why Song Zixuan made such a decision, and he didn't dare to ask.

He just said cautiously: "Brother Song, how much do you think is the right price for this house?"

In fact, the layout of this house at the time was really good, and the location it was in was also very good. If it was really sold, the house of more than 160 square meters should sell for 50 million.

But Song Zixuan said: "Look, it's about 80 to 100. If someone buys it, sell it!"

"80 to 100, isn't that a bit too cheap?" Zhang Shuo couldn't help but said, "Brother, you don't really intend to raise 2000 million to give to that woman, do you?"

Although Song Zixuan was impatient with Zhang Shuo's questioning, he also knew that the assistant's words were at least for his own benefit.

So he said patiently: "You can do whatever I ask you to do. Anyway, because the house died before, people nearby were unwilling to buy it, and they couldn't sell it. It's best to take this opportunity to sell it at a low price. Go, on the one hand, you can confuse that woman for a while, and let him see that we are indeed selling a house!"

But the problem is that even if you use some smoke bombs to confuse the other party now, won't you still want to give him money in the end?The other party gave me a week, what should I do after the week has passed?

Mrs. Zhang, I would like to ask this question, but her instinctive sense of crisis still made her shut up quite sensible. He nodded and went out to deal with the matter of that house.

Originally, Zhang Shuo thought that a house with an original price of 50 million could sell for 80 to 100, which is already very, very cheap. The advertisement for selling a house was put out, but no one came to ask the price!

Now Zhang Shuo was a little troubled, so he checked the situation online, and suddenly found that he had just released the news of selling the house, and there was news that the house had died, and it had been haunted all these years. Legend has it that there are still people with noses and eyes. It is said that some people became ill after buying this house, or the whole family had problems, and finally had to sell the house and move away.

There were even a bunch of people who came out and said that they were indeed the buyers of this house. At that time, they could always see the ghost of a man walking around in the house. It is said that someone committed suicide in this house. Therefore, Tell everyone not to buy!

In fact, if this was changed under normal circumstances, some people would definitely not believe it, but the problem is that Song Zixuan was too eager to sell the house, and the house of 50 million was sold at almost half the price. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that there must be something tricky in it, so no one came to ask the price for a while!

In the end, someone who finally came to ask for the price only offered 50 yuan.

He said that he told Song Zixuan about this matter angrily, and then said with righteous indignation: "These people are really wicked now, and the price of such an expensive house is only 50 yuan. Isn't this clearly taking advantage of the fire? Brother Song, what do you want?" I said that anyway, you just set off a smoke bomb, put the house up for show, and let the other side see it, it’s fine, there’s really no need to buy a house, right?”

Hearing that the other party only offered 50 yuan, Song Zixuan felt distressed, but when he thought of the disturbing house and the ghost of Shen Muqing who went to nowhere, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "No, 50 yuan is enough." 50, let the over there hurry up and transfer the ownership!"

It is convenient to do things with someone who has a relationship. Song Zixuan got the real estate transfer contract and certificate that night.

He took a picture of these two things and sent them to Yang Xue, and said in a complaining tone: "Look, I have already sold the house at such a low price to make up enough money for you, can you give me another Time? After all, the world is in a downturn, and real estate is not so easy to cash in!"

Seeing that the 150 million house was sold for 50, not to mention Song Zixuan, even Yang Xue felt a little distressed. He couldn't help but complained: "If this is the case, you might as well fold it into The current price, transfer it to my name and forget it!"

Seeing how greedy he was, Song Zixuan hurriedly said: "Are you kidding? If someone finds out that our family's real estate has been transferred to your name, it will cause a lot of uproar. We agreed in advance that I will pay you two dollars." There is nothing between individuals, don't play tricks here, you want to pester me again!"

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Yang Xue had no intention of entangled with him at all, this woman had completely stopped thinking about marrying her, and now she just wanted to take the money and leave.

In fact, what he said was intentional at all, just to stimulate Yang Xue and make him stop thinking about the rest of his real estate!

Yang Xue was really fooled. Hearing what Song Zixuan said, he immediately replied: "You think too much, I wish I could break up with you completely. Having a relationship with a man like you is really important to me. It's like a nightmare!"

"Since this is the case, there is no need to say more. Give me some time so that I can sell other properties at a high price. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I can't afford 2000 million."

After he sent this message, there was no message there, and after a while, Yang Xue sent a message back: "Okay, then I will give you an extra week, and within half a month you have to pay the money no matter what." Gather it up for me, or we'll die together!"

After successfully gaining time for himself, Song Zixuan threw the phone to Zhang Shuo who was at the side. Zhang Shuo stood up quickly as if he had been electrocuted, carefully connected to the phone, and held it tightly in his hand.

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