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The next day.

Zhao Shucheng arrived at the Jingyi store early and led Xie Tingfeng and others to clean up and prepare for a new day of work.

Wang Zijian said with a heavy breath: "I didn't sleep all night last night."

"Why?"

"Last night was the first time anyone had lived in that house since the murder."

Yu Hualong said: "Look at your courage. Otherwise, he is the store manager and you are just a small employee. He is ruthless, do you know that?"

Lou Shanguan said, "Look, it's already late, and he hasn't come to work yet. Is there anything wrong?"

Zhu Shanshan said excitedly: "Oh, maybe it will be snapped by a ghost... and everything will return to normal."

Zhao Shucheng shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, stop gossiping here. Manager Fang might just be late. Besides, there are no ghosts in this world. You are just scaring yourself. Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door, just do your own thing. "

Xie Tingfeng also said, "Help me, you saw her aura yesterday, the ghosts are afraid of her."

"Are you a ghost?"

A few people were chatting when they saw Fang Sijin coming in with her things, and asked them to stop discussing and pretend to be busy.

Zhao Shucheng said, "Manager Fang, please come this way. This is the office we prepared for you. If you need anything, please let us know."

"Thank you!"

As a real estate agent, it is actually similar to salespersons, and we all have to hold morning meetings.

However, unlike other companies where the morning meetings were for cheering each other up, the tradition of the Jingyi store has always been to sing to liven up the atmosphere. This undoubtedly made Fang Sijin very uncomfortable and a little annoyed.

"Are you all sick?"

The others didn't expect Fang Sijin to say this and were stunned.

"Can singing bring you sales? Go out and run. You are in Shanghai, why sing about Chengdu?"

The others looked at each other, then looked at Zhao Shucheng who was playing the accompaniment.

Zhao Shucheng said: "The concert is over, I wish you all good work and more orders, see you tomorrow!"

"Thank you very much, everyone!"

The others dispersed, and Zhu Shanshan changed into yesterday's doll costume and prepared to distribute flyers.

Fang Sijin found Zhao Shucheng and said, "Manager Xu, I want to talk to you!"

"you say!"

"We should use the morning time to boost the morale of our employees, strengthen their business learning, and promote our corporate culture. Is it meaningful to sing like we did just now? After we merge into Anjia Tianxia, ​​we should be consistent with the head office and quickly integrate into the big family of Anjia Tianxia. And I think there is something wrong with our attire. We should be consistent with the company and wear formal clothes. This way we look professional and formal."

Zhao Shucheng said: "In fact, I don't think the dress code is a problem. After all, formal clothes do look professional, but sometimes they are too formal. Some of our clients are white-collar workers who like this kind of professionalism. But most of our clients are ordinary people. Formal clothes make them feel that they are just being businesslike with us, which is not conducive to building mutual feelings and making it difficult to reach cooperation."

Fang Sijin said: "I know this is a little difficult for you, you are used to the previous style. But it doesn't matter, I am here to help you."

When Zhao Shucheng saw Fang Sijin's attitude, he knew that she was determined to change, and shook his head helplessly.

"Manager Fang, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? I'll take you to have breakfast. There's a really good steamed bun shop here. I guarantee you'll never forget it once you've had it."

Fang Sijin realized that Zhao Shucheng didn't just want her to go out to eat buns, so she followed Zhao Shucheng out.

On the way, Zhao Shucheng said to Fang Sijin: "This place is called Xinkangli, which is the legendary Shikumen. These are houses with a long history and stories. Although the houses are not big, there are many people living in them. It is possible that three generations of a family live in one small house."

Zhao Shucheng came to the front of the bun shop and said, "Uncle Yan, Aunt Xu, is it time for me to pay for this month's meal?"

Uncle Yan said, "Don't worry, any day will do."

"Two today. Let me introduce you to our new store manager, Manager Fang."

"Hello, Manager Fang! But Aunt Xu, who is the manager and who is the deputy manager?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "There is no chief or deputy chief. We are now implementing a dual store manager system."

"Oh, that's good! Aunt Xu, my son is going to get a marriage certificate."

"Congratulations, I'm already looking for a house for you."

Uncle Yan said, "Thank you. You have always taken care of my business before. This time it is our turn to take care of your business."

"Thank you Uncle Yan and Aunt Xu!"

“Cash, full payment, no change!”

Zhao Shucheng glanced at Fang Sijin and said, "I have something to ask you. Why did you come to us instead of Little Red Riding Hood and Aladdin next to us?"

"Hey, we can't find them. They are not formal. You are formal. Don't even think about those roadside pheasant shops. We will find you."

"Thank you for your trust!"

On the way back, Fang Sijin was thinking, but she didn't expect Zhao Shucheng to remain silent, but let others slap her in the face for what she said before. Zhao Shucheng was also thinking about things. Uncle Yan and his family were going to buy a house, but in the play, Fang Sijin hurriedly took Uncle Yan and his family to buy a house in order to win Gong Beibei as soon as possible and sell the runway house. But she didn't do a good job of investigation, and Uncle Yan and Aunt Xu were driven out by their ungrateful son and daughter-in-law.

All their savings were used to buy a house for their son. Now they are poor and helpless, with no place to live, and can only live in the steamed bun shop. Later, they could no longer run the steamed bun shop here, so they had to open a store in the suburbs. At their age, they still have to work hard, but their son and daughter-in-law can live in the house they bought with their life savings with peace of mind.

Zhao Shucheng naturally couldn't watch this happen, it would be too easy for the ungrateful couple. Moreover, although the original plot didn't say it, Zhao Shucheng didn't think Uncle Yan's son could be a match for his daughter-in-law. If they divorced, maybe he would give half of the house to the other party for nothing.

So Zhao Shucheng took advantage of the time at noon when Fang Sijin went to help Gong Beibei clean up the house and hang up photos, and went straight to Uncle Yan's bun shop.

"Aunt Xu, what are you doing?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, Aunt Xu, aren't you going to buy a house? I may not have time to take you to see the house, but I am a little worried about the others, so I came here to remind you first."

"Because you are buying the house in full, the formalities may be handled quickly, but this involves the issue of the property rights of the house. I would like to ask, whose name do you want to be on the property certificate?"

"Of course this is my son. This is for his wedding, so naturally it has to be about him."

Zhao Shucheng nodded and said, "I knew you would think this way, so I came to tell you in advance. This house was bought with your life savings. Normally, your names should be written directly on it. Anyway, you only have one son, so the house will be passed on to him. But your son may prefer you to write his name directly."

"But there is a problem here. After your son marries his daughter-in-law, you may ask him to add her name to the name. Normally, I shouldn't say this, but we have been friends for more than ten years, so I have to remind you first."

Uncle Yan looked at Zhao Shucheng in confusion and asked, "Aunt Xu, what do you want to say?"

"Uncle Yan, the relationship and marriage views of young people nowadays are different from your time. Marriage and divorce are very common, and there are even cases of marriage fraud. Although I also know that your son has found true love, I have to consider a very realistic situation. If they get divorced at that time, and this house is written in your daughter-in-law's name, then half of the house will be given to her."

Zhao Shucheng looked at Uncle Yan and said, "If she marries your son, it shouldn't be a problem to give her some compensation if they really want to divorce. But this house is your life savings. If you take half of it, it will be a huge loss for both you and your son."

"Although pre-marital property is not included in the division of divorce property, the house is difficult to define, especially for a house purchased in full by you. So when you buy the house, it is best to add your names to the title, so that even if it really comes to that, you can still fight for the most rights and interests."

Uncle Yan was a little hesitant after hearing what Zhao Shucheng said. After all, in their opinion, marriage is a lifelong event, how can they just break up? But they also had to admit that what Zhao Shucheng said made sense. If it was really like what Zhao Shucheng said, they would naturally be reluctant to give their savings to outsiders.

"Aunt Xu, I'll remember what you said. When the time comes, our names will definitely be on the house."

"This is the best. Don't listen to others. As long as your names are on the house, your son will only enjoy happiness in the future!"

"Correct!"

Seeing that Uncle Yan had made up his mind, Zhao Shucheng returned to the store with a smile, and saw that everyone else was busy with their own things.

Fang Sijin returned to the store and began to contact the decoration company to prepare the design drawings.

Xie Tingfeng also heard Fang Sijin's phone call and asked curiously: "Manager Fang, you just arrived and want to open an order. May I ask which house it is?"

"The one you didn't sell."

After hearing this, Xie Tingfeng suddenly became a little nervous. He had finally found out from Zhao Shucheng the suitable customers for this house and was planning to hold on for some time. Why was Fang Sijin going to sell it?

He wanted to go back on his word, but thinking that he was the one who gave it to Fang Sijin, and even gave it to her to intimidate her, he couldn't go back on his word. He could only pray in secret that Fang Sijin's efforts were in vain and that she wouldn't be able to sell it.

Unfortunately, Xie Tingfeng underestimated Fang Sijin's ability. Fang Sijin quickly arranged for the decoration and even went to supervise it personally.

Zhao Shucheng told Fang Sijin that if she wanted to change the atmosphere of Jingyi store, she should set an example. As an old employee, she had the responsibility and obligation to teach Zhu Shanshan.

Fang Sijin was a little resistant at first, but she also knew that she had just arrived at the store and needed to understand the situation. Zhu Shanshan was the most suitable person, so she agreed to take Zhu Shanshan with her and let her supervise the decoration.

Zhu Shanshan refused at first, but Zhao Shucheng told her that this was a good opportunity to learn more about decoration. After marrying into a wealthy family, she could decorate her own house according to her own preferences.

Zhu Shanshan was moved and decided to go with Fang Sijin. Although watching the decoration was not very tiring, it was a bit dirty, so she could only grit her teeth and persevere.

Not long after, Fang Sijin signed for the house that had been renovated and called Gong Beibei directly, asking her to go with her to see the house the next day.

Before Gong Beibei could say anything, Fang Sijin hung up the phone without giving her a chance to refuse.

Without anyone else knowing, Fang Sijin had already impressed Gong Beibei and was ready to take out a loan to buy the runway house.

Zhao Shucheng had actually noticed Fang Sijin's actions, but he did not remind Xie Tingfeng. This could be considered as a lesson for the other party so that he would not be sneaky every day.

He had a very relaxing and comfortable time during this period. After all, the store employees took the initiative to work because of Fang Sijin's arrival, and he also handed over most of the small customers who came to him to other people, so naturally there was nothing to do.

Of course, what’s more important is that since the last time he had sex with Zhang Chengcheng in the morning, Zhang Chengcheng seemed to be addicted to it and would pester Zhao Shucheng every night when he returned home.

Zhang Chengcheng was initially worried that Zhao Shucheng was only occasionally showing exceptional performance, but she did not expect that Zhao Shucheng had already restrained himself a lot. Moreover, because neither of them took any measures, Zhang Chengcheng actually hoped that they would have a child and could take care of the child directly at home in the future.

Of course, the store is not completely idle. Couriers come here to drop off parcels from nearby residents. Some residents leave their dogs at the door, and some elementary school students come here to do their homework after school.

"Mr. Wang, your express has arrived. Come pick it up when you are free."

"Grandma Sun, leave your dog here. I will take good care of it for you. Don't worry. I promise not to feed it carelessly."

"Little ones, sit here and do your homework first. If you have questions, come and ask me or other uncles and aunts."

Fang Sijin didn't expect that the Jingyi store was already messy enough, and now it has almost become an inn, a nursery, and a pet shop, not like a regular agency at all.

"Manager Xu, what's going on? Our store is an agency. Look at these people. They've made a mess here. If customers see this, they'll think we're not professional at all!"

Fang Sijin said: "Besides, this place is a place where every inch of land is valuable. The rent is so high every month. It's not for you to do this. Even if we do advertising for some decoration companies and paint companies, it's better than receiving express delivery and raising dogs, right?" (End of this chapter)