Rejecting 996, the capital of the whole world is broken

Chapter 132 I want to pursue my dream!
The audience in Room 10 were also awakened by Song Wen's words:

"Brothers, this is terrifying when you think about it! Brother Song's analysis is so reasonable! When we say buy a house, actually what we want to buy is not a house at all. The core meaning of a house has long been changed, and living is only a secondary condition."

"What Brother Song said is most correct. We are really dazzled by the light. In fact, what we want to see is not the light, but the things behind the light. That is its true value!"

"This is just like the painter who had his reputation ruined a while ago. He received a lot of recognition and obtained many qualifications. His paintings were worth thousands of gold and everyone rushed to buy them. But after his reputation ruined, everyone realized that the paintings in their hands were completely worthless!"

"I saw the news, too. People wanted to buy paintings, but the lights blinded them. In the end, they spent a lot of money to buy a worthless painting! Many people wanted to seek an explanation, but they had no way to start. They could only accept the loss."

"Oh my god, this is still a painting after all, but the star now only has a gate. Brothers. Fortunately, I watched Brother Song's live broadcast, and fortunately, I don't have money to gamble on this thing!"

"Brother Song saved me this time! I'll go back and tell my girlfriend's family clearly that marriage is all about a house, right? There's no need to tie up so much of the future. A wedding house is just a wedding house, and it's enough to do what you can! Thank you, Brother Song! This time I can at least save twenty years of hard work!"

"Then I'll go back and talk to my wife. We were really fooled by the salesperson before! That house is not worth that much! We just want to buy a house, not education or medical care. We were really fooled by the salesperson! I must take my wife to see Brother Song in the future!"

The cameraman must be the one who thinks the most horrified. After all, he was at the scene and he personally experienced the whole process from not caring about the new community to being attracted to it.

To be honest, if that house was cheaper, and if Song Wen encouraged him a little more, he might really sell his current house and put all his efforts into the down payment.

Yes, put together a down payment for the current only one door
He was one of those who admired the idol. He was so blinded by the light that he closed his eyes, and blindly followed the worship without seeing anything clearly.

Of course, no one knows the result, maybe it will be as good as everyone imagines.

However, those owners might dare to gamble, but he definitely wouldn't! He also didn't have the qualifications.

In this world, is there anything that cannot happen?

Just like ten years ago, who would have thought that leeks would be equal to family members.
Who would have thought that Cuihua from the village could become LUCY in the castle, and now become an internet celebrity with a monthly income of dozens of dollars.
There are only unexpected things, but nothing that cannot happen.

To put it bluntly, trust is gambling.

In many cases, it is even worse than gambling.

I had a friend who had countless examples of this kind of trust breakdown. "If you had said these things to them before, I guess..."

The cameraman stopped talking in the middle of the conversation. There was no such thing as "what if" or "what if" in Song Wen's opinion.
Being able to say this to myself is already a blessing from my ancestors.
As for other people, it depends on whether they have the chance to watch the live broadcast. Of course, as Song Wen said, everyone has a different definition of a house, so even if they see it, they may not be able to accept it.

The only thing that is certain is that if the senior executives of Star saw it, they would most likely not have a favorable impression of this newly-risen five-star general.
But they certainly can't say that Song Wen will be fired or something like that, because that would make things even more obvious.

The cameraman couldn't help but sigh that this was Song Wen's uniqueness. He had clearly offended someone, but the other party had no way to respond.

Besides, Song Wen doesn't care about work at all. If he is not welcome here, he will find another place. As a day laborer, he never lacks work.
that's the truth,
Song Wen's live broadcast room has tens of millions of viewers, which can be said to be a gathering of talents from all walks of life. Well, it may also be that there is no talent.
There are many people in the real estate industry among them. In their eyes, Song Wen is a talent! A talent in selling houses!
They do not have the strength and influence of Star, nor do they have the luxurious supporting services of Star. Their main focus is to sell houses and solve the basic housing needs.
Don’t Song Wen’s views just fit in with their core ideas? If he were to explain them in detail to the customers who are looking at the house, then our price-performance ratio would definitely increase!

Sales have definitely hit a new high! And there is no need to worry!

No more racking your brains to fool people.
Immediately, many real estate companies posted comments, begging Mr. Song Wen to join the company. As long as he comes, everything can be discussed!
The production team also received a lot of related news from various channels. The generous and unique treatments made the directors want to quit their jobs and give it a try.
I just don't know if Song Dashen is willing.
After Song Wen put up the "Do Not Disturb" sign, it did work.

At least it stopped many owners who came to inquire about the news.
Of course, there are also some people who pretend not to see. Knock on the window when you should, knock on the window; push the door when you should, push the door.

But this kind of person will never have a good ending.
Likewise, Song Wen was not in a good mood that day and did not get a full night's sleep.
I feel like this class is really wasted.
How can I have the energy to play games at night when I work like this? Isn't this putting the priorities wrong?
After chasing away another owner who came to visit, Song Wen frowned for a while and finally fell asleep.

The cameraman even controlled his breathing, fearing that the fire would be drawn to him.
About half an hour later, just when the cameraman was about to fall asleep, a conversation was heard outside the security booth.

Judging from the voices and the content of their conversation, it was a mother and son. The mother was relatively calm, but the child was obviously a little impatient. Each of his words was sonorous and powerful, and it was impossible not to hear them.
"Why don't you let me go?! You've clearly seen my abilities!"

"The professional teachers said I have no problem! How come you can't do it? Are you more professional than those teachers? Are you also in the film and television industry?"

"And Mr. Ren said that he could see my potential and knew my ability, so he gave me a discount! This is the first time for their company to do this! How can you still not be satisfied!"

"Mom! I can't get into a good university! It won't matter even if I repeat a few years! Because I don't want to go! I have my dreams, why don't you let me pursue them! You are so selfish!"

The son outside the house shouted louder and louder, and it was obvious that his emotions were getting out of control.

Song Wen, who was sleeping soundly in the room, frowned more and more.
(End of this chapter)