Chapter 1178: Chapter 351: [A Commission for the Simp] (Part 2)
After another full ten minutes, Hu Shangke personally accompanied the two guests downstairs to the entrance of the community.
In front of this grandly constructed community gate, waving goodbye to the two as they got into an S-Class Mercedes, Hu Shangke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Hmm, there should be a seventy to eighty percent chance of success.
The customers are very satisfied with the house, especially the demeanor of the male owner—they didn’t make excessive demands on the price but asked in detail about the commercial development in a nearby area and the school district enrollment issues.
Hu Shangke’s answer satisfied them.
If this house sells, after deducting the company’s share, I can pocket at least twenty to thirty thousand as an agent fee.
He first took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one for himself, standing by the roadside enjoying a couple of puffs, before feeling for his phone to check missed calls.
While hosting clients earlier, a big spender in front of him, he was afraid to interrupt his introduction’s rhythm and presence, so he let the phone vibrate for a long time without answering.
Pulling out the phone now, he saw a missed call.
Opening it, seeing the caller’s name, Hu Shangke’s eyes lit up! But then he regretfully slapped his thigh!
I knew this morning when I was leaving, my left eyelid was twitching!
Just sent off a new big spender, and now the old one calls.
Must be something good!
Just missed Chen Yan’s call, would this great God of Wealth be upset?
Hu Shangke picked up the phone, took a deep breath, steadied his composure, adjusted his emotions, and then dialed the number.
As soon as the call connected, Hu Shangke enthusiastically laughed and spoke: "Oh my God of Wealth! Brother Chen! Big Boss Chen! What auspicious wind has blown you here, what can I do for you?"
On the other end, Chen Yan sighed: "How come we haven’t contacted each other in a while, and now you’re talking so slickly."
Hu Shangke chuckled: "Sorry, I was just hosting a client, missed your call. Great God of Wealth, tell Xiaohu what needs to be done! I’ll go through fire and water for you!"
Chen Yan thought for a moment: "Let’s meet and talk."
"Sure, I’ll find the place! How about near our school? For old time’s sake?
I’ll send you the address later."
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Chen Yan looking for Hu Shangke, it’s certainly a professional match.
Besides being a bit sycophantic around girls, Hu Licking Dog doesn’t have many faults.
His aesthetic is pretty good too, considering he’s always been attentive to girls’ preferences over the years.
Especially after he entered the real estate agency field, he’s been looking at houses every day, year-round, has seen countless home decoration styles, and knows them like the back of his hand. Nordic minimalism, Southern Seas extravagance, Mediterranean style, European aristocracy, Dragon Country antique...
When it comes to home decor, having him take charge should be good.
Hu Shangke is also very enthusiastic, and insightful.
He knows clearly, his current days of lying down and raking in a stable income of a hundred thousand a year mainly depend on the friendship with his old classmate Chen Yan.
Otherwise, with so many fixed property commissions, how would he get a chance?
Without these fixed property commissions, where would he earn the status of a top agent? Without that status, where would he get the opportunity to access so many clients and resources later?
As the saying goes, when drinking water, remember who dug the well. Having tasted the sweetness from Chen Yan, Hu Shangke is no longer the Hu Licking Dog tormented to death by Chen Yan over a dam earthquake-damaged house.
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In the evening, on a street next to the real estate agency where Hu Shangke works, near University City.
In a restaurant with a "charcoal lamb" sign, Chen Yan and the long unseen Hu Shangke are sitting across from each other, a steaming lamb pot bubbling on the table in front of them.
In this biting cold season, a lamb pot is the perfect dish, warming the stomach!
Hu Shangke opened a bottle of beer, stood up, and poured a cup for Chen Yan, then another for himself.
"I say, Old Chen, we weren’t the closest in school, but I really didn’t expect that after graduation, I’d benefit from you so much!
This year, thanks to your support, I’ve had a good life, unlike many of our classmates, some of whom are still at home relying on their parents.
I won’t say much, but it’s all in the drink! Thank you!"
After speaking, Hu Shangke downed a cup of beer in one go.
It’s just that his throat was narrow, and he hadn’t practiced much, otherwise, he’d definitely show off to Chen Yan by downing the whole bottle.
Chen Yan also smiled, picking up his cup and taking a big sip. Not intentionally avoiding the toast, but in this cold season, downing a beer in one go chills the bones.
He raised his hand and gestured at Hu Shangke: "We’re classmates, there’s no need for dramatics between us."
Hu Shangke hurriedly poured more beer into Chen Yan’s glass, then filled his own, keeping the proceedings steady.
Old classmates dining, one shouldn’t dive straight into business. It’s customary to exchange pleasantries.
Chen Yan smiled at Hu Shangke: "What have you been busy with lately? Still chasing girls?"
"No, I’m really not doing that now." Hu Shangke’s eyes showed a hint of embarrassment, shaking his head: "I couldn’t figure it out before. Ah..."
Saying this, he sighed first: "You tell me, what’s so great about chasing girls?
If you don’t succeed, you waste your time and money, a futile effort.
If you do succeed, you end up with a girlfriend who habitually treats you like a puppy, riding on your neck, neither gentle nor considerate. Now when I think of the past, I almost want to slap myself, what’s the point of it!"
