After completing all the formalities, it was already about four o'clock in the afternoon when I got the house key.
"Mr. Jing, the real estate certificate will be issued by the real estate department after you pay the deed tax. The follow-up matters will be followed up by Xiao Qiao. This is my business card. If you have anything, you can call me."
The sales manager of Ziyun Pavilion respectfully presented a business card.
No salesperson wants to continue a relationship with a client after selling a home. How stupid is that?
Jing Gao accepted it with a smile.
Qiao Shuang stood aside, with beautiful legs and high heels, and a smile like a flower. At this time, she said: "Mr. Jing, do you want to rest here for a while, or do you have other arrangements? The designer will arrive in about twenty minutes."
Jinggao said: "Go to the house and wait. The designer needs to see it on site before he can produce the design drawing, right?"
"Of course. Don't worry. Sister Jiang graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts and has been engaged in architectural design for ten years. Many of the houses in our Ziyun Pavilion are designed by her. They are well received by customers..."
Xiao Qiao drove Jing Gao back to Building E in a sky blue Cayenne, introducing the designer to Jing Gao in a sweet voice along the way.
Jing Gao nodded from time to time, and then he realized the status of the Central Academy of Fine Arts in the industry. Oh, it seems that the most popular and top architectural designer in China in recent years is Chinese-American Ieoh Ming Pei.
Taking the elevator to the 35th floor and once again being in an "empty" room, Jing Gao felt a sense of joy in his heart.
He looked back at Xiao Qiao, who was smiling, fashionable and charming beside him. She is tall, about 1.75 meters tall with high heels, and her white straight pants outline her exquisite curves. Jing Gao's heart moved slightly.
Feeling that the fire was almost ready, he invited: "Xiao Qiao, do you have time tonight? I'll treat you to dinner."
Qiao Shuang looked at Jing Gao, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated slightly. Just after buying a house, he invited her to dinner in the evening, which was obviously his intention to seduce her.
Of course she would like to date him. She is 26 years old, and she is not the little girl in school who only knows faces.
Just now he said he didn't have a girlfriend. However, if she agrees immediately now, will it seem too casual?
She is in this industry and is very clear about the reputation of their sales ladies. She didn't believe that Jing Gao didn't hear it. If she acts too casually, will he look down upon her?
Qiao Shuang paused, stroking the broken hair around her ears, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, please wait a moment, I will call a friend to confirm."
Of course, Jing Gao could see Qiao Shuang's hesitation, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Forget it."
Some regrets welled up in my heart.
He had a good chat with Xiao Qiao. He thought that dating her would be a matter of course, but he didn't want to be rejected by her. Her hesitation was actually the most obvious attitude.
There is no need to force others, right?
Qiao Shuang: "..."
no. That was my excuse!
I'll call you back and tell you that I'm willing to have dinner with you. Doesn't this mean that I value you more? Doesn't it make me look more like a casual woman? What do you mean by this?
"Mr. Jing, I..." Qiao Shuang wanted to explain. She was stupid to follow the routine of second-rate romance novels. Wouldn't it be better to explain the misunderstanding clearly? This is a rich man with a net worth of one billion and only 27 years old. How many times will she have such an opportunity in her life?
At this time, Qiao Shuang's cell phone rang, and she could only answer the call first, "Sister Jiang, oh, you're here. Okay. I'll go down and pick you up."
Jing Gao made a gesture to indicate to Qiao Shuang to go do some work first. Watching Xiao Qiao leave, he came back to his senses.
So, Xiao Qiao's hesitation just now was not because he didn't want to go on a date with him at night, but just to be reserved?
Jing Gao thought further: Why should she be reserved?
Thinking about it from Xiao Qiao's perspective, Jing Gao thought about it for a while and finally understood. This "reservation" can increase his favor.
Moreover, if you think about it more deeply, you can take some initiative in your future interactions with him. If you are reserved once, you can have a second time.
Zaipin: Why did Xiao Qiao think of being reserved? Aren't you afraid that if you fail to be reserved, you will lose him as a big customer? This is not the routine I read online.
Jing Gao thought about it again. Assume that he is just looking at the house today, but shows enough willingness to buy, and then invites Xiao Qiao out, then 80% of it can happen. This is the correct routine process.
Of course, it depends on whether Xiao Qiao is willing to do this business.
learned. learned.
Jing Gao felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. Learning makes people happy.
Buying a watch, buying a mansion, and spending nearly a day with Xiao Qiao, he gained a lot. Take a small step forward on the road to becoming a qualified Shenhao.
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The elevator doors on the 35th floor opened. High heels clicked on the floor. Later, Qiao Shuang walked into the living room accompanied by a beautiful woman in her early thirties.
She was wearing a goose-yellow long-sleeved cardigan. The sweater was very close-fitting, revealing her curves and showing off the charm of a mature beauty. Wearing black casual pants underneath. Simple outfit, clean and refreshing, revealing an intellectual beauty.
Beautiful women come in all shapes and sizes. After Xiao Qiao's introduction, he reached out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Jing. It's an honor to serve you."
"Hello, Ms. Jiang. I'm serious." Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with the beautiful woman named "Jiang Jingying." Do designers now rely on their reputation to make a living?
Jiang Jingying is shorter than Xiao Qiao, about 1.7 meters tall. But her figure is better than Xiao Qiao's. And his appearance is better than Xiao Qiao's.
It's a bit difficult to describe beauty in words, but when two beauties stand together, it's really clear at a glance.
This is how Jinggao feels now. It's a pity that he doesn't have a system, otherwise I really want to check the score of this intellectual, mature and beautiful woman. According to his personal estimate, it should be 90 points.
Jiang Jingying took out a stack of photos from the document bag she was carrying and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, these are some pictures of decoration styles that I collected online. You can pick out the ones you like. Although it is for Ziyun Pavilion. I’ve designed it many times, but I still want to see the layout in the room, is that okay?”
Very professional.
Jing Gao said: "As you please."
Qiao Shuang stayed with Jing Gao and helped him hold the photo, but hesitated several times. She wanted to explain, but now was not the time. Forcing explanations will only leave a bad impression.
Jing Gao smiled and focused on picking up the photos, without extending an invitation to Xiao Qiao again.
At his age, he is full of interest and impulse towards beautiful women. This is normal. He still has thoughts about Xiao Qiao. Now I also know that Xiao Qiao is willing to go to dinner with him in the evening.
However, he had just analyzed Xiao Qiao's thoughts thoroughly and was more willing to wait two days before making an appointment with her.
That would be more appropriate.
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Ten minutes later, Jiang Jingying finished her work and walked over lightly to ask for the photos of Jing Gao. After looking through them, she smiled softly and said, "Mr. Jing, what are your requirements for the decoration style of the room?"
Jing Gao mused: "Luxurious and restrained, comfortable and natural."
Jiang Jingying chuckled and said: "Mr. Jing's choice of words is really exquisite. This is a big challenge for me. I will try my best."
Jing Gao smiled and said: "I believe in Ms. Jiang's level. Ms. Jiang, please quote a price."
Jiang Jingying smiled apologetically, as if she was embarrassed to discuss the price, and said: "Mr. Jing, I will complete the first version of the design drawings within a week. Then I will send them to you for review until you are satisfied with the modifications.
Design fee...180,000. After signing the contract, pay a deposit of 20,000 yuan first, and then pay the remaining balance after Mr. Jing is satisfied. "
I am quite confident in my design skills.
Jing Gao was about to speak when his cell phone rang.
