Starting by Selling Lunch Boxes at the Construction Site

Heard the food at construction sites isn't very good?

That's convenient, because I sell lunch boxes right at the entrance of the construction site!

Eight yuan for two meat dishe...

Chapter 227 Monkey, Will This Even Work?

"Oh... I remember, I remember. What's wrong? Have you pooled your money and are you ready to sign a contract with me?"

"It'll be ready soon. I called Mr. He Hanlong today to inquire about some matters related to the house..."

The monkey asked Mr. He about relevant information one by one based on the paper given to it by Xu Dongliang, and finally induced Mr. He to reveal his own name, the confirmation that the Blue Ocean Garden had been sold to the aunt, and other related information.

Mr. He on the other side seemed to want to dispel the monkey's doubts, and even made many promises on this basis.

He said he wouldn't move any of the large items like sofas and coffee tables; he'd give them all to his aunt. He also said he'd already paid the property management fees for two years, so he wouldn't charge his aunt extra for that. And that as soon as his aunt had enough money, he'd immediately go to the real estate center to complete the transfer of ownership...

"Oh, thank you so much for your patient explanation, Mr. He Hanlong. You don't need to worry about the payment. We'll definitely have the money raised by Monday afternoon, or at the latest Tuesday morning! Please make sure to reserve this house for us!"

The call ended amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

When her nephew said he had finished the call, the aunt rushed out of the room and asked with a puzzled look, "You're asking about the house all the time. Will this help us get our deposit back?"

"Don't worry, Auntie, just stay home and wait. We'll have the results soon."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. He glanced at the caller ID, somewhat puzzled. Sure enough, young people are more cautious, but young people, after all, don't understand the law; all the questions he asked were off-topic...

Before he could finish expressing his feelings, the phone rang again. This time, it was another family who had placed a deposit...

Sitting on the other end of the phone was a chubby young man. A black voice recorder was placed next to the phone, and the time on the small display screen of the recorder was increasing second by second...