"This is the blueprint of my ancestor's house. If you need the dimensioned drawing, I can provide that too..."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhang, a blueprint is fine, there's no need for a dimensioned drawing," Sa Xining finally found an opportunity to cut Zhang Menglong off. The interview was originally planned for one hour, but Zhang Menglong went on for one and a half. If he were in real estate sales, what house wouldn't sell?
He truly believed that Zhang Menglong had the potential to become a top real estate sales champion. It was a real waste of talent that he didn't get promoted to manager during his industrious and thrifty summer job.
"If you're interested, you can follow my Weibo," Zhang Menglong said, "I also regularly post some fan benefits, such as houses, sports cars, villas, and the like."
"Hahaha, that concludes our interview segment," Sa Xining couldn't wait to get off the stage—and then follow Zhang Menglong's Weibo. Who would expect such a good deal?
