Outside is the female monster who can freeze people into scum and is very aggressive.

On the contrary, there was not as dangerous as expected.

"Don't panic... It's a big problem, and it's useless to panic."

"If he really wanted to kill me, I would have died before. His behavior did not conform to the logic of killing."

The flames were about to spray on Jiang Jianshe's face.

He had a premonition that when the oil-faced monster spoke again, he would be like the corpse under his feet, even if the other party might not want to kill someone.

There must be a way to crack it...

"I want to buy a house. Can I—"

The fire broke out again. Looking at the fire that came, Jiang Bingshu didn't care much:

"Yes! Why can't it? I'm so familiar with this house!"

At the critical moment, the sudden fire quickly subsided.

Although Jiang Bingshu's face had already had a scalding reaction, his smile was even more curative:

"Next, I will introduce this house to you. You are really good at seeing guests!"

The fire became weaker, which confirmed Jiang Bingshu's guess—

"In theory, the fire should be more and more prosperous. So essentially, the fire is actually controlled by this person? If I want to survive, I have to do what he said."

"But the question is, how do I sell a burning and haunted house?"

If this is the interview assessment, Jiang Bingshu admitted that this is much harder than the interview he had participated in before.

He tried to calm down.

But the oxygen content in the room was obviously insufficient, and the hot air flow made him unable to help coughing:

"Ahem, cough, cough, cough...let me slowly introduce your new home to you!"

Jiang Jianshu pointed to somewhere in the room—there was a surging fire in that place.

He already had a thought in his mind:

"Just treat yourself as a psychopath, and participated in a psychopath interview. It's better to let yourself go if you die at all."

This suggests that Jiang Bingshu has already taken the role.

His eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was sincere and bright.

A neurological property sales were born:

"We first smell the scorching breath in the air. Did you smell it? The breath emitted by the wonderful flames and the redwood kiss was not a trace of burnt smell, and it would not burn no matter how hard it was."

"It is said that fire prevention and theft prevention is a major issue at home, and any luxury house is afraid of being burned, but look, the fire has not caused any damage to the place until now."

"Look at how resistant this ceiling is, how resistant it is. Look at how happy this little flame is."

"Imagine that in the coldest season, others can only roast the fire in the fireplace to keep warm, or turn on the air conditioner to adjust the temperature slowly, which consumes time and electricity, and the effect is not obvious."

“But you are different. You can sprinkle aromatic gasoline in your beloved kitchen, ignite your house and enjoy the most primitive heating.”

"Others can only be envious when they look at the mansion bathed in the fire! People who are not aware of this want to call for fire extinguishing, but you can wave your hand and say hospitably: Why don't you come in and sit and roast your body?"

"Even if you barbecue at home, you don't need to buy charcoal! Hiss, I've already smelled the barbecue and the grilled intestine!"

"Let's talk about the location. This house is at the junction of the lung area and the liver area. As the boss, you must have a house in such a location, so that you can arrange the people in the lung area to your liver area industry as soon as possible to achieve a one-hand conversion of lung objects and liver goods."

Jiang Bingshu began to talk nonstop. The smile on his face made him look like a serious lunatic.

Especially when he was selling a haunted house to something suspected to be a "ghost", he seemed to be very sick.

But this neurologist is very professional and responsible.

He faced the house in all levels from Feng Shui, layout, location, and decoration.

There were also many professional terms mixed in between, and he seemed to have really done this job.

This is what ginger diseased tree is like.

He has interviewed those most grassroots professions—

House salesperson, insurance salesperson, telephone salesperson, factory worker, cleaner, courier...

Jiang Bingshu goes to interviews with full enthusiasm every time and makes sufficient preparations.

The purpose is to enable oneself, who is a healthy and disease-free person, to get a job among a group of patients.

He worked very hard and thought about dealing with various situations.

But he did not think of this kind of development when selling a haunted house to a supernatural creature.

"I don't know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage for the customer?"

However, Jiang Bingshu was delighted to find that this weird guy with a face full of oil gradually shined in his eyes.

The development of the haunted house experience has gone in a strange direction.

"Is he really touched me?" He was delighted, although the deadly danger had not passed.

Jiang Bengshu is a very optimistic person. He is good at entertaining himself in adversity.

When I was a child, I was beaten by a hooligan in the lung area. The little girl who was playing with her in the orphanage looked at her bruised nose and swollen face and was scared to tears.

But he was not depressed at all. Instead, he was able to pinch the purple scars on his face, making his facial features make strange curves and funny expressions, and endure the pain to make the little girl laugh.

Because he was too naughty and was physically punished by the dean, he would tell jokes to his stomach, which seemed to make the stomach laugh and the stomach would not be hungry.

The same is true for job interviews. They are rejected again and again, but they will enlighten themselves again and again.

He looks heartless and always smiles, so he always speaks inconsistently.

Just like that.

In the fearful environment, he found his own rhythm again and talked endlessly.

In the high temperature environment, he was a little thirsty, so he walked to the refrigerator and opened it.

There was also a small freezer next to the refrigerator. Jiang Bingshu glanced at it and his eyes were hooked.

A female corpse, with her face facing the glass counter of the freezer, and her eyes were in pain.

This scared him so much that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand firmly, so he lay directly on the edge of the freezer.

This female body looks very familiar.

This time, Jiang Bengshu and the corpse were facing each other, but fortunately there was a layer of glass.

This is like a female corpse that was frozen to death.

He forced himself to stand up and calm his mind. When he didn't see all this, he opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water.

A hard-core salesman must be able to sell houses in the most extreme environments and drink water in an elegant and timeless manner.

puff!

The fishy and spicy taste bud reaction made Jiang Bingshu spit out the wine all at once, and this action was not elegant at all.

"Hey, how could it be wine?"

【Correction, it is medical alcohol, and the refrigerator is full of it.】

Jiang Bingshu was so scared that he quickly put the wine back.

As the fire became weaker, the room could gradually hear some sounds.

Jiang Bingshu finally heard a sound at this time - from the phone where the oil-faced man kept talking:

"Damn it, you will not be able to sell my house! Damn it, you will not be able to sell my house! Damn it, you will not be able to sell my house..."

This sentence has been repeated, over and over again, and I don’t know how many times the oil-faced man has heard it.

At this moment, Jiang Bengshu looked at the oil-faced man, and all the clues in his mind were instantly connected.

"Does it mean..."
Chapter completed!