Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Luo Chen was walking on the street, but unexpectedly, a salesman suddenly appeared and handed him a flyer.

This salesman looks quite clean, but it can be seen that he must be quite down-and-out, because the clothes on his body have been washed and wrinkled, but they are very clean.

And he looks young, similar to Luo Chen.

There was a vigorous vitality on his fair and clean face, and he was slightly sweating under the scorching sun.

But he had just said a word, and before he could finish, he was interrupted by a fat man wearing sunglasses and a suit.

The fat man rushed over angrily, pointed at Luo Chen and said.

"How many times have I told you before I go out? It depends on the person when issuing orders. Look at his clothes, his temperament, and his age. Does he look like someone who can afford a house?"

The fat man is their sales director, and he is criticizing this young man named Zhang Zijun.

Zhang Zijun did not refute, but lowered his head as he was being scolded. This was his first day at work and he didn't want to be fired. After all, he had been looking for a job for a month and only had dozens of dollars left.

"What are you doing standing still? Go and issue the order!" the sales manager scolded.

Zhang Zijun grinned and ran away.

But Luo Chen glanced at the next page.

"Give me back the single page. What are you reading? Can a poor guy like you afford a house?"

The sales manager snatched the single page away from Luo Chen, looking down on Luo Chen.

Based on his experience in this industry for several years, Luo Chen, who is dressed casually and is very young, can tell at a glance that this person is very poor, and he will not waste time on these poor people.

Luo Chen wasn't angry at all. He couldn't buy a dozen houses in someone else's real estate just to show off, right?

That would make you look like an idiot.

What's more, he himself is engaged in real estate.

Luo Chen ignored the sales manager and walked into a Shaxian snack bar.

"Did you see? Am I right? You can only go to Shaxian County to eat. Do you think he can afford a house?" The sales manager once again lectured Zhang Zijun behind his back.

"To see if a person has money, you have to look at his shoes. What do you think he is wearing? Cloth shoes!"

Luo Chen didn't go in to eat, but there happened to be mung bean soup inside. He had to take a portion of mung bean soup back.

After packing the mung bean soup, Luo Chen didn't rush out because Wang Fei sent a message saying that he would be here later.

Luo Chen simply sat inside and waited. It wasn't until Wang Fei sent a message saying it was almost there that Luo Chen came out.

"I'm sorry, sir. I apologize on behalf of my leader for what he said to you just now. I hope his inappropriate words and deeds did not make you angry."

Zhang Zijun emerged from nowhere and suddenly apologized to Luo Chen.

"Oh why?"

"He shouldn't talk to you like that, because no matter whether you have money or not, you should be respected because everyone is equal, and we shouldn't look down on others."

Zhang Zijun said with a smile, his words revealed a sincerity and were not hypocritical at all.

Luo Chen smiled, and then asked Zhang Zijun again.

"According to your leader, you shouldn't send me a single page. I'm curious, why did you send me a single page?"

"Actually, it's not accurate to only look at people's appearance." Zhang Zijun replied.

"And actually he may have overlooked a few details. Before I sent you the order, I actually noticed that sir, you always have a very indifferent temperament, which is something that ordinary young people don't have. And I saw the look in your eyes. There is always a sense of confidence in him.”

"The most important thing is, sir, although you are dressed casually, there is no dust at all. The strangest thing is that your cloth shoes, even the soles of your feet are clean."

"So I think that even if you don't have money, you are definitely not an ordinary person." Zhang Zijun concluded.

Luo Chen actually smiled. He probably didn't even notice this detail. Because of the Emperor's Sutra, even if there was no protective aura, there would always be an invisible air flowing on his body to help him block the dust.

But he didn't expect that this young man would notice these details.

"Actually, I am waiting here specifically to apologize to you." Zhang Zijun smiled again.

"Oh?" Luo Chen was also interested because the other party had been waiting for half an hour.

"I think reputation is very important whether you are doing business or work. Maybe you won't buy a house, but maybe you will introduce people around you to me." Zhang Zijun smiled and seemed very talkative.

Then he asked Luo Chen.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You are so fucking stupid. If you keep doing this, I will fire you. You actually went behind my back to chat with this poor guy again. Does the company pay you to let you chat?"

Suddenly the sales manager appeared out of nowhere and cursed at Zhang Zijun.

"I'm sorry, leader, I know I was wrong." Zhang Zijun grinned.

"How many times have I told you? You refuse to change despite repeated admonitions. Do you think he can afford a house when he dresses like that? He might not even have a job!" The sales manager pointed at Luo Chen and cursed Zhang Zijun.

"A house in our Blue Sky Palace is close to one million. People like him can afford it. Can you please stop wasting your time in front of these people who can't afford it?" the sales manager scolded again.

"The streets are full of people with no money like him. If you can't afford a house, what's the use of talking nonsense to him?"

For a young man like Luo Chen, who looked like he was wearing something and had no money, there was no need to talk about respect. The sales manager didn't think there was anything wrong with mocking him in front of him.

In his eyes, those who have money are the ones who deserve to be respected, and those who have no money deserve to be ridiculed.

"What we should be looking for are high-quality customers, customers with money."

"Didi!"

A car honked.

Then a Lamborghini pulled up to the side of the road.

Then Wang Fei came down with a bag under his arm and walked towards Luo Chen.

When the sales manager saw this scene, he immediately changed his face and greeted him with a smile.

By the way, he also said to Zhang Zijun.

"See, people like this are our customers." The sales manager is very confident in his accuracy in identifying people.

"Hello, sir, do you want to buy a house?"

"No, thank you!" Wang Fei walked up to Luo Chen without even looking at the sales manager.

The sales manager followed Wang Fei and was stunned. Do they know each other?

"Brother Luo, the 10 million you gave us for the last batch of materials has been spent, but we can actually sell the house first because we can do pre-sale."

"Let's talk back to Mingyue on the Sea." Luo Chen nodded.

Brother Luo? Ten million? And a Lamborghini sports car? this?