Soul Patch

Chapter 68 Brother, you're sick
"No, no, no, it wasn't me." Jia Nan elegantly took a sip of coffee, raised her cup to the man in the suit opposite her, and made a cheering gesture.
"It's you. Have you forgotten that you just took over this shop?"

After saying that, Jia Nan finished her coffee in one gulp and gestured for him to go ahead.

He leisurely took off his white gloves, revealing his slender fingers, waved his five fingers in front of his eyes, and gently breathed on his hands.

It's as if these hands have been wronged these past few days.

"You?" The man in the suit looked at Jia Nan in confusion, wondering what Jia Nan was up to.

Jia Nan quietly took off her work clothes and threw them at the man.

He turned and left!

The man in the suit looked at Jia Nan's perfect profile outlined by the sunlight, and helplessly tossed the work clothes that had been thrown at him onto the sofa:
"Jia Nan, where are you going...you!"

Watching Jia Nan spend a fortune and then just walk away...

He was speechless with anger; this move... was really damn flashy.

I have so much money I don't know what to do with it!
"You...you should tell me..."

In the blink of an eye, Jia Nan pushed open the door and went out. As she got on her motorcycle and prepared to put on her helmet, she said without turning her head, "The door lock is in the cash register drawer. Don't forget to lock the door when you leave."

After exploding the oil, Jia Nan swaggered away.

The man in the suit who was left standing at the store entrance was not the first time he had been thrown out and made a scapegoat!

Hey!
It has to be said that Jia Nan is the type who's popular with girls; he'll spend a fortune without batting an eye.

The deeper the wound, the more painful it is!

"Love life, stay away from Jia Nan," he chuckled, shook his head, locked the door, got into his car, and drove off.

……

10:00 AM, Dongheng Law Firm.

When Huang Dongheng received a call from Huang Weiwei, he heard about someone taking over the shop and thought his sister was joking.

Which unscrupulous business owner would take over a store where someone has just died?

The police cordon has not been lifted yet; the police are still guarding the crime scene!

You can see several requirements that the other party has put forward for the transfer agreement.

Huang Dongheng realized: This really is a buyer.

They are trying to shirk responsibility for the current lawsuit and shift the blame for its impact onto others, using this as a reason to negotiate a lower price.

They managed to cut a store worth over a million to 800,000.

Huang Dongheng immediately made the decision and drafted an agreement.

Huang Weiwei quickly sent a screenshot showing that the other party had paid a down payment of 10 yuan and would pay the remaining 70 yuan after signing the agreement.

Everything is going too smoothly.

Huang Dongheng had never encountered a deal that was so easily concluded.

He was even mentally prepared that the other party would take this opportunity to aggressively lower the price, and that after several rounds of negotiation, the store would eventually be sold for 50 to 60 yuan.

He quickly dialed Huang Weiwei's number; he felt more at ease asking her about certain things.

After the call connected, he asked thoughtfully:

"Weiwei, did this buyer come in person to inquire?"

"Yup!"

"Have you checked the bakery's qualifications, equipment list, and other details?"

"Ok!"

Huang Weiwei was already getting impatient. She wondered why her brother and she had such different personalities.

This Huang Dongheng, the famous lawyer Huang in M ​​City, is more indecisive than a woman.

However, her personality is a bit too rough around the edges, too masculine.
"Did you find anything suspicious?" Huang Dongheng asked, carefully choosing his words.

"No, no!" Huang Weiwei hung up the phone.

"..." Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Huang Dongheng sat down on the sofa with a sullen face.

Bai Mengyao just pushed the door open and came in. She had received a text message in the early hours of last night and felt that President Huang must have something urgent to tell her.

So Huang Dongheng arrived at the office and she followed him in right away.

"Dongheng, are you alright?" Bai Mengyao looked at him strangely.

Huang Dongheng was stunned for a moment when he saw her.

He pointed towards the sofa, indicating that she should sit and wait a while.

Bai Mengyao swayed her hips as she walked towards the sofa. Huang Dongheng watched her back, feeling a little hesitant about whether to confront her.

……

Huang Weiwei is preparing to make pork rib soup at home.

I just put all the ingredients in the pot and turned the heat down to a simmer.

The phone rang again, and she thought it was her brother Huang Dongheng again.

He impatiently grabbed a rag, wiped his hands, picked up the phone, and glanced at the caller ID.

A string of numbers... it's an unfamiliar number!

She immediately suppressed her impatience, cleared her throat, and asked in an incredibly sweet voice, "Hello!"

"Oh, hello, I came to your store this morning to inquire about the sale of the store. My surname is Wei."

"Oh, Mr. Wei, how can I help you?"

Huang Weiwei asked very politely, afraid that if she didn't do something right, the other party might break the contract and not buy it.

"Regarding the price of the store for sale, I went back to the company to consult, and the investment bank's assessment was that the total price of the store would be between 60 and 70 yuan."

So I think you could lower the total price a bit more?

The man in the suit holding the phone spoke methodically, following the script that Jia Nan had given him.

"Oh, how about I lower the price by another 50,000? I'm genuinely interested in transferring the business, and I hope you'll reciprocate."

“But 75 is still higher than the valuation, so I can’t get the investment from the investment bank. Without financial support, I probably won’t be able to acquire your store.”

"Alright, then it's 70, no less!" Huang Weiwei said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

After hanging up the phone, Huang Weiwei sent a message to Huang Dongheng informing him about the other party's attempt to lower the price through venture capital evaluation.

Upon seeing this, Huang Dongheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, this time it's reliable!"

"Brother, you're sick!"

Huang Weiwei muttered to herself: "I only feel better after losing another 100,000 yuan. What else is this but a sickness?"
(End of this chapter)