After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Mr. Zhang took two steps back, looking at the disheveled Lao Liu with a sneer, "Are you out of your mind for money? Your shabby shop doesn't even deserve to be connected with my flagship store."

I'm planning to open a high-end hot pot restaurant; if it's located near your run-down place, I'm afraid it will lower my standards!

Old Liu was pushed so hard he almost fell, but he didn't care about his dignity at all and went over to him like a dog:

"Mr. Zhang, I know my shop's location isn't great, but I really need the money urgently... Please, have mercy and accept it! Just give me whatever you need!"

"You accepted it?"

As if he had heard a joke, Mr. Zhang pointed to the huge transformer box in front of Old Liu's shop, raising his voice as if afraid that passersby wouldn't hear him:

"Old Liu, why don't you take a piss and look at your shop in the mirror! Everyone, come and see!"

While shouting, Mr. Zhang pointed and said, "There's such a huge transformer box standing in front of this shop! It looks like a coffin blocking the entrance!"

This is called "running into a wall when you go out," a dreaded "roadblock" in business! Whoever rents here will be unlucky!

The landlord, Wang, who was standing nearby, also chimed in, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"That's right, Lao Liu, you should be kind and honest, don't hurt people. Have you forgotten how those two shops that owned your business died?"

"A bubble tea shop went out of business after only half a month, and a clothing store didn't even recoup its renovation costs before the owner ran away overnight."

"This place is a 'graveyard for merchants,' you're just treating it like a treasure and trying to rip off Mr. Zhang?"

Old Liu blushed and trembled as the two men spoke to him.

He was aware of these circumstances, of course, but this shop was his only asset.

"I know... I know this transformer box is an eyesore..."

Tears welled up in Lao Liu's eyes, and his voice trembled with despair.

"But I really have no other choice! My son is in the ICU with leukemia, waiting for a bone marrow transplant! The hospital just sent another payment reminder; if we don't pay soon, they'll stop his medication! It's a life he could die from!"

He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and held up three trembling fingers in front of General Manager Zhang:

"Mr. Zhang! I know you're not short of money, but please consider this a act of charity! Where else in Jin Street can you rent so cheaply? I... I only need 300,000! Is 300,000 okay?!"

Three hundred thousand!

In this prime commercial area of ​​the university town, where land is incredibly valuable, this price is practically a steal.

However, Mr. Zhang still scoffed at it:

"Three hundred thousand? Old Liu, even if you gave it to me to use as a toilet, I'd still think it ruins my feng shui! It's bad luck!"

Old Liu was in utter despair. His legs gave way, and he knelt down in front of Boss Zhang with a thud.

He abandoned his last shred of dignity in order to save his son.

"That...that two hundred and fifty thousand!!"

Old Liu roared out the number, tears streaming down his stubble-covered face and splashing onto the cement floor.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand! That's practically a bargain price! I'll give you all the renovation materials inside! And I'll even give you a rent-free period!"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm begging you! My son is only eight years old! Just 250,000 yuan in cash, and I'll give you the keys right away! I'll kowtow to you!"

As he spoke, Old Liu actually kowtowed three times to General Manager Zhang, his forehead bleeding from the impact.

The surrounding crowd sighed; some sympathized, some shook their heads, but no one was willing to take on this mess.

Two hundred and fifty thousand.

Rent this shop.

Even if this place were used as a warehouse, this price would be an absolute steal.

But Mr. Zhang laughed even more wildly.

"Hahaha! You want me to rent a dead-end shop for 250,000?!"

"But let me tell you, even if you ask for 50,000, I still won't want such an unlucky place!"

"What if I end up losing money because of this merger? I'm not going to be that sucker!"

"Get out of here! Get out of my way! Don't block my path to wealth! Just looking at you annoys me!"

After saying that, Mr. Zhang kicked away an empty soda can at his feet, which crashed onto Old Liu's leg with a loud bang.

Old Liu's face was ashen, as if his soul had been ripped away. He slumped onto the dusty steps, and the string of rusty roller shutter keys in his hand clattered to the ground.

He knew his son was finished, and his family was finished. No one would rent this dead-end shop.

Just when the entire place was deathly silent, and everyone thought the shop was completely doomed.

A calm yet clear voice rang out, piercing through the surrounding laughter and Old Liu's sobs.

"Boss, may I come in and take a look at this shop?"

All eyes instantly shifted from Old Liu, who was slumped on the ground, to the young man holding the child with a calm expression.

Old Liu shuddered, as if a drowning person had grabbed a straw, and suddenly raised his head.

His lips trembled, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence:

"Boss... you... you want to rent it?"

He pointed to the transformer box that stood at the entrance like a tombstone, his hands trembling.

Lin Fan lifted the baby in his arms higher, ignoring the looks from Manager Zhang and Landlord Wang that seemed to think he was a fool, and calmly nodded:

"Doing business is all about fate. Although your shop doesn't look good, it might not be entirely useless. Open the door and take a look."

"Okay! Okay! We'll start right away! We'll start right away!"

Old Liu scrambled to his feet, even stumbling a little from getting up too quickly.

He didn't even bother to brush the dust off his knees, grabbed the rusty keys, and stumbled toward the roller shutter.

"Tch, all pretentious."

Mr. Zhang, standing next to him, spat and sneered with disdain, "A poor bastard who drives a Wuling van, eyeing a worthless shop worth 200,000 yuan, is just like a turtle eyeing a green bean, they've hit it off."

Landlord Wang also crossed his arms, looking on with amusement.

"Splash—!!"

With a sickening metallic scraping sound, the roller shutter door, which had been closed for who knows how long, was pushed open by Old Liu with great effort.

"Cough cough cough..."

A musty smell of dust mixed with dampness hit the air, choking everyone around and forcing them to cover their mouths and noses and back away.

"Boss...please come in. It's a bit dark inside because there's no electricity, so please watch your step."

Old Liu stood nervously at the door, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

Lin Fan nodded, put Tuantuan down, and took her little hand as they went inside.

"Is Tuantuan scared?"

"Don't be afraid! This feels like an adventure cave!" Tuantuan blinked her big eyes. Although it was a bit dark, she felt very curious because her father was there.

Lin Fan smiled, turned on his phone's flashlight, and stepped over the threshold.

As landlord Wang said, the shop was poorly lit because of the huge transformer box at the entrance, making it dark and gloomy even during the day.

but.

When Lin Fan actually stepped inside and looked around with the help of his flashlight, his pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This space..."