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

From the outside, the shop's facade appears pitifully narrow, only two meters wide, like a crevice, due to the encroachment of the transformer box and the grand facade of the adjacent "Royal Cuisine Pavilion".

It gives the impression that the inside must be narrow and cramped.

However, once you actually step inside, you'll find that it's actually a typical "gourd mouth" structure!

Although the first three meters are narrow, once you pass through them, the space suddenly opens up!

What was originally thought to be a space of only a few dozen square meters turned out to be seven or eight meters wide and a full fifteen or sixteen meters deep!

Moreover, what surprised Lin Fan the most was the ceiling height.

The ceiling height of this shop is an astonishing five meters!

"It's a hidden paradise!"

Lin Fan secretly admired him.

He looked up at the exposed beams overhead and the pipes, which, though messy, led in a clear direction.

With this ceiling height, you could easily create a small two-story loft or a grand, high-ceilinged design.

Moreover, because the space is large enough, the kitchen can be made spacious and bright, and the front dining area can accommodate more than a dozen tables without feeling crowded.

"Boss... actually, although the entrance to my shop is blocked, it's actually quite spacious inside."

Old Liu followed behind, explaining cautiously, afraid that Lin Fan would turn around and leave.

"This floor has a usable area of ​​120 square meters, and there's also a back door leading to the community's fire escape, making it very convenient for delivering goods. The previous landlord didn't do much renovation to save trouble, so it looks a bit messy..."

120 square meters!

In this area, even a warehouse would cost more than 200,000 in rent!

Lin Fan walked to the wall and reached out to touch it. It was made of red bricks and was very sturdy.

He stomped his foot on the ground again, and the dull echo indicated that the foundation was also very stable.

"This isn't a dead-end shop at all!"

Lin Fan's blueprint for opening a shop instantly became clear in this dimly lit space.

For ordinary businesses, the electrical transformer box at the entrance is a fatal flaw, because if customers can't see the store, they won't come in.

But for Lin Fan, who possesses the system, this is not a disadvantage, but rather a natural "barrier".

It blocked the view, but it couldn't block the fragrance.

Moreover, this sense of mystery, this "hidden gem in the city" atmosphere, combined with the surprisingly spacious interior, creates a strong and delightful contrast for diners.

This is the legendary "god-level hole-in-the-wall restaurant" vibe!

"Daddy, this place is so big! Can we turn this place into a castle?" Tuantuan ran around for a while, and her voice even echoed in the empty room.

"sure."

Lin Fan put away his phone, turned around, and looked at Old Liu, who looked nervous and had bloodstains from kowtowing on his forehead.

"I'll take this shop."

These six words echoed in the dimly lit and empty shop, and to Old Liu's ears, they sounded more beautiful than heavenly music.

He turned around abruptly, his bloodshot eyes wide, his lips trembling, trying to confirm whether he was hallucinating from despair.

"Boss... you're not kidding, are you? There's a huge transformer box right outside! It's a death trap for businesses..."

Although Lao Liu desperately needed money to save his life, he was an honest man.

"This is the transformer box that I'm interested in."

Lin Fan smiled faintly, "It blocked the evil energy and the noise, which is perfect for giving me some peace and quiet."

"Keep pretending! Keep pretending!"

A shrill laugh came from the doorway from Mr. Zhang. He and Landlord Wang had somehow appeared at the door, their faces showing amusement.

"Old Liu, this kid's just making fun of you! Kid, stop pretending to be rich here, go home and take care of your kids!"

Lin Fan didn't even lift his eyelids, directly took out his phone and said to Lao Liu, "Card number."

"Huh?" Old Liu was taken aback and subconsciously rattled off a string of numbers.

Lin Fan quickly tapped a few times on the screen, then entered the password and clicked confirm.

Two seconds later.

"bite--!"

The cracked phone that Lao Liu was clutching tightly in his hand suddenly vibrated.

His hands trembled as he opened the text message, and he froze on the spot, tears streaming down his face.

【XX银行】您尾号5678的帐户于10月20日10:35完成转帐交易人民币250，000.00元，当前余额……

"Two...two hundred and fifty thousand...we've arrived! We've really arrived!!"

Holding his phone, Lao Liu let out a heart-wrenching cry, an outpouring of relief after narrowly escaping death.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang, who were about to continue their mockery at the door, froze on their faces with smiles, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

"How...how much?!" Mr. Zhang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Two hundred and fifty thousand? In full? This kid really paid?!"

"Thump!"

Old Liu could no longer control himself; his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily before Lin Fan, his head slamming against the dusty cement floor with a loud thud.

"My benefactor! You are my benefactor! I kowtow to you on behalf of my son! This money is a lifesaver!"

Lin Fan reacted quickly, grabbing Old Liu's arm and helping him up.

"Go to the hospital quickly, the child is waiting. Leave the keys here, and you can come back to sign the contract after your child's surgery."

"Hey! Hey! I'm going right now! I'm going right now!"

Old Liu hastily wiped away the tears and dust from his face, shoved the rusty keys into Lin Fan's hand, bowed deeply to Lin Fan, and then rushed out the door like a madman, not even bothering to pick up one of his shoes.

Watching Lao Liu's retreating figure, Lin Fan sighed softly.

Money was just a number to him, but to this father and son, it represented the difference between life and death.

"Um... Mr. Lin, right?"

At this moment, the landlord, Wang, approached with an embarrassed expression, his tone noticeably more polite than before, even carrying a hint of ingratiation.

"I never knew you were so good at hiding your true abilities! You secured the shop so quickly? But this shop..."

"What's wrong with this shop?" Lin Fan turned around and looked at him coldly.

"No, nothing..." Wang, the landlord, felt a sudden panic when Lin Fan's cold gaze swept over him, and forced a dry laugh.

"I just think you have guts! Haha, guts!"

Mr. Zhang, who was standing next to him, turned pale and then flushed, as if he had been slapped hard across the face.

He had just mocked Lin Fan for being a poor wretch, but Lin Fan then promptly rented the "trash" he had been referring to for the full amount.

Although he didn't care about the shop, the feeling of being ignored made him extremely unhappy.

"snort!"

Enraged, Mr. Zhang spat, "Two hundred and fifty thousand yuan thrown into the water might make a splash, but your two hundred and fifty thousand yuan is like throwing it into a coffin shop!"

He pointed at the huge transformer box, raising his voice sharply, trying to regain some ground:

"Kid, don't think you can do business just because you bought a shop. This place is a dead site! It's a 'roadblock evil' in Feng Shui!"

With this thing blocking the entrance, who can see your shop? Who would bother going in and invite trouble?

"I'm telling you this! If your shop survives more than three months, I'll change my name! You'll be bankrupt!"

After saying that, Mr. Zhang glared at Lin Fan, his face dark, and got into his Land Rover. He slammed the door shut and sped away.

Seeing this, the landlord didn't dare to linger. He gave Lin Fan an awkward smile and slunk away.

Lin Fan watched the two figures as they walked away, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

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