Transmigrated into a Parvenu's Ex-wife in the '90s

Chapter 141 - Spots (1)

The layout was more or less the same as Shu Yan’s and its geographical location was impeccable. The only problem was that its pricing was a little over what Shu Yan had expected.

“Is the landlord in the country currently?” If they were not, that’d make it trickier.

“Yes, they returned to take care of the documents and also to sell this place, but they refused to go below 9,500 yuan.” Lao Hu did not offer to bring Shu Yan to meet with the landlord.

That was normal, if they reached an agreement through him, he’d be able to collect an agent’s fee from both parties. If he introduced Shu Yan to the landlord and they reached an agreement privately, there was nothing he could do if neither party paid him a penny.

“Let’s try a little more. The going prices in this area are in the 8,000s. As much as the location was fairly decent, it’s not 9,500 yuan decent.” Shu Yan felt that Lao Hu was overthinking this. She had a lot more areas that she’d need his help with in the future and there’d be no way she’d burn that bridge with him over some agent’s fees.

“Sure, let me go talk to them again,” said Lao Hu as he nodded.

“If you could talk them down some, no matter how much, I will give you 1% of the difference,” said Shu Yan with a smile.

“What if I can hit 8,500 yuan?” asked Lao Hu as his eyes lit up.

“If you can talk them down to 8,500 yuan, I will give you 2% of the difference,” replied Shu Yan without hesitation.

Shu Yan walked around the shop. West City Nan Road would become more and more well known in the future. In her own world, rent would be as high as 10,000 yuan per square meter by 2010. By 2019, it’d go to 20,000 yuan per square meter. Meaning, rent alone would be 1.6 million yuan a year. She wasn’t entirely sure whether this world would be the same as hers, but judging from what she was seeing so far, it wouldn’t be too far from it.

How old was she going to be in 2010? Shu Yan did the math. She was 25 years old right now and would be 45 years old 20 years from now. By then, she wouldn’t need to do anything else other than lying around at home. The rent every year alone would be enough to provide her with a very plentiful lifestyle.

“What are you doing here?”

Shu Yan turned around when she heard the voice and saw Zhu Hung standing by the door. She looked a bit disheveled now and was no longer that prideful woman that she had seen before.

“I’ve heard that the landlord is intending to sell this place and I have a friend who’s interested in it. I am here to check it out for him.” Shu Yan scanned over at Zhu Hung. The landlord wanted to take the place back and to sell it; it was natural that she looked the way that she did right now. It was very much like the day Shu Yan looked when she was told by the landlord that she could no longer rent the place that she was staying in.

That was karma at its best. Heaven is always looking down on what one is doing and nobody gets away with their bad deeds. Shu Yan felt very redeemed.

“Hrm. What kind of friends could you possibly have? I don’t believe any friends of yours will be able to afford this place,” said Zhu Hung as she let out a hrumph. “If they are so rich, perhaps they should loan you money to buy your own place first, so you wouldn’t have to run around like a chicken with its head cut off when you were kicked out.

“At least I’m not running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Why don’t you look in the mirror some time? You illustrate that term perfectly.” Zhu Hung’s store was the only male clothing store in West City Nan Road, and her business was pretty decent. Now that the landlord was no longer renting out the place to her, she’d need to look for a different storefront. A store and a house were very different; Zhu Hung would only have more troubles than Shu Yan.

“I am fine. Even if I don’t have my own business, I still have my husband to support me. What about you? A single woman with kids running her own business. Where is your husband anyway? Did he dump you? I guess that makes sense. You are short, fat, dark, and covered in spots. I wouldn’t want you if I am a man either,” said Zhu Hung to Shu Yan with a vicious look on her.

“I will still need to find a husband with ability. I don’t want the kind who stutters and is too cowardly to say a word to his own wife. Not even if you pay me money to take him.”

“You...”

Shu Yan hit Zhu Hung where it hurt the most. Zhu Hung always prided herself as being smart and pretty but somehow ended up marrying a cowardly man whom she couldn’t get a word out of.

Shu Yan didn’t want to engage with her anymore; she just walked out and walked back to her own shop.