Yu Jingrong said she was going to negotiate shop rentals with Li Chengyun, and she truly did. Shen Anlingzi went with her.
The shop owner had the price set high, and no matter how much they negotiated, they couldn't agree. The owner was a shrewd man, who specifically dealt in renting shops. He was oblivious to upper-class matters, which was why he had no clue about who Yu Jingrong was. Had he known, perhaps he would have raised the price even higher.
When she got home that night, Jingrong checked her bank account on her phone. The money in there was her hard-earned savings from the last three years. If she were to actually rent the shop, after paying for renovations, she would only be left with 300 yuan.
What about the raw materials? What about other expenses?
If she owned a shop, she'd have to hire staff, right? A salesperson alone would cost two to three thousand yuan a month. She couldn't possibly open a workshop without hiring a salesperson.
