Liu Yuyan glanced at Zhang Mingfeng, who was staring at the TV! Basically, the TV had been on since morning and would not be turned off until nightfall!
Power consumption?
Who cared about that?
Han Songlin had also prepared a TV and installed a CCTV system in the new store.
According to Han Songlin, it is better for the shop assistants to watch TV inside the shop than to let them run around.
Liu Yuyan thought about it carefully and realised that Han Songlin was right.
There are always people in the shop.
The new shop also has a rice cooker, so they can cook something simple to eat.
'How did it go with Qingge?'
Han Songlin sat down on the deck chair and smirked, 'With me on board, how could it go wrong? Don't worry, there won't be any problems.'
Liu Yuyan saw Han Songlin's carefree manner, with an enamel tea cup on the side and the landlord on TV, quite similar.
'So when are we going to Yanghe?'
'Don't worry about that, I haven't even decided on the shop yet!'
In a couple of days, Han Songlin was going to go to the city to have a look.
Jiangzhong City and Yanghe County were connected by a river.
Han Songlin wasn't going to take a boat or anything like that, he'd rather ride a bike!
Han Songlin had been to Jiangzhong City many times, but each time he had just hurried through.
Now Jiangzhong City was known as the 'third old' in Shuchuan.
Shuchuan prefecture-level city is divided into too many areas in the future, and the economies of each city are only a fraction of that of Chengdu.
The current Lao San will be demolished in the future.
'Didn't you say that you had already looked at several stores?'
'It's useless for me to like them, I have to wait for the people to sell them to me!' Han Songlin brushed Liu Yuyan's nose, which made Liu Yuyan give a soft grunt.
Han Songlin liked to get his hands dirty, and Liu Yuyan was used to it; in fact, she even felt a little happy inside.
Didn't this just show how infatuated he was with her?
Two days later, Han Songlin was busy marinating pork when he heard the phone ring. After three rings, Zhang Mingfeng picked it up quickly.
'Hello, this is Han's Marinated Delicacies. How may I help you?'
'Hello, I'm looking for Han Songlin!'
Zhang Mingfeng: 'OK, just a moment!'
Han Songlin and Liu Yuyan both watched Zhang Mingfeng answer the phone; this opening line after answering the phone was stipulated by Han Songlin.
Zhang Mingfeng covered the microphone and said to Han Songlin, "Boss, it's for you!'
Han Songlin picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Han Songlin!'
'Hello, I'm Zhang Shufang, we met the day before yesterday!'
Han Songlin naturally remembered: 'Oh, it's Ms. Zhang. How are things? How are you considering it?'
'For 70,000 yuan, I'll sell you the shop!'
'Ms. Zhang, you're joking! Right now, the price of a shop in Yanghe is only 400-odd yuan, and your shop is only 120 square meters at most, so it's a bit expensive!'
'Zhang Shufang, are you trying to ask for an unreasonable price, and then if people don't buy it, you won't pay back the money?'
'That's right, my shop is worth 70,000 yuan.'
Han Songlin listened quietly without saying anything. It seemed that the creditors had come to the door!
"Hey, Ms. Zhang, let's be honest. For 60,000 yuan, I can come to Yanghe tomorrow to sign the contract with you and transfer the ownership! Just think about it for a while, and if it's possible, just call me, okay?'
After saying that, Han Songlin hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, a smile appeared at the corner of Han Songlin's mouth. If there were no accidents, there shouldn't be any problems.
The first Yanghe store will be able to be acquired.
After a while, Han Songlin was thoughtful again; would it seem a bit too bad if he did this?
Last time, Han Songlin deliberately called himself when he left to say that he would sell the store, so why not give those creditors a hint!
Since he had to go out to avoid the debt, it meant that he owed a lot of money.
And the people who owed him money were not the kind of decent people.
Jiangzhong City is now one of the ten worst cities in the country in terms of public security.
Anyway, there were a lot of delinquents at the elementary and junior high schools in Hansonglin's hometown.
Even as a student, Hansonglin knew about this, so one can imagine what the social situation was like at the time!
Shaking his head, Hansonglin wondered if he had always been such an evil person, or if it was because after being reborn, he had been influenced by Uncle Songlin that he had changed.
'It must be because of Uncle Songlin's influence that I'm still that same young boy!'
Han Songlin couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He knew very well that the seemingly honest young man on the surface was just that.
Or rather, it was just a kind of disguise in the face of the surrounding environment.
Because the people around him liked to make friends with people who seemed honest.
Liu Yuyan carefully and cautiously kept an eye on Han Songlin from time to time. When she saw him suddenly laugh there, she was a little worried: 'Honey, are you having a relapse?'
Han Songlin quickly put aside his other thoughts.
Now, it was just a matter of waiting!
After about an hour, the phone rang again.
Yang Shufen had given in!
Sixty thousand yuan!
Han Songlin didn't feel like he was getting a bargain, as the price was a relatively normal market price.
After all, real estate prices were relatively low at the moment.
But Han Songlin was still a little excited, and clenched his fists and waved them around.
'Go and get the sixty thousand yuan, and I'll go to Yanghe tomorrow!'
Liu Yuyan was worried, 'You're going alone?'
'What else?'
'Why don't you ask Songcai to come with you?'
Ask Han Songcai to come with you?
Han Songlin knew what Liu Yuyan was worried about. In this era, it was still quite dangerous to go out with 60,000 yuan.
'Okay, I'll go and talk to him.'
Han Songcai rented a storefront in the county town to do renovations, and usually, it was more about putting up some materials and tools.
When Han Songcai went to sort things out, he saw Han Songlin come over and casually asked him to sit down.
Han Songlin didn't care, either. If they were polite to you, it was because they considered you a stranger.
'Are these tiles new?' Han Songlin picked up a tile and looked at it. In the future, we would often see these large tiles, but at the time, they were still relatively rare.
Or, they had not yet entered thousands of households because the manufacturing cost was high.
Many things that will become commonplace in the future were still high-end products in the 1990s.
Therefore, the floor tiles Han Songlin is holding in his hands now are not very large.
'Well, just in!'
'Business is good now, right?'
Han Songcai's face is beaming with a smile: 'It's okay, I have several renovation orders on hand.'
'Are you free tomorrow?'
'What do you need?'
'Tomorrow I'm going to Yanghe to prepare to buy a house.'
Needless to say, Han Songcai understood that this was a way to encourage him!
'Seller, is there a problem?' Han Songcai asked somewhat strangely. He knew about Han Songlin's strength.
Han Songlin had just returned from the army not long ago, and he had clashed with someone in the county town. He had fought directly against a dozen people, knocking them all to the ground.
The police came at the time, but Han Songlin was not in any trouble.