All of this was quite unexpected for him, and it was completely different from the development of events he had anticipated.

"Oh dear, let me explain!"

Lin Chao, who was standing nearby, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He pulled the bewildered Shen Lang aside and said to Wang Qian, "Brother-in-law, you heard right. Shen Lang is indeed here to sign the lease contract for that shop on Jinghao Street with you, and the price is very fair."

How fair can it be?

Wang Qian asked this question subconsciously.

Since Lin Chao had put it so plainly, he probably guessed what was going on.

Lin Chao must have used some method to persuade Shen Chong's father, Shen Lang, to agree to rent the shop on Jinghao Street at a discounted price.

However fair it may be, given Shen Chong's disgusting experience and the fact that Shen Lang is also a scoundrel, he had no hope.

However, when he heard Lin Chao's next words, he was shocked on the spot.

“Brother-in-law, he only needs one yuan a year to sign a ten-year lease with you.”

As he said this, Lin Chao winked at Wang Qian.

"One yuan a year?"

This time it was Wang Qian's turn to blink. "A ten-year lease? Are you sure you're not joking with me?"

Not only Wang Qian, but Zhou Yuanyuan next to him also widened her eyes and kept casting warning glances at Lin Chao.

It's true that Lin Chao is Wang Qian's brother-in-law, but to joke about something so absurd is going too far.

Jinghao Street is one of the most prosperous streets in Nanming County, and it is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land is worth its weight in gold.

Now, Lin Chao actually said that Shen Lang, the father of Shen Chong, who is at odds with them, is going back on his word and is now planning to rent their renovated shop back to them for one yuan a year.

And the lease is for ten years!

Where in the world can you find something so cheap?

Has Lin Chao gone mad?

Or has Shen Lang become senile?