Chapter 363 Breach of Contract

"Boss Fang, you said before that you would buy my hotel for 150,000. Does it still count?" Ma Yongfeng had no time left and asked directly.

Fang Xiaoluo sat down and looked at Ma Yongfeng with a smile, "Boss Ma, hasn't he already found a buyer with a high price? Are you interested in my small 150,000?"

Ma Yongfeng took a deep breath, "Boss Fang, you are a smart man, and I am indeed in trouble. 150,000, if it's okay,

it's okay, if not, forget it." Fang Xiaoluo took a sip of tea, "Boss Ma, don't be so impatient, haven't you heard that good things come to those who wait?"

"I did want to buy your hotel before, but you didn't agree. I'm already ready to buy someone else's store. The price has been negotiated, and I'll sign the contract tomorrow."

Ma Yongfeng frowned. If Fang Xiaoluo couldn't get the money, he really couldn't think of who could come up with 150,000 all at once.

"After all, the contract is signed tomorrow. If Boss Fang still likes my hotel, I can go to Boss Fang to transfer the ownership today."

Fang Xiaoluo sighed, "In that case, who made me and Boss Ma old acquaintances. But... I didn't say 150,000 before, but 120,000."

"120,000?" Ma Yongfeng said angrily, "Fang Xiaoluo, don't be too much!"

Fang Xiaoluo didn't care, "Boss Ma, if you agree to 120,000, you can agree. If you don't agree, forget it. Anyway, your hotel is not my only choice. Get out."

The people around Fang Xiaoluo were about to kick Ma Yongfeng out.

Ma Yongfeng was really anxious this time, "Wait!"

Fang Xiaoluo raised his eyebrows and looked at him without saying anything.

Ma Yongfeng said angrily, "Fang Xiaoluo, you are kicking someone when he is down, you will get retribution!"

Fang Xiaoluo snorted, "Ma Yongfeng, you have framed me time and time again, this is your retribution!"

Ma Yongfeng's face stiffened for a moment, he thought Fang Xiaoluo didn't know.

Fang Xiaoluo stood up, "Ma Yongfeng, 120,000 is my kindness to you, if you don't want it, it's up to you."

Fang Xiaoluo was about to leave through another door.

Looking at Fang Xiaoluo's back, Ma Yongfeng shouted, "I agree, 120,000!"

Fang Xiaoluo paused for a moment, standing there motionless, Ma Yongfeng felt that his breathing was about to stagnate.

He was actually afraid now, afraid that Fang Xiaoluo would not agree.

After a long time, Fang Xiaoluo seemed to have weighed it clearly, turned around with a smile on his face, "Okay, 120,000, sign the contract, and go to transfer the ownership."

Ma Yongfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xiaoluo took Ma Yongfeng to handle the transfer. There were not many people doing the business, so they did it very quickly, but it would take a few working days to get the certificate. Fang Xiaoluo

gave Ma Yongfeng 80,000 yuan directly and agreed that he would give him another 40,000 yuan after getting the certificate.

"Boss Ma, you don't trust everyone, but you can trust me. My store is right here, and I'm a military family member. If I don't give you the other 40,000 yuan, you can sue me or my wife. If nothing else, the army will make the decision for you."

Ma Yongfeng looked at the 80,000 yuan in the bag. Yes, the only person he could trust now turned out to be Fang Xiaoluo.

How ridiculous!

Ma Yongfeng returned 60,000 yuan to Boss Jia. In front of him, Boss Jia destroyed all the agreements he signed, and he got back the title deed of his house.

After Boss Jia took her people away, Ma Yongfeng actually felt like he was reborn.

Next, he would sell his car first, and then sell the house.

Ma Yongfeng had calculated that the house he lived in could be sold at a high price, and he could buy a smaller house to live in later.

A few days later, Fang Xiaoluo got the title deed with her own name on it, and sent someone to deliver 40,000 yuan to Ma Yongfeng.

While writing the receipt, Ma Yongfeng cursed Fang Xiaoluo in his heart.

Fang Xiaoluo was a typical person who took advantage of someone's misfortune. She must have known that he was in a hurry to use the money, so she deliberately lowered the price.

He wanted to sell it to Fang Xiaoluo for 120,000 yuan, even though he wanted 300,000 yuan less.

But it was clearly written in the contract that it was all voluntary, and he had no choice now.

After Fang Xiaoluo got the title deed, he started to renovate the Peace Hotel, which was once so glorious. Wei Yan took the blueprint Fang Xiaoluo gave him and said

, "Xiaoluo, what kind of store are you going to open here?" " A dance hall!" Fang Xiaoluo replied. Wei Yan was very surprised, "A dance hall? You are actually going to open a dance hall?" "Yes, what a dynamic business, when the time comes, you can come to sing and dance, and I will give you free meals." Fang Xiaoluo said very kindly. Wei Yan thought about it and said, "Okay, you must have your reasons for opening this, you are very forward-looking." "Oh, by the way, why didn't you send someone to collect the share I gave you last quarter?" Fang Xiaoluo felt embarrassed when she said this. She had originally suggested that Wei Yan should not only make furniture but also do decoration. Wei Yan started to give her a share after he set up a decoration company. She said that the idea was hers, and that she had to give everything to him. If she didn't accept it, she would die. Good guy, 30% of the profit of Wei Yan's decoration company is hers. She did nothing every day, but took 30% of the profit of Wei Yan's decoration company. Fang Xiaoluo played dumb, "Ah, isn't your son's birthday coming up? Give it to him as a birthday present." Wei Yan was speechless, "Oh my God, Xiaoluo, you can't give my son so much money as a birthday present. Besides, didn't you send a cake and clothes?" "Okay, I get it. You're making excuses for not wanting it again. That won't do. You're my God of Wealth. I have to give away part of the money I make. You're the root of my ability to make money." Fang Xiaoluo waved his hands, "Okay, okay, I'll have someone go to your finance department to get it tomorrow." "That's fine." Wei Yan said happily, "As long as you take the money, I'll feel at ease, and my business will definitely get better and better." Fang Xiaoluo smiled, "So this is my function?" "Besides, aren't you giving me money?" Wei Yan shook the drawings in his hand, "I will make a lot of money after the renovation of this dance hall." Fang Xiaoluo began to renovate with great fanfare. Ma Yongfeng felt heartbroken every time he walked to this door.

Fortunately, his car was sold very quickly, and he had 60,000 left. With the 30,000 from the car, he now had 90,000, which was still not enough to pay the bank back.

When he was negotiating the sale of the house, Boss Jiang, who had been missing before, showed up again. Boss

Jiang rushed into his house with his men, looking angry, "Boss Ma, didn't I just go back to raise money? In just a few days, you actually sold the hotel to someone else. You are so dishonest! We have already signed the contract. If you regret not selling it to me, you have to pay me a penalty!"