Chapter 46 Jiang Han rents the place and moves the stall
After the Li Xue incident, the school realized the importance of ideological education. It not only invited relevant personnel to the school to hold "anti-campus violence" lectures, but also conducted a mental health survey for all teachers and students in the school.
In addition, an online "anonymous reporting channel" has been set up. We adhere to the principle of zero tolerance and serious handling of all violent acts that occur on campus and are determined to nip them in the bud.
Jiang Fuyue is happy to see this happen.
Those who have bullied their classmates to some extent are afraid of being reported, so they keep a low profile as much as possible.
Among them are Jiang Han, Ge Meng and Liu Sisi.
"Let me be clear in advance, I'm not as bad as Li Xue. At most, I'm just threatening her verbally."
"Me too! Me too!" Ge Meng raised her hand. "I'm weak, so I'm the only one who gets beaten up. Really!"
Not to mention Liu Sisi, she exudes a sense of weakness all over her body. She and Ge Meng can only rely on the power of others to bully others.
Fortunately, the three people's "self-cultivation" some time ago took effect, and they made great progress in this monthly exam and were praised. Perhaps everyone saw hope that these three people would get better, and for a while no one reported them.
Jiang Han burst into tears and thanked everyone for giving her a chance to start a new life, especially those classmates who had been bullied by her.
"I've decided. From now on, I'm going to study hard, improve myself every day, and then inherit the family business!"
She improved by a full sixty places in this monthly exam, and her father generously allocated her two apartments and three storefronts, one of which was near the school.
"Hey... Sister Yue, are you free after school today?"
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "What's the matter?"
Jiang Han nodded frantically. She had been preparing for more than half a month, just waiting for today...
When the school bell rang, Jiang Han rushed out of the classroom and met Jiang Fuyue at the back door of the school.
Ge Meng followed, but Liu Sisi was nowhere to be seen.
Five minutes later, the three of them stopped in front of a shop. Unfortunately, the door was closed and the steps in front were covered with dust.
It's not hard to tell that it hasn't been open for a long time.
Jiang Han took out his key, opened the shutter door with a swish, then turned around and grinned at Jiang Fuyue: "Sister Yue, please~"
Jiang Fuyue stepped inside, and Jiang Han just turned on the power switch, and the room suddenly became bright.
The tables and chairs are neatly arranged in the hall. Inside is the kitchen, separated by a transparent glass in the middle, so people from outside can clearly see what is going on inside.
Jiang Fuyue's eyebrows moved slightly.
Jiang Han said with a smile, "This used to be a noodle shop, but business wasn't good. It collapsed after only six months, and I still owed my dad two months' rent. I had to use these tables, chairs, and the pots and pans inside to pay it off. Now it's mine, and I suddenly realized it's perfect for a pancake shop. Sister Yue, what do you think?"
Jiang Fuyue saw her winking and guessed what she meant, but did not express her opinion.
Jiang Han's mouth tightened. No way, do you have to be so steady?
"Well... I've eaten uncle's pancakes, they are more delicious than the ones I've eaten anywhere else." Jiang Han's words were not false at all.
At first she went to buy pancakes because of Jiang Fuyue, but later, she went just to eat.
She is now a loyal fan of Jiangji Pancakes and must eat one for breakfast every day. If she is in a hurry and doesn’t have time to go to the back door to buy one, she has to run out to buy one during the break to feel comfortable.
"…The tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks are all ready here, the place is big, and it's close to the school gate. If uncle and auntie move in, business will definitely be better than it is now!"
Jiang Fuyue had to admit that every word Jiang Han said was tap dancing on the point where her heart was beating.
"Okay, I'll rent it."
Jiang Han: "Ah?"
"Aren't you trying to sell the storefront? I said I rented it."
"No...I'm not planning on renting it?"
Jiang Fuyue frowned.
Jiang Han quickly said, "What I mean is, I'm lending this place to my uncle and aunt for free, no rent required."
She knew that Sister Yue's family was not well off, so she had no intention of asking for money from the beginning. She didn't need it anyway. Besides, the storefront was empty anyway, and her father had never rented it out because he was too lazy to deal with these things.
It's a favor to do.
Jiang Fuyue, however, was not going to eat for free: "Either rent it or not, choose one."
Jiang Han: “… rent!”
A storefront like this with a spacious space and a good location would rent for about 3,000 yuan a month. Jiang Han generously gave him a 40% discount, making it 1,800 yuan.
Jiang Fu's monthly rent is half a year, with a deposit of one month and six months' rent in advance, for a total of twelve thousand six hundred.
"Are there any payment methods required? Cash or wire transfer?"
"No...anything is fine."
Jiang Fuyue took out his cell phone and transferred money to her on the spot.
Jiang Han was surprised. Is this the legendary "bad conditions"?
That night, Jiang Fuyue told Jiang Da and his wife about the store.
"... Rented?" Jiang Da's expression froze.
Han Yunru remained calm: "How much does it cost?"
Jiang Fuyue: "The storefront belongs to my classmate. The rent is one thousand yuan a month, no deposit required. I paid for half a year."
"That's six thousand too, Yueyue, where did you get the money?"
"The school gives out a subsidy of 1,000 yuan every month, and I paid it in advance for half a year."
Han Yunru frowned: "Isn't it only 500?"
She laughed: "I also participated in the physics competition class."
The couple looked at each other.
Jiang Da: "You keep the money for yourself, we will pay the rent." After saying that, he was about to get up to get the money.
"Dad, do we really need to be so formal with our family?"
The tall man was stunned and looked at his wife helplessly.
What does my daughter mean by this?
Are you unhappy?
So, what should we do?
Should I take the money or not?
Han Yunru sighed helplessly. This father and daughter, one naive and the other clever, really...
"Okay, sit back down. Since your daughter has said so, why are you still being so stubborn?"
"Oh." Jiang Da nodded repeatedly. He always listened to his wife.
Jiang Fuyue glanced at her beautiful mother. As expected, communicating with smart people is much easier.
"But Yueyue," Han Yunru touched the back of her hand, a gentle strength coming through, "if you need money at school, you must tell your parents."
"good."
Short of money?
That's impossible.
Of the 200,000 yuan he earned from selling books at S-SA last time, Jiang Fuyue only kept 50,000 yuan for emergencies and invested the remaining 150,000 yuan in the stock market.
It has more than doubled by now.
…
The day we moved the store was a Saturday.
Jiang Fuyue and Jiang Chenxing both went to help.
Before this, Jiang Da and Han Yunru had cleaned the new store inside and out several times, rearranged the tables and chairs, and made some detailed decorations.
For example, as soon as you enter the door, you will see two 1.8-meter-tall money trees, and lucky bamboos are placed on the cash register and air-conditioning cabinet.
The walls are painted light blue, and are dotted with a row of photo frames of different heights and staggered in an orderly manner, separated in the middle by pendants made of dried flowers. It looks layered and beautiful.
Jiang Da certainly couldn't think of these things. He only knew how to mix batter and make pancakes, and knew nothing about aesthetics.
Han Yunru is different. She has vision and ideas.
She bought the potted plants and dried flowers from a nearby flower and bird market, and the photo frame was entirely handmade. The total cost of everything was no more than two hundred yuan.
(End of this chapter)
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