Wang Hua thought about it and realized it made sense. If only one person came to the door, the price might need to be negotiated.
However, if there are two competitors, they have the upper hand in terms of price.
He nodded: "Alright, I'll open the door and let you see for yourselves!"
Wang Hua turned around, went back to the teahouse, opened the door, and let them in to wander around.
The door opened, and Chen Jing stood in front of it, glancing around briefly. The space was large enough.
The front hall was at least seventy or eighty square meters, divided into individual tea tables. On the right side, a cabinet with a high ceiling was labeled with the names of various teas, but now the cabinet was completely empty.
There are several private rooms in the back, all of which are large tea rooms. The staircases are all made of mahogany and lead directly to the second-floor private seating area.
There was a calligraphy scroll hanging on the wall on the first and second floors. I don't know what kind of font the large character for "tea" was written, but it looked quite nice.
Several potted plants stood in the corner, all looking listless, probably due to a long period of lack of water.
The overall impression is one of tranquility and elegance.
Chen Jing looked around, feeling somewhat pleased. While taking out a cigarette, he asked, "Comrade Wang, would you like a smoke? How many square meters is this teahouse? What are the prices?"
Wang Hua waved his hand, refusing the cigarette offered to him: "The two-story building has a total area of 306 square meters. As for the price, I won't consider anything less than 18,000."
"Eighteen thousand?"
Chen Jing secretly did the math. A courtyard house of over 600 square meters only cost 15,000 yuan. However, this was a shop on a commercial street, so it was normal for the price to be different from that of a residential house.
Most importantly, this store has competitors, so there's no need to haggle to save money.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "18,000 is acceptable. I want this shop. Shall we go to the property management office to transfer the ownership now? I'll withdraw the money immediately."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hua subconsciously sized him up. This young man looked so young, yet he wanted 18,000 yuan?
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a deep male voice from outside the door: "Comrade Wang, our Lin family told you a few days ago that we wanted this shop."
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