Mu Yiran recognized her as a junior from the undergraduate program named Su Su, a well-known diligent student in the college. Su Su had even asked Mu Yiran to help her with her homework a few times. She was a good girl, but Mu Yiran didn't know why Su Su had gone with Wen Qingyu.
She greeted the other person politely. Su Su was taken aback, as if she hadn't realized that Mu Yiran would greet her.
Mu Yiran glanced at Wen Qingyu with a cold expression. This was the first time she had met a member of the Wen family since she left the Wen residence. Thinking of everything that had happened at the Wen residence, Mu Yiran felt disgusted even looking at Wen Qingyu.
These past few days, she's been so busy with various things that she's forgotten about dealing with the Wen family's affairs. Now that Wen Qingyu has suddenly appeared here, Mu Yiran glances at the slightly frivolous-looking real estate agent and wonders what else she can't understand.
"Cousin, they were just doing their job. Instead of blaming the staff, you might as well just accept your bad luck and maybe talk to the new landlord again to see if they are willing to cooperate with you again."
Mu Yiran sneered:
"Why are you here? What, did you hear the news beforehand and come to take over?"
In simple terms, you can buy a house as long as you have enough money, but there are a lot of procedures to be handled between the sale and the purchase. The original owner was abroad, and it would take at least a week to complete all of this. In other words, the house changed hands right after she signed the lease, but the real estate agent never told her.
It wasn't that they didn't have enough time; it was intentional.
As she spoke, she glanced at the real estate agents, who seemed a little embarrassed, but when they met Wen Qingyu's gaze, they straightened their backs a bit more.
Miss Wen's fee for them was ten times the commission for Mu Yiran's deal! Whether it was the connections of Miss Wen or this high fee, they couldn't give up. They could only blame Miss Mu for being unlucky enough to offend the Wen family.
Besides, they really did do things according to the original poster's requirements!
The agent raised his voice, "Ms. Mu, we're just doing our job. If you think three times the termination fee isn't enough, the landlord said you can ask for any amount, but he just doesn't want to rent anymore. Please don't keep trying to get back at us and waste each other's time."
This office building has nearly 1,000 square meters per floor, divided into east and west sections. Mu Yiran rents floors 40 to 45 of the east building, while the west building houses another well-known law firm. Their entrance is also on the 40th floor. It was during the afternoon working hours, and the corridor across the hall was bustling with people, many of whom noticed their commotion.
As more and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, Wen Qingyu, knowing that Mu Yiran hated being watched, raised an eyebrow and continued to embellish the story:
"Cousin, I think you didn't read the terms carefully when you signed the contract. But since they're willing to give you compensation, there's no need to keep arguing about this little thing. Look how hard their staff have worked for you, running around like this."
Mu Yiran didn't even look at her. "What's it to you? Even if I don't rent it anymore, it's not your place to tell me what to do. Are you addicted to picking up trash? You don't want things I've used? Does that mean you have to pick up toilet paper I've used to wipe your butt?"
Mu Yiran unleashed a torrent of abuse, first scolding Wen Qingyu and then the real estate agent; when it came to volume, no one could beat her.
"And you guys, you said you weren't going to rent to me anymore, so what's with her? She's practically ready to move in, isn't she? Is it that the landlord doesn't want to rent anymore, or are you guys trying to sublet on your own? Looks like you've done this kind of thing a lot before, how much dubious agency fee have you gotten? I can't understand the contract, but I can ask someone else to read it. Why don't you guys come sit with me across the street? I have to support my neighbor's business before I leave, don't I?"
Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows, and even though she was about to swear, she had to pretend: "Cousin! How could you say such a thing? I was just checking out the environment in advance! I was just trying to give you a friendly reminder, and you actually said that. If you hate it if I open a studio with you, if you're afraid I'll steal your business, then I'll just choose another place."
Mu Yiran chuckled: "You're stealing my business? How? I run a clothing design company, not a plagiarism hunter studio!"
Wen Qingyu's face turned pale. "Mu Yiran! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!"
The agents hadn't expected Mu Yiran, who seemed so gentle and easy to bully, to have such a fiery temper. They glanced at the lawyers watching the commotion next door, then at Wen Qingyu, who was glaring at them as "useless!", and forced themselves to remain calm.
"Ahem, Miss Mu! One thing at a time. We haven't signed any contract with this lady. Don't talk nonsense. This is your business. We're just suggesting you talk things out properly. If the new landlord isn't satisfied, then he'll call his lawyer to argue with you." The agent thought of the contract and his face showed a bit of confidence.
"The contract terms are clearly written in black and white. Even if you take it to court, you won't get any benefit. You might as well take advantage of the fact that the original poster wants to settle out of court and ask for more compensation."
Mu Yiran's eyes turned cold as she looked at the contract the agent had deliberately tossed out. Indeed, as the others had said, the lease term would only take effect next Monday, October 25th. The landlord had agreed to give Mu Yiran a month to pack and tidy up in advance, and this agreement was made through verbal communication between the two parties. It was her oversight that she hadn't recorded the conversation. If they insisted on calculating according to the signed contract, and considering that the new landlord was willing to pay compensation, even if the matter went to court, Mu Yiran would have no choice but to move out and find another place.
She could ask the original poster to testify, but there was no guarantee the other party wouldn't go back on their word. Besides, she didn't have time; the show was about to start recording!
More and more lawyers gathered to watch the spectacle, and some even began to set up their notebooks to draft the case proceedings.
This is a ready-made lease contract dispute case!
"What about Aorsa?" The receptionist panicked a bit. "Should I call a legal representative now? No, I mean, should we hire a legal representative from across the street..."
"......"
Mu Yiran remained silent, not wanting to escalate the situation. Helian Xin and the production crew had just left, and she estimated that many media outlets had already heard the news, increasing the number of people secretly monitoring them. The production crew and the goddess had barely left when Saorsa discovered she was moving her studio; this would definitely have a negative impact on the studio...
The timing of the agency's visit was so precise that it was hard not to suspect that Wen Qingyu had dug some trap for her to fall into.
She can't just move out today!
As Mu Yiran hesitated, a man emerged from the elevator. He frowned upon seeing the crowd, then looked at the people confronting each other in the center of the scene. The man exclaimed in surprise, "Ranran?! And Qingyu too, what... what are you doing?"
It's like one bastard hasn't even left yet, and another scoundrel is already rushing to deliver her away!
When Mu Yiran saw Lu Tingyi's face, she felt that today was even more unlucky than if bird droppings had landed on her head!
Lu Tingyi was about to walk towards Mu Yiran when his arm was pulled. He looked down at Wen Qingyu, who was grabbing him, and said, "Qingyu! What's going on? Didn't you say you were going to look at the studio? And why is Ranran here? Did you two have another fight?"
"No, I didn't. It was my cousin... She didn't read the contract carefully. Now I don't want to rent anymore, but my cousin doesn't want to leave. I only came to look because the agent said the place was vacant. I didn't expect to encounter this situation."
When Lu Tingyi saw the contract in the agent's hand, it was indeed as Wen Qingyu had said. He looked at the onlookers and said to Mu Yiran, "Ranran, we can look at the contract later if there are any problems. It's not a good idea to keep arguing like this. Why don't you move out first, and I'll have someone talk to the landlord for you? You can move out first."
He reached a conclusion, took out his phone, and made a clear call, arranging everything for Mu Yiran: "I'll call a moving company. Your studio can be moved to my place first. I have an empty villa there; you can use it for now—"
"Should I move out and let her move in?" Mu Yiran interrupted Lu Tingyi.
Lu Tingyi: "What? That's not what I meant. Qingyu has already coordinated with the landlord and the agent. Since you have a dispute with them and your contract has issues, you definitely need to move out first. There are other office buildings besides this one that can be used as a studio. I'll help you find another one. You can come to my place first..."
Wen Qingyu didn't call Lu Tingyi here to help Mu Yiran solve her problem! She was dissatisfied:
"How come you have a villa I don't know about? Did you deliberately hide it to save for your cousin?!"
Everyone else who saw Wen Qingyu and Lu Tingyi's intimate behavior assumed they were a couple. But upon hearing this, they exclaimed, "Wow! Is this guy having an affair with one of the sisters?"
Lu Tingyi knew that Wen Qingyu had a bad temper, and he kept comforting her, so the whispers around them could no longer be kept secret.
Mu Yiran ignored the two people and casually cursed, "Don't say it if it's not some thousand-square-meter manor. It's just a dilapidated villa... I don't want to wrong my employees."
Without even looking at Lu Tingyi's expression, she said directly to the agent, "You've been doing all the talking from beginning to end. I want to ask for myself."
The agent was reluctant to give it to her, saying, "Ms. Mu, we have the landlord's agency rights—"
"Does the original poster know that there are also private transactions between you two?" Mu Yiran pointed at the intermediary and sneered at Wen Qingyu.
“If you want me to move out, the landlord should tell me personally. Otherwise, I don’t mind taking it to court.”
The brokers panicked immediately when they heard her alluding to their deal with Wen Qingyu, and they looked at Wen Qingyu.
Wen Qingyu gestured with her eyes: Give it to her!
What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, she hasn't signed any contract with the agency, so even if the new poster asks, they won't have any evidence!
Even if she can't set up her studio here, she shouldn't let Mu Yiran stay here!
The show is about to start filming, and she wants to see what kind of shabby place Mu Yiran can find to film after she moves out of here!
Mu Yiran received the call from the real estate agent. She turned and walked into the studio, deliberately standing outside. The agent followed her. They originally wanted to use the loophole in the contract and have the law firm across the street watch to put pressure on Mu Yiran and force her to move out. Most young girls like Mu Yiran were thin-skinned, but they had never met anyone who would argue with them like Mu Yiran.
The agents and Wen Qingyu were both watching Mu Yiran make the call closely. One of the agents kept rambling on to make their story seem more believable:
"The new owner bought this office building at a high price, saying it was a wedding gift for his wife. His wife is also a designer, and he doesn't want other similar studios in this building to upset her. Miss Mu is in the same industry, so you can understand, right?"
Mu Yiran didn't listen to what he was saying. She was typing a number into her phone. She hadn't realized anything until she pressed the dial button and saw the contact information displayed. She was stunned.
The long string of numbers she pressed had turned into a Chinese character: A Husband Shi Youxi.
Mu Yiran: "???"
What the heck?!
Why is this a call from Shi Youxi?!
When did Shi Youxi save the number in her phone?
These past few days, Shi Youxi had been sending her WeChat messages whenever he needed something, and Mu Yiran hadn't even noticed that Shi Youxi had appeared in her contacts.
Without thinking, she answered the phone, and that familiar voice came through.
"Sister? You actually called me!" The man's voice was laced with laughter, and he spoke incredibly fast.
Mu Yiran was still shocked by the fact that Shi Youxi was her new landlord, and the words stuck in her throat, "How could you..."
"Mr. Shi!" the real estate agent next to him suddenly interrupted loudly.
“Mr. Shi, it's like this! You previously said you didn't want to rent the studio to other designers anymore. We've already spoken to Ms. Mu on the 40th floor, but she doesn't believe us and says she's unwilling to move out. Now she's even considering taking legal action. What do you think…”
The agent used a few words to make Mu Yiran sound like a deadbeat before finally giving her the word.
Mu Yiran had finally figured out what was going on. She suddenly remembered what the man had just said—"A wedding gift for my wife."
So... this is what Shi Youxi planned to give her?
Mu Yiran asked directly, "...The new landlord?"
Shi Youxi chuckled softly, "Hmm, what's wrong, landlady?"
Mu Yiran: ".............."
Her phone wasn't on speakerphone, and Wen Qingyu could tell from her unpredictable changes in expression that she was clearly furious at being rejected!
Wen Qingyu felt a sense of satisfaction and was just thinking about how to make fun of Mu Yiran when she saw Mu Yiran's expression suddenly become nonchalant... She actually laughed?!
Mu Yiran was still talking to Shi Youxi. She deliberately didn't call Shi Youxi by name, but instead said, "Why didn't Mr. Shi tell me about this before?"
It refers to the fact that you bought a building and gave it to me as a gift.
Shi Youxi responded in agreement: "The equity transfer documents I gave you back then are right there. All the wedding gifts are in there. You didn't see them yourself, and now you're blaming me?"
Mu Yiran was somewhat tempted by his "wedding gift" and bit her lip, saying, "...It's all your fault."
If she had said so earlier, she wouldn't have had to put up with these bastards!
Shi Youxi spoke softly, almost touching the phone, with a hint of doting affection: "Yes, it's my fault. I shouldn't have told you. So, what does my sister want me to do?"
Mu Yiran's eyes darted around, meeting Wen Qingyu's gaze as she sized her up, then glancing at Lu Tingyi, whom Wen Qingyu was clinging to like a mountain. The emotions that had been building up since Helian Xin began to surface. She pursed her lips and slowly said to Shi Youxi:
“Mr. Shi, the real estate agent just told me that you don’t want to rent the office building to me, and they even brought a new client to kick me out.”
"I don't believe you, so I've come to you to demand an explanation."
After Mu Yiran finished speaking, she didn't say anything more, but directly turned on the speakerphone.
The man on the other end of the phone paused for a second, then spoke in a low, cold voice with a condescending air, each word clear and distinct, so that everyone could hear it:
"I didn't say that kind of bullshit. Tell those agents to take their people and get lost."
"From now on, whether to rent this building or not, and to whom to rent it, is all up to Miss Mu."
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