Ye Beiping looked around; he hadn't really looked at the shop properly the last time he came.
"Sister Zhou, of course I'm giving you money to spend."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaomei pursed her lips. She still remembered how Ye Beiping had tricked her last time, and now he was saying he'd give her money to spend? No one would believe that.
Seeing that Zhou Xiaomei didn't speak, Ye Beiping looked at her seriously and said, "Sister Zhou, I'm not joking with you. I really came here to give you money."
"real?"
Seeing Ye Beiping speaking seriously, Zhou Xiaomei asked a question uncertainly.
Nobody hates money. If you can really make money, then the past can be forgotten.
"certainly."
Hearing the definite answer, Zhou Xiaomei lowered her head, thought for a moment, and gritted her teeth, saying, "What do you want to do this time? Rent a house or...?"
She thought that the two of them had to find a new place because they couldn't stand Grandma Qiu's temper after staying there before.
If that's the case, she'll definitely settle the score with them for what happened last time.
Ye Beiping noticed the scheming look on her face and smiled, "Don't worry, Sister Zhou, this time it's not renting a house, it's renting a warehouse."
"Warehouse?" Zhou Xiaomei asked again, still unsure after hearing the word.
"That's right, it's a warehouse."
Zhou Xiaomei was surprised to receive a definite answer. She looked Ye Beiping up and down, and it seemed that his clothes and appearance were different from last time.
Did they suddenly become rich?
Renting a warehouse is not the same as renting a house; the rules are much more complicated, and as the middleman, she will definitely earn more.
"Where do you want to rent a warehouse? How big of a warehouse do you want?"
If Ye Beiping had been dressed like he did before, Zhou Xiaomei probably wouldn't have paid him any attention. He might be able to afford to rent a house, but renting a warehouse would cost a fortune.
Of course, she has met many people, and some of them have suddenly become rich.
Zhou Xiaomei really couldn't tell if Ye Beiping had suddenly become rich, especially since he wanted to rent a warehouse. It was quite possible that he had made money.
Ye Beiping thought for a moment and asked, "It doesn't need to be very big, two or three hundred square meters will be fine."
"Two or three hundred square meters?" Zhou Xiaomei's eyes widened in surprise, and she added that it wasn't very big.
Are you kidding me?
Two or three hundred square meters is equivalent to a warehouse in a state-owned factory; ordinary people don't have that kind of resource.
Zhou Xiaomei has quite a few normal small warehouses, like those that are a hundred or several dozen square meters.
These types of warehouses are not needed by state-owned factories, so they are rented out to people like Zhou Xiaomei.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xiaomei actually thought of a suitable place: "How about the west side of the city?"
The western part of the city is not far from where they are now; it would only take an hour or so to walk there.
It only takes about ten minutes by car to get there.
Ye Beiping immediately nodded: "Okay, Sister Zhou, shall we go and take a look now?"
Unexpectedly, Ye Beiping agreed so readily. Zhou Xiaomei suddenly felt a little uneasy. Learning from her previous experience, she said, "Let's make it clear first this time. These warehouses are usually rented on an annual basis. If it's a warehouse of two or three hundred square meters, the annual rent can be no less than a thousand yuan. My commission is at least one hundred yuan. If you want to see it, give me the commission first, and then I'll take you to see it."
Upon hearing this, Ye Beiping smiled and, without saying a word, took out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out ten large bills, and handed them to Zhou Xiaomei: "Don't worry, Sister Zhou, you won't be shortchanged."
He was really strapped for cash before, and he had to be careful with his money.
He's focused on making money right now, and time is of the essence, so he won't argue with Zhou Xiaomei about these things.
When Zhou Xiaomei saw the ten ten-yuan bills in her palm, her mouth slightly agape. She hadn't expected Ye Beiping to be so agreeable this time.
Since they had already paid, she couldn't say anything more, so she could only say, "Let's go, come with me to take a look."
Without saying a word, Zhou Xiaomei led Ye Beiping out of the shop, not forgetting to lock the door behind her.
Just then, a voice came from not far away.
"Mom, wait, wait, where are you going?"
The voice sounded somewhat familiar to Ye Beiping, but he couldn't quite place it.
He looked in the direction of the sound and was slightly surprised.
"It's you?"
A young man riding a bicycle pulled up in front of Zhou Xiaomei and, upon seeing Ye Beiping, exclaimed in surprise, "It's you?"
Zhou Xiaomei had just locked the door when she noticed that the two people seemed to know each other, which seemed a bit strange.
"You two know each other?"
Ye Beiping simply smiled and did not speak.
The young man, however, said with a hostile expression, "Mom, he's the shoe seller I told you about."
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