Chapter 111 Don't Rent This Shop
After Ruan Fu cleaned up the kitchen, it was still early and she felt that she didn't have the courage to face Tiantian for the time being. She
took out the note given by the wonton shop aunt from her pocket and found that the address written on it was quite close to home. She
might as well go there first today.
Qin Fang saw her coming out and hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."
Tiantian has always been clingy, and she wanted to follow.
Xie Dongmei took out a small shuttlecock, "Tiantian, do you want to play shuttlecock?"
The child was greedy and his attention was diverted in an instant.
Ruan Fu smiled. It seemed that her grandmother and Tiantian got along well, and she could rest assured now.
Passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, it happened that the people inside had not yet closed for work.
Ruan Fu went in and bought two cans of canned food and a bottle of maltose.
She has always been good at dealing with people.
The lady at the wonton shop said that Wu Wencai was very enthusiastic, but he didn't charge money.
Giving a little gift first can be considered as a way to show my appreciation.
Malted milk is a valuable commodity these days, and it has a strong milky flavor. Ordinary people are reluctant to buy it.
Ruan Fu thought about it and bought another bottle, intending to take it back for Tiantian to drink. Qin
Fang took the initiative to settle the bill, and then happily walked in front carrying those things.
The address was a cold tea shop, and the stall owner was a middle-aged man.
Ruan Fu walked over and bought two bowls of tea, and handed over the canned food and malted milk, and took the initiative to say hello.
Wu Wencai was used to this kind of transaction. When he heard that it was the lady from the wonton shop who introduced them, he was very enthusiastic.
"You want to rent a store to do business? I happen to have a good one. If you are free now, I will take you to have a look."
Ruan Fu knew the unspoken rules of the industry very well.
This man was so proactive and enthusiastic, most likely the owner would give him a commission.
But it was also good this way, at least she didn't have to spend time to manage it.
Nodding, she smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble Brother Wu."
The house introduced by the other party was just opposite Yucai High School, and it was only three shops away from Amei Noodle House. It did have a lot of traffic.
When Ruan Fu and the others went there, the owner of the house happened to be there too. She was an old lady in her fifties.
The head of his family's surname was Wu, and everyone around called her Grandma Wu.
Wu Wencai introduced as he walked: "This house was allocated by the textile factory to retired employees. The owner is a distant relative of mine. His son and daughter-in-law are both leaders. The old lady wants to live with them, so she plans to rent out this house. Although the rent is a bit expensive, the house is in a good location. If you use it as a store to do business, you will definitely not suffer a loss."
It sounds good.
Ruan Fu was still murmuring in her heart. After all, it turned out to be a residential house.
I said that it is impossible for private individuals to have a store these days. Only state-owned units have housing resources, especially this place is close to Yucai High School. If it is left in the future, it will definitely be a school district house.
But... just now you said that this house is a welfare house of the textile factory?
I have some connection with this unit, I just hope it is not such a coincidence.
The group walked to the door, and Wu Wencai went forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, a hoarse voice sounded from inside, "Who is it?"
"Grandma Wu, it's me, Wencai."
A moment later, the door opened and Grandma Wu appeared behind the door.
She looked to be in her sixties or seventies, with a gloomy expression, and her eyes were full of shrewdness and not easy to mess with.
Wu Wencai talked to her for a while before she agreed to let Ruan Fu and the others in.
Ruan Fu took the initiative to call Grandma Wu out of courtesy.
She ignored her and instead looked Ruan Fu up from head to toe.
She looked quite young, dressed in a rustic way, without any face cream on her body, and it was obvious that she didn't have much money.
How could such a poor person afford to rent her own house? Grandma Wu was full of disdain and didn't even want to pour a glass of water.
"You want to rent a house?"
Ruan Fu nodded, "Grandma Wu, I plan to rent here and do some small business in the future."
She was doing serious work, and there was nothing to hide.
Old lady Wu frowned. This little girl kept talking about renting a house. Can she afford the rent?
"What kind of business do you plan to do? My house is expensive, I can't do those messy things."
After all, it is her own house, it is inevitable that the owner will be cautious.
Ruan Fu smiled and explained, "It's not a mess. I plan to open a small restaurant and let the students come to eat."
Small restaurant? And supply students? This girl must be stupid!
Old lady Wu looked disgusted, "How much money can students have? You must be mentally ill. If you want to take their money, you may even lose the original capital."
Ruan Fu felt that what this person said was really unpleasant, and she lost interest in renting this place.
But the other party insisted, "And since you said you want to open a restaurant, I have another condition. There can be no fumes in this house. I will rent the house to you only if you agree to it."
What are you renting? It's obvious that he is deliberately making things difficult. If a restaurant doesn't produce fumes, can it just sell cold water?
But there is no need to argue with an old lady about these things.
Renting a house is a market economy, a fair transaction. If you don't like it, don't rent it. There is no need to quarrel.
Ruan Fu tugged at Qin Fang next to her and said softly, "I don't think it's suitable. Let's go look for something else."
She really liked this location, but she knew what was important and
what was not. Getting into trouble with a troublesome landlord would bring endless troubles.
This old lady was so arrogant, and it was obvious that she had a problem.
Spending money and having to suffer? She didn't want to be a sucker.
Qin Fang didn't care at all, as long as Afu was happy.
"Okay, let's take a look again."
Seeing that the man was leaving, Old Lady Wu glanced at him and sneered, "I told you that you are so poor, you must be country bumpkins from somewhere. You want to rent my house? Dream on!"
Wu Wencai was also a little embarrassed, and explained awkwardly, "Grandma Wu, that's not what I said. I really want to rent it."
Ruan Fu was too lazy to quarrel with such an old lady. If she got angry and had a stroke or blood pressure, she would still be responsible. So she simply pulled Qin Fang out of the door.
She didn't expect that not long after she left, an old acquaintance would come over here arrogantly.
"Mom," Hu Xianglian shouted from a distance, "Why are you standing at the door instead of resting in the house?"
Old Lady Wu was angry and felt that she was being fooled.
"Just now, a girl said she wanted to rent a house, but she left after looking for a long time. It's obvious that she is making fun of me."
Mrs. Wu had always wanted to move in with her son.
Her daughter-in-law Hu Xianglian didn't say anything on the surface, but she was very unhappy in her heart.
If she had such a powerful mother-in-law living at home, she would not be able to live. She
thought so in her heart, but she couldn't show it.
Otherwise, according to Mrs. Wu's hot-tempered and cunning personality, she would definitely have to go to the textile factory to make trouble, and then she would not be able to do her job.
Hu Xianglian rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Mom, it doesn't matter if it's not rented out. We'll come to see you when we have time. But what's the name of that damn girl? Tell me, I'll vent your anger when I get a chance."