Xu An visited Qianjin Street many times in later generations, but by then Qianjin Street had been renovated and was filled with unique shops. In addition, with the surrounding facilities being well-equipped, many people came here specifically to check in and shop.
But it was 2012, and the Bauhinia Garden was still under construction. The first phase had not yet been sold to the public, and Qianjin Street was still dilapidated and old. The only advantage was that there were shops and residences facing the national highway, making it very convenient for both receiving and delivering goods.
Although he didn't have much money in his pocket right now, he still needed to find professionals to earn some of the money. Xu An found one of the few relatively new shops on this old street. The red sign above the shop, which was unevenly stained by the sun, had four large characters printed on it: Lijie Real Estate.
Pushing open the glass door, a mechanical yet enthusiastic "Welcome!" came from above the entrance, waking the only real estate agent in the office. He groggily opened his eyes and looked at Xu An.
On Tuesday afternoon around 2 PM, during working hours, only one employee was in the store among the six desks; the other five were either with customers or surveying the premises. Xu An glanced around the store, then walked straight to the sofa area where customers were greeted. Looking at the real estate agent who had just stood up, he stated his requirements concisely and clearly.
“I want to buy a plot of land in Qianjin Street with an area of 150 to 300 square meters. It would be best if it were close to the national highway or connected to the national highway by a road. The distance should not be more than 200 meters.”
After saying that, Xu An plopped down on the sofa like a lord, shifted his body to find a comfortable position to slump in, and reached out to rub his temples, which were a little sore from lack of sleep.
These words completely snapped the real estate agent out of his daze. He walked energetically to the tea cabinet, took out a cup of coffee, made a cup for the seemingly exhausted Xu An, and then sat down opposite him.
The moment the real estate agent saw Xu An's face, his eyes lit up with joy. Although he had never met Xu An in person, he had watched the documentary "Visiting Fast Food Restaurants" and followed Xu's Catering account. He knew that Xu An had been making big moves lately and spending money like water.
This is definitely a big client!
"Any other requirements besides the ones mentioned above?"
"We hope to get the land use certificate as soon as possible. It would be even better if we could find one within this week."
The real estate agent faithfully wrote down all of Xu An's requests, got up, picked up a tablet from his desk, and handed it to Xu An. His fingers swiped quickly across the screen, and photos of shops of different styles but all equally old-fashioned flashed before Xu An's eyes.
After swiping through more than ten photos, the real estate agent finally stopped swiping, and his voice rang in Xu An's ears.
"How about this shop? It occupies 212 square meters and used to be a ready-made furniture store. It's hardly been touched. You won't need to demolish anything after you buy it. You can move in after a simple renovation." The salesperson tapped the screen to enter a new page with more than ten photos of the shop's interior.
The walls were mottled, the floor was covered in dirt, several thick pillars supported the entire shop, and there were many banners hanging on the roof. From the slogans on them, it was clear that what the shop assistant said was true; the previous shop owner was indeed in the furniture business.
"Although this shop isn't close to the national highway," the real estate agent said, swiping his finger across the screen to display a floor plan of the shop, "there's a small road connecting it to the national highway, so small trucks can pass without any problem, making transportation quite convenient."
Xu An repeatedly shrunk his fingers across the screen until the entire Qianjin Street appeared, with each shop shrinking to the size of a grain of rice before stopping. From one end of the street to the other, all the shops and roads of Qianjin Street were clearly visible on the screen.
With his eyes scanning the screen quickly, Xu An soon found the location of the furniture store that the real estate agent had introduced to him on the map. It was separated from the national highway by a section, with a road that looked fairly wide connecting directly to the national highway. Judging from the size of the road shown on the map, it was more than enough for small trucks to enter and exit.
Memories of Qianjin Street from his past life slowly surfaced in his mind, and the layout of Qianjin Street gradually changed before his eyes, with names surging up in his memory. The dilapidated home furnishing store just moments before transformed in Xu An's mind into a two-story building with a huge sign on the roof, bearing four large characters in black on a red background—Huimin Supermarket.
Memories of Qianjin Street in my mind keep changing. Just a moment ago, Huimin Supermarket had flower baskets for its opening and red ribbons hanging on its signboard. In the blink of an eye, the walls were covered with moss, the signboard had become old and worn from sun and rain, and the residential area next to Huimin Supermarket had collapsed into ruins. The next second, a building rose from the ground and quickly became the tallest building on Qianjin Street, covering an area of 600 square meters and seven stories high. A huge neon sign was installed on the top of the building, with the words "Baijia Supermarket" on it.
With the emergence of ParknShop supermarkets, the neighboring Huimin supermarket became increasingly dilapidated. Its roller shutter door, which had been open for years, was soon closed completely, and the style and name of its signboard kept changing. From Huimin supermarket to xx clothing store, xx shoe store, and Haishi souvenir store, the ever-changing name finally settled on—Bauhinia Restaurant.
Recalling this, Xu An suddenly felt a bit amused and exasperated. So, he was about to rob Zhou Qi's hometown from his previous life! He wondered if Zhou Qi had rented the shop to open a restaurant in his previous life, or bought the land to open a restaurant? But based on his current understanding of Zhou Qi, the former was more likely.
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