Even now, the hotel is still doing very well.
The area surrounding the Elephant Hotel forms the heart of the city, with a very high volume of people, making it a prime location for doing business.
Wang Tianxiao had his eye on this place long ago. He originally planned to wait until after the autumn harvest, when he had money from selling his medicinal herbs, and then buy the shop.
It's too late now.
Let's go straight to discussing the price.
This is a shop that wholesales matches.
Matches were indeed very important in the past, because people needed them for lighting lamps and starting fires.
Therefore, the consumption is very large.
However, as electric lights became more widespread, people used far less matches, and the emergence of lighters further eroded the match market.
This shop used to be bustling with activity, but now it's deserted.
When Wang Tianxiao entered, a middle-aged man was sleeping on a recliner, his face covered with a white towel or handkerchief. He was probably sleeping so soundly that he didn't even notice Wang Tianxiao coming in.
"Excuse me," Wang Tianxiao called out from inside the doorway.
The person still didn't make a move.
The shop was very quiet.
It stands in stark contrast to the bustling city outside.
Wang Tianxiao thought to himself, "If this were placed in the wild, people would think it was a corpse."
Only after a person dies and is placed in a coffin will their face be covered with white paper.
"Hello, I'm here to check out the shop."
He raised his voice this time.
The person finally moved.
He reached out and removed the white cloth from his face, tilted his head back to look at Wang Tianxiao, then sat up, turned around, and asked, "Thirty thousand."
"What?"
"You wanted to buy the shop, right? Thirty thousand for a fixed price."
Wang Tianxiao smiled, walked over to him, and sat down on the small stool next to him. "Brother, I'm not joking. I really want to take over your shop. Please give me a reasonable price."
"You think it's too expensive? Then go look elsewhere."
"Brother, look, our shop is only about 30 or 40 square meters, and it's not even properly decorated. Asking for 30,000 is just too expensive. That's 1,000 per square meter."
The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then waved his hand: "What two or three thousand? It's a fixed price, thirty thousand yuan. If you want it, I'll sell it to you. If you don't want it, go to the back door and turn around and leave."
Oh, still so stubborn.
Wang Tianxiao, however, was not in a hurry.
That's how business is done: he sets a price, and you negotiate the price back.
"Brother, look, our shop really isn't very big, is it..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is none of my business. I own this shop, and it's a fixed price. I won't haggle. If you don't want it, don't disturb my sleep."
It turns out this guy really does offer a fixed price.
Wang Tianxiao was in a dilemma. It wasn't that he didn't have 30,000 yuan, nor was it that selling the shop for 30,000 yuan would really be a loss.
Based on future property prices, this place is truly prime real estate; this shop could sell for at least a million yuan.
The problem is, he's actually charging a bit too much for it now.
Normally, its price should be between 15,000 and 20,000.
Just as he was in a dilemma, two young men suddenly walked in through the door. Judging from their clothes, they were not ordinary people.
As soon as the two entered, they spotted the shop owner in the chair, walked straight over, and pulled him up from his seat. "Mr. Wu, are you still sleeping?"
"You really have a big heart."
Wang Tianxiao was sitting next to the shop owner when the two young men grabbed the shop owner by the collar and dragged him out, their legs naturally hitting Wang Tianxiao.
But he didn't get up, wanting to see what had happened.
Despite the shop owner's rudeness towards him, his tone immediately changed when he saw the two young men, "Gentlemen, I'm already trying to find a way, please give us a few more days."
"Smack!"
Suddenly, the shop owner was slapped on the head.
"You're giving me too much credit, aren't you? A few days' grace? Why don't you ask for a few years' grace? How many days have passed? Are you counting the days with me?"
"That's right, it's happened so many times already, I can tell you just don't want to. Fine, according to the old rules, we can do it for free, three thousand for one finger, you have exactly ten fingers, I'll cut them all off and take them, how about that?"
"No, please, give me a few more days, just a few more days..."
"You're talking about your mother!"
The young man didn't give the shopkeeper a chance. He suddenly pulled out a chopping knife from his pocket and said, "Come on, hold his hands down."
"Okay." Another young man came over and grabbed the shop owner's hand.
"No...please, I'm not refusing to pay you back, please give me another chance."
“Opportunities, I’ve given you so many opportunities, but you’re useless,” the young man grabbed her hand and pressed it against the edge of the chair, waiting for his companion to strike.
"ah!
!
Before the knife even fell, the shop owner screamed in terror.
"etc."
Wang Tianxiao couldn't stand it anymore.
I still need to sell goat milk here. If it gets covered in blood, how can I use it?
Moreover, he really couldn't bear to see the shop owner get hurt like that.
That's too cruel.
Actually, when the two thugs came in, they noticed Wang Tianxiao standing to the side.
But Wang Tianxiao was dressed well, tall and strong, and didn't seem like the kind of person who could be easily manipulated.
So they ignored it, adopting a "live and let live" attitude.
Now that Wang Tianxiao has spoken up, they can no longer pretend they didn't hear him.
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