There are several commercial streets within the third ring road of Yanjing, and the most famous one is the Grand View Garden, which has a good reputation.
It can earn money from rich people, but it is not too small to be on the road. Zhou Yidian is very optimistic about the economic positioning of the Grand View Garden. If he can find a shop that he likes here and take care of it, the medicinal bath club will be very prosperous.
And his promise to Zhao Yulin is: invest more energy, strive to recover the investment in half a year, and achieve real profit in the second half of the year.
Zhao Yulin is not particularly concerned about this. He did not spend any money, but only contributed a few simplified prescriptions, which can only be counted as dry shares at best. The profit and loss are not really related to him.
The so-called profit sharing, a mere medicinal bath club, even if the business is booming, the money that goes into his pocket is no more than 100,000 yuan a year.
It's not that he looks down on the money because it's too little, but his requirements for money are really not high. After leaving Longdong Village and living in Zhuxi Garden, he has already escaped poverty and become well-off, and he doesn't have any real rigid needs. He
is short of money, but he is short of big money. The future income of the medicinal bath club is just better than nothing for him.
Letting his brother-in-law take the first step is the fundamental thing.
So after careful consideration, he decided to go in and find out.
There is no woman like Zhou Yidian's description in his impression. Naturally, there is a possibility of risk in the foot bath shop, but from another perspective, the person who does not exist in his memory also shows that this person is not a fatal threat to him.
Therefore, Zhao Yulin could afford the risk.
He also wanted to see who the person was who asked him to kiss her right away.
The truth of the foot bath club had been uncovered, and the answer surfaced, but it was completely unexpected.
"Sister, may I ask your name?"
Zhao Yulin used a name that was not suitable for elegant occasions, but he thought he was quite polite because the other party was obviously older than him.
Zhou Yidian lowered his head and supported his forehead, feeling deeply saddened by his brother-in-law's pick-up skills, and he didn't understand why his sister would abandon the young and promising Junyan and choose such a dumb man.
The woman who was standing by the French window, looking out at the vast city view, originally had some evasion, panic, resentment and charm in her eyes. However, her mood was disrupted when she heard these words. She raised her delicately made-up eyebrows slightly and turned her face slowly.
Her front face was also very beautiful, with her facial features in the best position. She was the most beautiful kind of beauty. To use the words in a certain skit, she had willow-leaf curved eyebrows and cherry lips. Everyone who saw her would be happy to look at her. Wu Laoer next door would tremble every time he saw her.
Zhou Yidian quietly poked Zhao Yulin on the back. On her bright face, it was clearly written, "How is it? Did I not lie to you? She is simply the best among young women!"
The best is the best, especially since this woman was wearing a retro cheongsam, which was even more of a plus.
The cheongsam is the most challenging for a woman's figure. If she is a little fatter, she will look bloated; if she is a little thinner, she will look dull. Anyone who can wear the cheongsam with charm and beauty must be a first-class beauty regardless of her temperament and figure.
The woman half-leaning on the window railing behind the tea table is such a beauty. Her temperament is as light as orchid, but she is also charming and naturally romantic.
But when she turned her head and saw Zhao Yulin, the evasion in her eyes and the shyness of a naive girl disappeared, replaced by a flash of surprise.
"Who are you?"
...
Things unknowingly led to a slightly embarrassing situation.
Zhao Yulin wanted to laugh but couldn't. He thought to himself, it was you who asked me to come in and tease you, and now you suddenly do this. You have to take off your clothes before you turn against me, right?
Zhou Yidian turned to the beautiful sister and was about to say something when she interrupted him with a calm but powerful sentence.
"Go sit in that room for a while, I want to talk to him alone."
Zhou Yidian laughed dumbly with his mouth open, and finally he had to do as he was told and locked himself in the small compartment behind the screen.
A phoenix without feathers is worse than a chicken, and now he needs help from others, so he can't afford to act like a young master.
Zhou Yidian probably knew about the cruel situation a long time ago, so he didn't show any sign of discomfort throughout the whole process.
"Can we talk now?"
Zhao Yulin watched his brother-in-law walk into the small dark room and close the door, then turned over and sat on the sofa in front of him, talking to the woman face to face across the coffee table.
"Are you the only one who came with him?" the woman asked.
"Hmm."
Zhao Yulin habitually rested his elbows on the glass table and smiled, "Are you disappointed, right?"
The woman's face became a little colder. Although she was not very enthusiastic to begin with, she became a little uninterested. She turned her eyes to the window again and said coldly, "Drink tea, it's already brewed anyway."
Zhao Yulin said, "I won't drink tea that is specially brewed for others. What if the real owner comes later and gets angry and wants to fight with me? I don't want to get into trouble."
"He won't come."
The woman looked at the people coming and going in the square outside. Although her tone was concealed as solid as a rock, a deep disappointment still came out of her.
"Oh, thank you then."
It was sunny, and no one would not want to drink water. Zhao Yulin was not polite, and he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.
After thinking about it, after all, his brother-in-law's shop still relied on this elegant mature woman, so he politely poured a full cup of tea into the empty cup in front of the other party.
He learned the art of tea from old man Feng, but he could still taste whether the tea leaves were good or not.
It was slightly bitter when it first touched the lips and teeth, but it was sweet and fragrant after entering the throat, and the aftertaste was even more layered. It was a pity that the water for making tea was not very good, and the tea maker's craftsmanship was even rougher. If old man Feng tasted a cup, he would probably be so angry that he would blow his beard and jump up and down and curse.
Tea that costs more than 3,000 yuan per pound is actually brewed with tap water. What a spendthrift woman.
"I say, I'm sitting here, although I'm not the one you're waiting for, you can't just leave me alone like this, right? My brother-in-law wants to take over this shop. Is there any room for discussion now?" Zhao Yulin saw that the soul of the person on the other side of the table was about to fly out, so he had to wake him up.
However, the other party ignored him, still looking out the window, watching the endless flow of people, deep in thought, as if she didn't hear him at all.
"Sister?"
"Sister! Hey!"
The woman still turned a deaf ear to him and looked at peace. She opened her cherry lips and said, "Someone called me last night and told me that the person I've been looking for will have clues today."
"Who are you waiting for? The ungrateful man?"
During her pause, Zhao Yulin pretended to be interested and asked.
In fact, he had no interest in these bloody stories that were constantly being unraveled. It was just for the sake of his brother-in-law's entrepreneurial plan that he could only flatter and chat with others.
"The person on the phone said that two people came to Daguanyuan to rent a shop today. One of them is Zhou Haiming's second son. The person who accompanied Mr. Zhou Er is the person I'm looking for." The woman continued to recount the content of the phone call last night.
Zhao Yulin lowered his head and drank tea. The teacup was too small, so he drank it all in one gulp every time. He was indeed very thirsty, so he had to sit in his seat and keep performing endless refills.
After finishing the eighth cup and preparing to pour the ninth cup with the teapot, the woman's cold voice came again: "I'm talking about why you don't say anything."
Zhao Yulin held the teapot in one hand and the cup in the other, and the action of pouring tea froze in mid-air, almost cursing.
You turned a blind eye when I cooperated with your performance, and now you blame me for not accompanying you in improvisation?
In the end, he swallowed the anger back into his stomach. Zhao Yulin told himself that a real man can bend and stretch, and everything is for his brother-in-law.
So he picked up the script again and asked: "Sister, was the person who called you Tang Rufeng?"
"Yes."
The woman answered lightly, at least she didn't ignore the person who was talking.
"So I came to Daguanyuan in person and bought this well-located foot massage parlor overnight. I waited here very early. Finally, I got here, but it turned out to be someone else. I was very angry."
Zhao Yulin raised his eyebrows and pretended to be innocent: "Sister, it was Tang Rufeng who deceived you. If you want to vent your anger, just go to Sichuan and slap him twice. It's better for us to talk about the transfer of the shop."
The woman seemed a little tired of keeping the same posture, so she stretched out her hand . With her hand on her chin, she still quietly watched the crowd in the square and said, "Slapping Tang Rufeng in the face is another matter. I think he is not so brave, nor is he so idle as to come and play such a big joke on me. So even if you are not that person, you should be related to that person."
Zhao Yulin wondered in his heart, how could she say so lightly that she slapped the young master of the Tang Clan. Does this sister have a special status or is she just pretending to be cool?
"There are still two years left on the lease for this shop. I have signed all the contracts. If you agree to help me find someone, I will give you two years of lease for free. I believe that Mr. Zhou will be happy to persuade you to agree. If you don't agree, although I will not do this business, I would rather leave the shop here to gather dust than transfer it to you."
The woman spoke as if she was used to being strong, and her demands were already very explicit.
Zhao Yulin could either compromise under the demands, or just say "Go to hell" and leave.
Such a big Grand View Garden is not the only shop with a good location.
The woman seemed to have seen through Zhao Yulin's intention to choose the latter, and spoke again: "Of course you can go around and ask around other places, you can always find one willing to sublet. But the condition I give you is that as long as you agree to help me find it, it doesn't matter whether you find it in the end. I will give you the two-year lease of the shop for free."
"As far as I know, Mr. Zhou Er has almost broken up with the Zhou family, and the eldest daughter of the Zhou family is not ready to take over the Zhou business. Two years of rent should still be very tempting to Mr. Zhou Er now, right?"
"You just need to nod. This initial investment of nearly 300,000 will save him. It's very cost-effective and worthy of your careful consideration."
Zhao Yulin looked at the small compartment next to the screen. Without thinking for long, he asked, "So who exactly are you looking for? You should at least tell me his name?"
The woman was silent for a moment, and two words floated from her lips.
"Shen Li."
Zhao Yulin's brows suddenly wrinkled, then relaxed a little, and asked: "What do you want to do with him?"
This reaction was naturally pleasing to the woman sitting on the other side, basically symbolizing that he knew Shen Li 100%.
Zhao Yulin naturally knew Shen Li, and he was very familiar with him. He was his third senior brother.
The woman's face was slightly moved, and she finally smiled for the first time in the conversation. She finally turned her head, her eyes fell on Zhao Yulin, and began to look him in the eye.
"Debt collection."
"Financial debt or blood debt?"
Zhao Yulin only cared about this question.