After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady-Chapter 440 - 208: The Male and Female Con! Zhu Yulan who wants to freeload a meal. (Little 8k, please subscribe!)_3

She was just having a hard time swallowing her pride, which is why she had been holding on.

But she didn’t rush to speak up. She might have been a bit greedy, but she wasn’t foolish and would subconsciously check to see if the person really intended to open a shop.

Could it be a bluff?

Zhu Yulan nodded in agreement. Right next to this milk tea shop, there was a shop up for transfer.

Zhu Yulan directly started negotiating with the owner of that shop.

"My shop is right in the center of this street, the location is absolutely prime. I’m just in urgent need of money, so the price I’m giving you is definitely fair," the owner was vigorously promoting his shop.

Zhu Yulan nodded, then took another look at the commercial space, "The location is not bad; it’s just a bit small."

"All the shops here are the same size, this is what we have, there’s nothing we can do about it," the owner explained.

Zhu Yulan stood up, walked over to the wall, and knocked. The milk tea shop was just next door.

Her lips twitched slightly as she casually said, "If only we could break through this wall and merge the two shops into one."

"This... We haven’t had such a case before here..." the owner appeared a bit distressed, worried that if she wasn’t satisfied, she wouldn’t take over his shop.

However, the middle-aged proprietress of the milk tea shop next door was eavesdropping just across the wall, and her eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Let’s leave it at that for now."

Yao Mingyue controlled the pace and snapped her fingers.

The bodyguard behind her promptly took out a thick stack of cash from his briefcase.

The neighboring merchants who saw this thick stack of red bills all had their eyes pop!

She was truly generous – no haggling and straight-up full cash payment.

And it seemed like the briefcase still contained a lot of money, perhaps more than what most people could earn in a lifetime!

Actually, Zhu Yulan was in a similar situation to Xu Musen, as she also had shops in various universities, and she was also planning to get this one for herself.

But this scene, when witnessed by the proprietress who had been covertly observing, made her envious.

All that thick stack of cash, and she saw the young individual about to walk away.

She couldn’t help herself and proactively stepped out to block Zhu Yulan.

"Um, are you looking to rent a shop space?"

Zhu Yulan didn’t speak, and the bodyguard stepped forward, exuding an imposing presence.

But when the proprietress remembered that thick stack of cash, she gave an awkward smile and said, "I’m the owner of the shop next door. I overheard you saying that you wanted to merge two shops. Take a look, mine might suit you."

She had just seen at least upwards of one hundred and fifty thousand in that stack of bills.

Hooked...

Zhu Yulan glanced at her and, without betraying her emotions, looked at her milk tea shop then shook her head, "I don’t run a milk tea shop. Taking over your space would require hiring people to clean out, so let’s forget it."

"No no no, the stuff inside isn’t worth much. How about this, I won’t take them, you can just sell them as scrap; it’s no trouble at all."

There indeed wasn’t anything of value in her milk tea shop, not even modern tea machines, nothing worth keeping.

Zhu Yulan looked around again before speaking, "How much do you want for it?"

"Just like the one before, you see, our spaces are the same size," said the proprietress cheerfully.

Zhu Yulan replied with an indifferent tone, "That’s a bit beyond my budget."

The proprietress’s face faltered but quickly resumed smiling, "Then how about a little less? I’m in a tough spot too, how about one hundred and fifty thousand?"

"Too much, I don’t have that kind of money."

The proprietress glanced at the bulging briefcase in the hands of the bodyguard behind her, as if questioning her claim of no money.

"Then one hundred and forty thousand, I really need the cash."

Zhu Yulan ignored her sob story and said outright, "Below one hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand?"

The proprietress was stunned. She had previously been willing to sell for one hundred thousand, but the price of her shop was supposed to be at least that much.

"This is... Isn’t that a little too low? What about one hundred and thirty thousand?"

Without a word, Zhu Yulan turned to leave.

"Wait, don’t go yet."

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The proprietress was getting desperate; business had been slow these days, and if the situation dragged on, the price might fall even lower.

"One hundred and thirty thousand, give it to me, I’ll take it!"

At this moment, Xu Musen appeared, walking over with a smile, and said to the proprietress, "How about one hundred and thirty thousand for me? I can pay you in cash too. After all, it’s just sitting idle with you; better to pass it to me."

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The proprietress’s nose twisted in anger, tempted by the money and now blinded by rage.

At this moment, it wasn’t about the money anymore; her pride had been stung for a month now.

People are often like this: preferring themselves to be miserable than to let others succeed.

When the snipe and the clam grapple, it’s the fisherman who benefits.

Watching Zhu Yulan’s retreating figure moving away, she gritted her teeth, "One hundred thousand then, I’ll sell it!"

The corners of Zhu Yulan’s mouth curved up slightly. She turned her head back around, her expression cooling, and looking at the proprietress, who was overwhelmed with anger, she spoke evenly, "Eighty thousand."

"Eight... eighty thousand??"

The proprietress was flabbergasted. She’d seen plenty of starting prices being jacked up, but this was the first time she’d encountered someone slashing the price the moment they sat down.

Now she truly understood how the other side must have felt when she did the price hiking herself.

It was as uncomfortable as eating dead flies.

"Proprietress, you might as well transfer it to me instead. I’ll still give you one hundred thousand. Look at the sincerity I’m offering."