A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

South City

Jian Qingyi originally wanted to rent two adjacent shops so that they could look out for each other.

Because she has to attend classes during the day, she can only go out for a stroll in the early morning and late evening.

I've been looking around for several days, but I still haven't found anything suitable.

Either the shop is too dilapidated, or it's too out of the way, or it's a tiny single room of less than ten square meters.

After wandering around all morning without finding anything, and seeing that she was about to be late, Jian Qingyi had no choice but to go to school first.

Choosing a shop is not like finding a house, where you can just choose a place as long as the environment is good and the size is suitable.

The store needs to be chosen based on both location and size.

The essential……

Good locations are rarely given up by anyone.

I spent the whole morning in a daze.

After finishing lunch, Jian Qingyi was resting on her desk.

"Jian Qingyi, Jian Qingyi..." Zhang Xiaomei, who had just returned from a stroll somewhere, excitedly nudged the still-sleepy Jian Qingyi.

"Go play somewhere else, don't disturb my sleep." Jian Qingyi turned her head to the other side.

“Jian Qingyi…” Zhang Xiaomei nudged her again.

Jian Qingyi shifted to the side, her sleepiness resolute.

"What's up? You're so excited, like you've been injected with adrenaline." Zheng Rui put down his textbook, looked at Zhang Xiaomei, and smiled.

"Jian Xiaojing's best friend, Lin Minsi, is transferring schools," Zhang Xiaomei whispered after glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention.

"You're already in your final year of high school, why would you transfer schools?" Zheng Rui asked, puzzled.

The college entrance examination will be held in six months.

Going to a new school means adapting to a different environment all over again, and every teacher has a different teaching style...

"I heard that her great-aunt, who runs a restaurant in Beijing, passed away a few days ago, leaving the house and restaurant to her father and her second uncle. Both families are moving to Beijing," Zhang Xiaomei explained in a low voice.

"You don't know, that Lin Minsi has been getting all cocky these past few days. And I heard that her mother and second aunt have already gone there, and her father and second uncle sold their house and shop to join them..."

house……

shop……

Jian Qingyi instantly regained her senses.

She sat up abruptly and turned to look at Zhang Xiaomei, who was chatting enthusiastically with Zheng Rui beside her.

"Where are Lin Minsi's shop and house?"

"You didn't know?" Zhang Xiaomei asked incredulously.

Although they weren't in the same class in high school, they had studied together for three years in junior high, yet she didn't even know where the other person lived.

"If I knew that, why would I ask you?!" Jian Qingyi rolled her eyes at her.

She thought the original owner of this body was just like her, able to chat with people for ages even while squatting on the toilet.

"You know the street with the department store, right?" Zhang Xiaomei asked.

Jian Qingyi nodded.

"Her house is on the right-hand side of the department store, probably about a hundred meters away. I remember that Lin Minsi's two shops seemed to sell breakfast, and her second uncle's two shops seemed to be a pastry shop. They both seemed to be doing quite well." Zhang Xiaomei recalled carefully.

"Her house is right behind the shop. I've been there once; it's very spacious..."

"Help me ask the teacher for leave. Just say I have a cold and need to go to the hospital." Jian Qingyi didn't care about the exam at this moment. She pulled her schoolbag out of her desk drawer and stuffed her textbooks and pencil case from the desk into the schoolbag.

"Jian Qingyi, are you taking leave again?" Zhang Xiaomei was exasperated.

"My head hurts, I have to ask for leave. Zhang Xiaomei, please remember to ask for leave for me, thanks!" Jian Qingyi slung her backpack over her shoulder, patted Zhang Xiaomei's shoulder lightly, and then rushed out of the classroom without looking back.

"Does she look like she has a headache or a cold?" Zhang Xiaomei stared at Jian Qingyi's back, which seemed to be flying away, speechless.

They don't even put their heart into telling a lie.

Zheng Rui smiled.

Jian Qingyi covered her head and pretended to be sick, which fooled the gatekeeper. After leaving the school, she ran to the bus stop not far away.

Perhaps because it's in the very center of the city, almost every bus passes by there.

Less than two minutes later, a bus slowly pulled up.

Jian Qingyi waved her hand.

It was probably during rush hour, so there weren't many people on the bus.

Jian Qingyi casually found a seat near the car door and sat down.

Nancheng High School is not far from the department store. In just over ten minutes, the ticket seller in front of her shouted, "The department store has arrived. Passengers who want to get off, please prepare to get off."

The bus stopped at the bus stop.

Jian Qingyi got off the bus with the flow of people.

[About 100 meters to the right after exiting the department store, there are breakfast shops, pastry shops...]

Jian Qingyi walked along the wide, straight street, looking around as she went.

Not far away, Jian Qingyi saw the breakfast shop and pastry shop that Zhang Xiaomei had mentioned.

The house was a two-story building, which was rather dilapidated for Jian Qingyi, who was used to living in manors and villas.

But compared to the small bungalows, tiled houses, and mud-brick thatched huts in the alley, they seemed passable.

"We'll say it again: either you buy it or you move out. Once we're in Beijing, we won't have time to come and collect your pittance." The burly man crossed his arms and glanced sideways at the men and women opposite him, who were wearing aprons around their waists.

Seeing the conflict, Jian Qingyi stopped and didn't move forward.

"If you don't want to come back, we can send you to Beijing every year at the end of the year, okay?" A kind-looking middle-aged woman smiled ingratiatingly and kept saying nice things.

"Why are you wasting your breath talking to them!" A man with a pointed face and monkey-like features glanced impatiently at the chubby man.

He turned to look at the men and women with aprons around their waists, his face full of disgust and contempt. "Today you either pay up or get out. Stop talking nonsense. We don't have time to waste with you."

The men and women frowned and exchanged glances, seemingly exchanging a conversation.

After a moment, the group seemed to have made up their minds and took off their aprons. "Move, move, move. What's the big deal? I don't believe I can't do business without this shabby house."

"That's right! We won't starve even if we don't do business for a few days."

The group angrily went to pack their things.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Jian Qingyi stepped forward.

"Brother, I heard you say earlier that you're going to sell these four shops?"

The man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face glanced at Jian Qingyi from head to toe, perhaps thinking her outfit was quite nice, and his arrogant air about him subsided slightly.

"You want to buy?"

“If the price is right,” Jian Qingyi nodded.

"Six thousand!" The man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face held up six fingers.

"Upstairs and downstairs, and there are two courtyards in the back."

"Do you have a certificate?" Jian Qingyi was more concerned about this.

"Of course I have one. What would I be saying to you if I didn't have a certificate?" The man with the pointed chin and monkey-like face raised his chin slightly.

He was quite pleased with himself.

"Can I go in and take a look?" Jian Qingyi glanced in the direction of the courtyard.

The man with the pointed face and monkey-like features winked at the chubby man, who immediately took out a key from his pocket and led Jian Qingyi to the courtyard gate in the alley.