Chapter 125 New Shop

Su’s father arrived quickly.

He had been socializing outside, and the restaurant wasn't far from here.

A man with a catfish mustache followed beside him. It was none other than Jiang Yu’s father, Master Jiang.

Every time Su Yehao saw Master Jiang, he wanted to help him shave his mustache.

Apart from that, he really wanted to know if Jiang Yu was really his biological daughter.

The father and daughter looked too different. How could such a sleazy-looking old man give birth to a cute girl like Jiang Yu?

The street was narrow, and it wasn't convenient to drive. There were also many people on the street, so cars couldn't get in.

Su’s father, who had drunk a lot tonight, was obviously in a very good mood. He patted Su Yehao on the shoulder and asked, "Where's the discounted shop you mentioned?"

Master Jiang's face was slightly red from the alcohol. He joked, "Your father and I saw a little beauty in front of the oyster omelet stall earlier. She was so fair and spoke in such a soft voice. She must be from Baodao. I thought I saw a celebrity. She’s perfect for movies. I bet she hasn't left. Young Master, go after her quickly."

"Not bad, that little girl looks great… Shiye, don't teach my son bad habits. He can't handle it yet; the water's too deep!"

Su’s father finished speaking, and Su Yehao was speechless.

He had already guessed that they were probably referring to Yin Liuli.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, feeling that his father's words sounded familiar. Why did he suddenly have the urge to beat someone up?

He solved the case in an instant.

Womanizing is hereditary, no doubt…

After walking around the red building, Su’s father was quite satisfied with the location.

Before he arrived, Su Yehao had already found the number and contacted Gao Feng to see the building.

Before long, Gao Feng and a woman with some charm hurried over. It was probably his mother.

The woman looked tired and wasn't wearing any makeup. She looked at Su Yehao and the others with suspicion and asked, "You want to see my shop, right? I brought the key. Let's go inside and take a look. It's very spacious. You definitely won't find a better shop around here."

Having been in business for so long, how could Su’s father let others gain the upper hand? He said calmly:

"Let's take a look first. We're not necessarily buying. My family develops office buildings and apartments, so we don't lack shops at all. It's just that my son is doing well and wants to run his own business. Opening a restaurant is okay, though it won't make much money."

This was to put psychological pressure on them.

On the one hand, he was implying that he had the ability to buy.

On the other hand, he also left room for bargaining, indicating that it didn't really matter and that he would give up at any time if the price wasn't right.

Since they weren’t relatives or friends, Su’s father wouldn’t show any mercy.

Since it was business, he definitely had to push the price down as much as possible. There weren't that many philanthropists who liked to do good deeds in times of crisis.

Su Yehao sympathized with Gao Feng's innocence, but he wouldn't help outsiders just because of that little bit of sympathy. It was such a big building, and it wasn't a small amount of money like thirty or fifty thousand.

Gao Feng was worried about his family's affairs and revealed his anxiety as soon as he opened his mouth. He said urgently, "My classmate, Su Yehao, Hao-ge's family is very rich. This is his father, the boss of Sihai International. His family can buy a shop like ours whenever they want. Shall we go inside and take a look?"

Having already learned that the Gao family was in debt and had to pay a large amount of interest every day.

This situation was perfect for lowering the price. Su’s father and Master Jiang exchanged glances and smiled.

After so many years of cooperation, they still had this much understanding.

Master Jiang chimed in, "I thought it was on the main street. This place is out of the way, and there aren't as many people as on the main street."

Gao Feng's mother was opening the door. She paused and replied:

"If it were on the main street, the price would be much higher. I'm only selling this building for fifteen million now. I recently spent more than three million on renovations, which is basically a free luxury renovation. The four-bedroom, two-living room, three-bathroom upstairs is almost finished, and the second floor can be completed quickly with a little more work. We originally planned to open in June."

The price of shops is generally two to four times the price of nearby residences. The business district near the Ruins of St. Paul's is already very popular. The first floor has an area of more than 300 square meters. Just the size of this shop is worth six or seven million.

Master Jiang took out a small calculator from his bag, asked about the area, calculated it, and said again, "It's a bit high. It's more than one thousand three hundred and sixty patacas per chi. The first floor is for shops, and the prices on the second and third floors are lower. Even with the renovation, it's too expensive. We only want the shop."

Su Yehao was also calculating silently in his heart. It was equivalent to more than twelve thousand five hundred patacas per square meter.

Since he didn't know the market price, he didn't say anything. However, in his opinion, it was probably a fair price.

With debt collectors pressing hard and using all kinds of tricks, how could Gao Feng's mother ask for a high price at this time? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

If they couldn't raise the money in the short term, the interest would be quite scary for every day they were delayed.

The woman was angered by Master Jiang, and her unhappiness was written all over her face.

If it were before, she would probably have driven people away directly. But now the situation was different. Macau was such a small place, and bad news travels fast.

In the past few days, everyone who had come to see the house had been desperately trying to lower the price. Some people had even offered only nine million, and she had cursed them out the door.

Real estate agencies couldn't help much for the time being. People who could come up with so much money at once were already a minority…

Su Yehao looked around in the restaurant.

He lifted the plastic wrapping cloth on the tables, revealing small black and gold marble tables. There were about thirty tables in total, and the space was quite spacious.

The dim lighting and dark tones created a rather refined Western restaurant design. Even Master Jiang couldn't find anything wrong with it.

He went upstairs to the second floor.

The atmosphere of the café was the same as downstairs, except that the tables were replaced with walnut tables, which would look more comfortable when fully decorated.

As for the third floor.

Walnut-colored floors, light brown walls, and a typical family room design.

It was equivalent to a large flat. The rooftop courtyard occupied seventy or eighty square meters and had been paved with waterproof wood panels, with flower beds left out. There was also a small pond in the corner where fish could be raised.

Each room was very large, and there was no furniture yet, so it seemed quite spacious.

There weren't many obstructions around the building, so the lighting was probably good.

If this building weren't in a slightly out-of-the-way location, its price could double if it were moved to the main street.

From all aspects, it could be seen that the Gao family had indeed put a lot of thought into the decoration, and the whole family had originally planned to move here, but now they had to sell it.

After Su’s father finished looking around, he called Su Yehao to the rooftop and talked to him alone for a few words.

He asked him if he really wanted to manage this place himself and start trying to do business. Su Yehao nodded decisively.

Su’s father knew what was going on. He thought that it was time to let his son practice, so he walked up to Gao Feng's mother and said:

"I don't like trouble the most. I can only offer thirteen million. If it works, it works; if it doesn't, forget it. You can talk to my shiye slowly. I've had a bit too much to drink, so I'll go and rest for a while."

In Su’s father's way of thinking, buying a shop wasn't spending money; it was investing.

He had just cashed out more than a billion Hong Kong dollars during the day, and since this building was pretty good, he didn't bother to put in much effort.

Gao Feng's mother felt that she was losing out and tried to bargain, but Master Jiang had seen all kinds of things and wasn't fooled at all.

The two sides quickly reached an agreement and settled on a price of thirteen million, with each side bearing their own taxes.

Gao Feng's mother was eager to repay her debts and wanted to sign the contract and get the money tonight.

After Su’s father asked around, he realized that he knew the lender. He made a phone call on the spot and explained the situation, agreeing that interest would not be charged from tomorrow onwards. After the building was sold, the principal and interest would be paid off in one lump sum.

The transfer手续 could be completed on Monday, just two or three days in between.

The lender readily gave Su’s father face, probably hoping to get the money back as soon as possible.

Debts were a worry for both sides.

Everyone was happy to hear that the money could be repaid.

A business deal worth more than ten million.

One side was short of money and eager to sell, while the other side had no shortage of money and was willing to buy, so they easily reached an agreement.

Su Yehao was afraid that Yin Liuli would be waiting anxiously, so he made an excuse that he was driving home and wanted to get some supper, so he slipped away first.

That night, in the small apartment, the switch on the bedside lamp kept swinging back and forth.

The initiative was handed over to Yin Liuli.

This girl had tasted the sweetness and was starting to understand…