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The two of them playfully bickered as they entered the store, which turned out to be a bookstore. There weren't many customers inside, and the owner was an elderly man with white hair, though he seemed quite spirited as he stroked his beard and said, "Flat price: 120,000."
"Boss, 120,000 is a bit steep," Su Mingxian replied with a hint of disdain. "Just look at this location; it’s a few hundred meters away from the mall. The shop is old and rundown, and you want so much money? Are you trying to rip me off?"
Xi Shanshan stood there, somewhat stunned, looking at Su Mingxian. You weren’t saying this before we came here; you said the foot traffic was high and the location was good. How did you suddenly turn against it?
Su Mingxian quickly shot her a glance, signaling her to negotiate. "You know how to bargain, right?"
Xi Shanshan wasn’t foolish either; she quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, it’s quite expensive."
The old man frowned at their response. "Are you two young ladies just here to cause trouble? If you’re not buying, then just leave. Expensive? This price is already quite cheap. If I weren’t in a hurry to sell for stocks, I wouldn’t sell for less than 150,000."
Xi Shanshan's face flushed at his words, while Su Mingxian was taken aback. "Selling the shop to buy stocks?"
Indeed, everyone was going crazy buying stocks at that time. But she remembered a severe financial crisis back in the '90s; although she didn’t know the exact details, she had heard that many people had jumped off buildings back then.
"Boss, you’re not selling because you’re losing money, are you? In that case, I’ll pass. Investing in stocks carries risks; one must be cautious when entering the market. If you lose all your money, at least you still have the shop to get by. How will you live otherwise at your age?"
After saying this, she grabbed Xi Shanshan's arm and turned to leave. The old man immediately became furious and stood in their way.
"What kind of talk is that? Who says I’m losing money? I’m making a fortune—tenfold! What do you know?" After a moment of excited ranting, he cleared his throat and added, "However, since you seem like a nice girl, I can give you a discount of 10,000. What do you say?"
Su Mingxian shook her head, "No, what if you lose money and decide to jump off a building? I can't block your way just because I want to buy a shop."
"Shut up," the old man retorted, clearly displeased. "Pah, pah, pah! Bad luck for the unworthy, good luck for the worthy."
Seeing the old man so superstitious, Su Mingxian couldn't help but twitch her lips. Xi Shanshan wore a bitter expression and quickly exchanged glances with her. "What should we do? This person feels a bit off."
Su Mingxian felt helpless as well. Nowadays, those who traded stocks seemed to have gone mad; how many were truly sane?
"Do you two really want to buy this shop?" The old man finished his superstitious mumbo jumbo and turned to look at them.
Su Mingxian nodded but quickly shook her head. "We do want to buy a shop, but we don't want yours anymore."
"That's not acceptable." The old man huffed, puffing out his cheeks in indignation. "Fine, I'll lower the price by ten thousand. How about one hundred thousand? Still not good enough? Ninety-eight thousand, the lowest I'll go is ninety-eight thousand—just for good luck."
Su Mingxian was astonished. Usually, it's the buyers who suggest a lucky number to persuade the seller; this was her first time seeing a seller call out a lucky number themselves.
"Grandpa, I'm actually satisfied with that price, but I really can't buy your shop."
"Stop right there." The old man's face showed signs of distress. "Please don't say anything more. I know you're looking out for me, but I genuinely want to sell this shop. There are others interested too. Since you seem like a good girl, I'll give you a discount."
With things having come this far, it was hard to refuse such kindness. Su Mingxian had no choice but to accept.
The paperwork went surprisingly smoothly. However, before leaving, Su Mingxian still reminded him gently to know when to stop and suggested that he should buy more properties when he had the money.
The old man walked away with the money, feeling quite pleased, completely disregarding her words as if they were of no consequence.
Su Mingxian felt helpless. Although she had good intentions, the other party was stubborn, and there was nothing she could do. After all, she was not a savior.
What she didn't know was that shortly after the old man left, a group of people in black uniforms appeared at the entrance of a narrow alley. At the forefront stood a young man dressed in an exquisite suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
"Grandpa—"
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