Chapter 153: Shop

After hanging up, the opponent hit again.
Jiang Beiyuan continued to hang up.
He did it deliberately.
The other party didn't seem to give up and made the phone call three times.
Finally, Jiang Beiyuan's patience faded and the number was directly blacklisted.
Xu Kuangjie didn’t know why, seeing Jiang Beiyuan’s eyes getting colder, he was really curious, "Whose phone call?"
Jiang Beiyuan snorted, "A bunch of dog stuff."
"Oh, I'll go! You are eight hundred years old and don't scold anyone!!"
Xu Kuangjie was curious about who the other party was that made Jiang Beiyuan so angry.
Jiang Beiyuan put the phone away, put his hands around his armpits, his voice was faint, "Now send me to Jiang's family."
"Huh? Jiang? Your doctor Jiang will not go to the hospital anymore?"
Xu Kuangjie didn't know that Jiang Beiyuan had resigned aggressively.
Jiang Beiyuan glanced over, "Why are you so much nonsense?"
...
The next day.
This is an extraordinary day for Yannian.
At this moment, in the cafe, sitting across from her was a gentle and elegant man, pushing a contract in front of Yan Nian.
"Ms. Yan, you transfer the flower shop to me. I will give you 200,000 yuan. If there is no problem, please sign the contract."
Yan Nian pursed the corners of her mouth.
"Well, two hundred and five thousand won't it work?"
The other party was stunned, and immediately laughed, "Ms. Yan, the contract is set at 200,000 yuan. This can't be changed."
"Well, well, then two hundred thousand..."
Now the economy is sluggish, and the few people who went to her flower shop to make trouble are now all gone. The only one she can find who is willing to buy this door and has a high bid is the man in front of her.
However, she didn't know this man, who was introduced to her by Ding Baoyi.
Yan Nian lowered his eyes and signed his name in the lower right corner of the contract.
A word "read", the last point was very heavy by her, and a circle of ink stains remained on the paper, which could not be removed for a long time.
Just like her thoughts.
At present, she has not told anyone except Ding Baoyi about the transfer of the flower shop, including Jiang Beiyuan.
On the one hand, she was afraid that Jiang Beiyuan would disagree.
On the other hand, after thinking about it, she always felt that this matter should be an afterthought. She did this without regret, but a little regretful.
"Okay, the name is signed."
Yan Nian handed over the contract, her long eyelashes concealing a touch of loss in her eyes.
The other party nodded and nodded, "Ms. Yan, I would like to trouble you to clean up your things in the store within three days."
"Okay, I know."
Yan Nian quickly took the bag and left, and walked to the doorway where the light and shadow were interspersed. A ray of golden sunlight came in through the gaps in the window mullions, covering her bright white jade neck and slim figure with a dazzling luster.
What a nice view.
The man sitting in the same place sighed in admiration, really a rare stunner.
Until the whistle outside attracted his attention.
The black Maybach parked outside, with the window ajar, and the man in the driver's seat stared at him severely.
Still watching?
Do you know whose woman it is?
The man recovered and ran out with the contract in a hurry, handed over the contract with both hands, and handed it to Xu Kuangjie in the driver's seat.
Xu Kuangjie glanced at Yannian's signature.
Going around, it seems that everything has returned to the original point.
But Jiang Beiyuan’s friend always spoils his wife, and if his wife makes flowers, he lets her make flowers;
If his wife wants to be a tree, he will let her be a tree.
"Remember, don't tell anyone that I am the boss behind you, let alone the three words Jiang Beiyuan, otherwise--"
With that said, Xu Kuangjie made a gloomy gesture of wiping his neck.