The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Jiang Mingyuan felt a little uncomfortable, and was very bored with his own taste: "Why?"

Xingxing thinks this uncle is good and can tell him some secrets.

He looked left and right like in the TV series, and then went to Jiang Mingyuan's side and tiptoed and said something in his ear.

The little guy had the smell of baby cream on his body, and the breath he exhaled made him feel a little itchy.

Probably for fear of leaks, the voice of Xing Xing's voice is particularly low, Jiang Mingyuan exhausted all his attention before he could understand what he said.

"Because my dad is Superman!" The little boy looked serious and seemed to be talking about a very important thing. He stepped back a little and described Jiang Mingyuan's imaginary dad.

"My dad is terrific, he can catch bad guys and fly! He and he can do anything!" Stars looked at Jiang Mingyuan. In the words, ordinary people like you should not be jealous. ... "

Jiang Mingyuan took the second sentence: "But isn't it great without your father?"

Xing Xing nodded in agreement: "Hmm!"

Jiang Mingyuan looked at him, some funny and some emotions.

The words just now were full of childishness, but revealed that the child was confident and cheerful.

He sighed, "Your mother is very nice." Raised you well.

Although I don't know why this uncle suddenly talked about his mother, Xingxing recognized Jiang Mingyuan's words for the first time: "My mother is the best, the best! The most beautiful, the most, the most ..."

The stars were two, and I couldn't find a suitable word. When I remembered what he just said about his father, he had a clever move and added the following sentence: "It's better than my father!"

"But it is very powerful." Jiang Mingyuan echoed.

Regarding the child's unabashed worship and attachment to the mother, Jiang Mingyuan didn't have any extra thoughts. The child's closeness to the mother is inherent in nature, and if it is not close, then it will be a problem.

After talking about his father and mother, Xingxing started playing with his Rubik's cube again. He had watched Jiang Mingyuan before and played it, but he still didn't understand it. He couldn't find the clue when he was playing.

The little guy didn't lose his temper this time. After trying it, he couldn't find the way, so he put the Rubik's cube in Jiang Mingyuan's hand: "Uncle, I still can't."

This familiar look made Jiang Mingyuan a little bit happy and a little worried. The happy child didn't see himself, but he was worried about it too.

What if I believe someone so easily and get tricked in the future?

In his mind, Jiang Mingyuan still picked up the Rubik's cube and fiddled with it. This time he was much slower and explained as he walked. He went through it in his mind before speaking, and replaced it with a star that can be understood.

Xingxing heard him several times, and felt that he almost understood.

He retrieved the Rubik's cube again, rotated the Rubik's cube according to the method taught by Jiang Mingyuan, and gradually made the colors on each side really the same.

After recovering from the last side, the stars jumped up and could not wait to show off with their mother.

Jiang Mingyuan was thrown over by him, watching the little guy's figure not looking back, smiled helplessly.

He stood up, straightened his sleeves, and walked out of this small barbecue stall.

...

When the stars came over, the movement was not small, Cheng Huan didn't want to pay attention.

The little boy ran to his side and showed him the contents of his hands. The expression on his face was exactly the same as that of the restored second-order Rubik's cube.

"Mom, look!"

"The stars are really good." Cheng Huan exaggerated, led the little guy aside, and looked at the third-order Rubik's cube in his hand: "How did the stars do it?"

"An uncle told me." Xing Xing said, and he turned and pointed to where he was sitting. "It's that uncle. He came yesterday."

The little boy's eyes were a bit slower than the movement of his fingers. When he had finished speaking, he looked at where he was sitting.

Jiang Mingyuan's shadow could not be found there and was occupied by a new table guest.

Xing Xing scratched his head, retracted his fingers awkwardly, and said to Cheng Huan, "Uncle is gone."

"It's probably going back. Uncle is going to sleep when it's getting dark." Cheng Huan also pays attention to his son from time to time when he is busy. He has some impressions about the uncle said by Xingxing.

The man was dressed in formal clothes twice, and looked out of place with the surrounding environment. He had no interest in barbecue. Cheng Huan remembered that Xu Li whispered to himself yesterday, saying that the man cooked a bunch of things and ate only one bite, which was too wasteful.

Cheng Huan didn't see the man, and didn't know where he came from, thinking about the traffickers in the news that the traffickers were getting acquainted with the children, and he was a little worried.

She crouched down, treated the stars with some wrinkled clothes, and said to him, "Baby, you can change here to play tomorrow, just as mother can see you."

The stars didn't care too much about where they were playing. They nodded and said okay.

"Baby." Cheng Huan kissed him on the cheek, got up and glanced at the time, and said to Xu Li, he was ready to take the stars back.

Cheng Huan, who took his son home, did not know that the trafficker she thought was actually a poor old father who just knew he had a son.

Jiang Mingyuan went to this barbecue stall again the next day and found that the stars have changed places to play. The little guy is still playing Rubik's Cube today. Seriously, he didn't find anyone looking at him from the door far away.

The place where Xingxing stayed today is too close to the barbecue grill. It will certainly attract Cheng Huan's attention in the past. Jiang Mingyuan has not made any plans to face the mother of the child. He stood outside for a while and turned away before being noticed.

...

Cheng Huan asked the agency to pay attention to the shops before, and finally made progress on the last day of the holiday.

Early in the morning, Cheng Huan received a call from the agent.

The guy at the other end of the phone was enthusiastic: "Ms. Cheng, did you let us pay attention to the shops before, right now there are a few suitable ones. Would you like to come and see them?"

"Did you find it?" Cheng Huan was so happy, he said several times in a row, thank you, "I'll be right there."

Putting down the phone, Cheng Huan walked to the star who was still eating, and squeezed his fleshy face.

Xingxing held a spring roll in his hand and looked up blankly: "Mom?"

"Baby hurry up and eat, let's go and see the house." Cheng Huan squeezed again on his other face, his voice was light.

Xingxing has a little impression of the word "house". Last time my mother said that she looked at the house, and they soon moved.

"Are we going to move again?" Xing Xing asked, he was a bit reluctant: "Mom, I don't want to move."

He likes the house now.

"It's not moving, it's moving a store." Cheng Huan sat down next to him and explained to the little guy: "Xing Xing, you can see that my mother is making money outside now. Is it really cold when the wind blows?"

The canopy of the night market does not block the wind. Now the weather, the temperature at night is about 15 degrees, and the wind blowing has brought a little chill.

The stars nodded, and their faces were anxious: "Mom, you need to get more clothes."

"Okay, mother knows that she will wear more clothes." Cheng Huan was interrupted by this and almost forgot to say anything. She rubbed her son's hair and then said before: "This time we just watched the shop Place, my mother can make money in the house in the future, and she can come back with the stars at night. "

What the star is most looking forward to is that his mother can accompany him to play with him at night. When he hears the last sentence, he immediately gets excited. After eating the spring roll in his mouth, he pulls Cheng Huan out without rubbing his mouth: "Mom, let's go out Come on! "

"Don't worry, the house won't run away there." Cheng Huan pulled out a paper towel and wiped the stars' oily mouth: "Mom hasn't put on makeup, so she can't go out to meet people."

"The mother is going to put on her makeup." The star pushed her back into the room again. "Let's go beautiful."

"Yes, go out beautifully."

Cheng Huan was pushed back to the room, put on his makeup and changed his clothes, and went out with the handsome boy.

The intermediary was not far from where they lived, just outside the neighborhood, and the holiday store looked deserted, with only a few staff members on duty sitting in their respective positions.

Cheng Huan walked in with the stars, and someone came to entertain them immediately.

"Ms. Cheng? I'm Wang Chuankong, the property manager here. This is my business card." He handed over a business card with both hands, and took Cheng Huan to go to the shop he was interested in.

There are two shops recommended by the agency, not far from here, and the location is very good.

"This store is located on the third floor of the Huirong Center on Chunjiang Road, with an area of 250 square meters. It turned out to be a hot pot restaurant. It was recently closed for transfer." Wang Chuankong took out his tablet and opened the album to Cheng Huan.

The decoration of this store is relatively Chinese, the lights are not too bright, and the tables and chairs are placed in it, which looks a little crowded.

"You must know that the Huirong Center has a very large flow of people. The reason why this house closed is not because of bad business. It is also because of other reasons. If you open a shop here, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Wang Chuankong complimented and introduced her to another place: "This one is at 73 Xinsi Road. It is a shop facing the street. It has a two-story building with a larger area, which is about 400 square meters."

The locations of the two shops are not bad. They are in a crowded place. If you want to come, you can't lose money as long as the shop is open.

Cheng Huan watched with enthusiasm and anxiety, but thinking about the deposits in his hands, the eagerness disappeared.

"How much are these two places to rent?"

"70,000."

Cheng Huan couldn't believe it: "What are you talking about?"

"In 70,000 months, both of them." Wang Chuankong stared at her face with some inquiring eyes: "If you feel expensive ..."

"No, no." Cheng Huan shook his hand: "How could I feel expensive."

She doesn't think it's expensive at all, but it's because the rent is too cheap!

The two places introduced to her by the agent were in very good locations, belonging to a group of people rushing for them. When Cheng Huan watched before, Wang Chuankong had already quoted a price of RMB 200,000.

It turned out to be 70,000? !!

She was a little dizzy with the pie that fell on her head, and almost promised to rent it out, but the time spent on the blood only lasted for a short while, and she calmed down, Cheng Huan couldn't help but doubt.

It wasn't that she looked down on herself, how could a shop in such a good location not change hands and stay until she saw it, and the price was so amazingly cheap.

Isn't it a scam?

She stared at her tightly, seeming to be a little nervous of the intermediary staff, and her suspicions were amplified.

I heard that there is a renting scam now. The second landlord changed hands to rent the house to others, saying how long it can be rented. In fact, the contract period with the real landlord has expired. When the time comes, the landlord comes to collect the house. The people who signed the contract with you are long gone.

Cheng Huan thought more and more that this speculation was possible, and his fiery heart seemed to be poured into a bucket of cold water.

She reluctantly smiled at Wang Chuankong and said to him, "I'll go back to this first and contact you when I'm sure."

"Okay, okay. Then call me when you are sure. I will turn it on 24 hours." Wang Chuankong was not disappointed on the spot, but he did not think Cheng Huan would give up these two places, so he was quite satisfied. She sent it out.

Stepping out of the agency's store, Cheng Huan sighed.

"Mom." Xing Xing just kept silent, and waited out the door before asking: "Mum, when will we move the store?"

"Maybe we can't move it temporarily." Cheng Huan sighed again.

"Why?" The stars didn't quite understand: "Is the house not good-looking?"

"No." Cheng Huan touched the chin of the star, not knowing how to explain to him that he might have encountered a liar. She thought about it and felt that she was not willing to give up, so she lifted up the spirit and took the star up To the bus stop.

"Let's go and see." See what's going on in this place!

The locations of the two shops are not far away, and it is only one or two stops by car. Cheng Huan took the stars to Rongjiang Square and went straight up to the third floor.

The third and fourth floors of Rongjiang Plaza are both places to eat. Many people have come to eat before they have arrived.

Cheng Huan walked around and found the closed "King of Hot Pot" said by the agent. The doors and windows of the hot pot store were closed tightly, and the antique plaque was still there, looking very new.

"Mom, shall we come for dinner?"

"It wasn't dinner, Mom came over to see." Cheng Huan replied, and continued to walk forward with the stars. Next to "King's Hot Pot", there was another Hunan restaurant. A waiter stood idle in front of the restaurant.

Cheng Huan walked to the side and asked, "Hello, do you know why this hot pot restaurant is not open?"

She smiled a little shyly: "My friend and I had an appointment to eat here."

"Just two days ago, it suddenly closed." The waiter asked, "Did you have a membership card for his family? It doesn't matter, it can also be used at other branches, or if you make a call on the wall, someone will return it. you."

Because the hot pot restaurant closed too suddenly, someone has been coming to look for it these days, the waiter has seen a lot, and I know the refund plan very well.

Cheng Huan thanked him, looked back, and found that there was indeed a piece of white paper on the wall, wrote the phone call, she wrote down the phone number, returned, and asked the person again, "Do you know why this shop is closed?"

"I am not sure as well."

After all, it is not a family, the waiter does not know more about the situation, Cheng Huan is not disappointed. After thanking him, he took the stars to find a cake shop and bought him a mango mousse.

Children are always hard to resist the temptation of sweets, seeing the cake and forget about other things.

Cheng Huan can do other things, but she can't make western-style pastries at all, and she doesn't worry about the things outside, so the little guy doesn't often eat these.

While the stars were eating the cake, Cheng Huan dialed the phone number that had just been written down.

It took a while before the call was answered. A young woman answered the phone and asked Cheng Huan what she needed.

Cheng Huan explained the intention and said that he wanted to ask about the transfer of the facade.

There was a slight chatter, letting her wait, and after a while the sound reappeared on the other end of the phone, and the other person answered the phone.

"You said you wanted to rent this shop?"

"Yes." Cheng Huan said, "I want to open a shop, and I just saw that you are transferring to the outside, so I want to ask."

"Oh." There was a prolonged voice over there and asked, "Did you know the news from the agent?"

"Correct."

After hearing the affirmative answer, there was a lot of enthusiasm on the other end of the phone: "It's not clear on the phone. Let's make an appointment sometime and talk about it tomorrow. How about tomorrow? Let's make an appointment at Rongjiang Square ..."

"Sorry you wait a minute." Seeing that the time was over there, Cheng Huan had to interrupt him, she said with a guilty conscience: "That ... I would like to ask, how much does this store transfer cost? "

"The cost ... this is cheap. At that time, there was a discount when the shop was rented. It was only 2.4 million in three years. I have only one year left in the contract. If I transfer it to you, I will pay less. Everything is complete, and I can't pit you. "

800,000 a year ...

Cheng Huan was stunned by this number, and there was such a good thing!

So the intermediary was not trying to lie to her, but was he charging an agency fee?

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