Chapter 424: 124: Buying a restaurant, a promising future_4
Ni Yang wasn’t angry, and she said, “Could you take me there?”
“Follow me,” the waiter strode forward.
The two of them arrived at a private room on the third floor.
Just as he knocked on the door, a smile appeared on the waiter’s face, “Boss.”
“What can I do for you?” The restaurant owner appeared to be a young man in his twenties.
“This lady is looking for you,” the waiter took a step back.
“Hello,” Ni Yang spoke softly.
At the sight of Ni Yang, the young man blinked, then said, “Hello.”
As Ni Yang walked in, she said, “I’m here to discuss the sale of your restaurant.”
At that, the young man seemed taken aback.
Ni Yang was thin and young. Although she was quite pretty, she didn’t fit the image of a rich person.
In this day and age, most of the rich were somewhat overweight.
Rich people could afford to eat meat, their bellies were plump, so naturally, they were fat.
Someone like Ni Yang, clearly, looked like an ordinary person who couldn’t even afford meat. How could she afford to buy a restaurant?
The man expressed his doubts.
Ni Yang knew he had apprehensions; after all, she was quite young.
“This is a check.” Ni Yang placed a check on the table.
Seeing the check for 480,000, the man expressed his confusion, “Are you sure you’re serious?”
The young man had seen the world and knew full well that the check wasn’t fake.
Ni Yang smiled calmly, “Does it look like I’m joking?”
Even though she was smiling, there was not a shred of joking in her words. She didn’t act like a seventeen-year-old girl, but more like someone who had faced trials and tribulations.
The young man sobered up, stood up, and pulled out a chair, “Please have a seat.”
“Thank you.” Ni Yang sat down gracefully, “Let me introduce myself, I’m Ni Yang, you can just call me Xiaoni, and I will be taking over your restaurant.”
The young man said, “Nice to meet you, Miss Ni. My name is Chen Zhicang.”
Chen Zhicang was 27 and a returned international student who embraced new ideas and was educated in the ways of modern schooling with no prejudice against small business owners.
He studied hotel management abroad, considering his professional knowledge comprehensive. In school, he was an outstanding student, so his confidence in owning a restaurant and soaring in the industry was high.
However, theoretical knowledge and practical experience turned out to be quite different. The restaurant had lost hundreds of thousands within a year…
Chen Zhicang’s initial enthusiasm had turned into general despair.
His family stopped funding the restaurant, so he had to sell it and return home to take over the family business.
Ni Yang went straight to the point, “Mr. Chen, if there aren’t any issues, we can sign the contract and settle formalities now.”
Chen Zhicang seemed slightly nervous, “Does your family know about this?”
The restaurant had continuously been in losses, he didn’t want to deceive a minor.
Ni Yang said with a smile, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chen. I’m of age. The contracts I sign are legally binding. If you’re worried about the check, I can go to the bank with you for verification.”
Chen Zhicang continued, “Do you know that my restaurant has been in the red the whole time?”
Ni Yang responded coolly, “I know.”
Chen Zhicang was somewhat surprised, “You know and you’re still willing to buy it?”
Ni Yang wasn’t the first person who wanted to buy the restaurant.
Before her, there had been at least twenty other people.
But the first thing they did was slash the asking price. The 480,000 priced restaurant was immediately brought down to just over a hundred thousand.
However, Ni Yang didn’t seem to have any intention of negotiation.
Ni Yang was blunt, “I’m confident I can make it popular.”
Chen Zhicang laughed, “I was just as ambitious when I started.”
After that, he posted a lease transfer notice…
It was a sad recollection. Having had such a failed venture, Chen Zhicang had no desire to start over. He was better off inheriting the family business.
Ni Yang asked instead, “So, Mr. Chen, are you not willing to sell now?”
“No, it’s not that,” Chen Zhicang continued, “I just think you’re rather strange. By the way, which family from Beijing do you belong to? How come I’ve never seen you before?”
Seeing Ni Yang’s indifference towards the 480,000, Chen Zhicang subconsciously thought she was from a well-off family.