The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Jiang Mingyuan felt a little uncomfortable, and tasted boredly to himself: Why?

Xing Xing thinks that this uncle is a nice person, so she can tell him some secrets.

He looked around first like in the TV series, then leaned over to Jiang Mingyuan, tiptoed and whispered something in his ear.

The little guy smelled like baby cream, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke made him feel a little itchy.

Probably because Xingxing spoke in a very low voice for fear of leaking the secret, Jiang Mingyuan exhausted all his attention to hear what he said clearly.

Because my dad is Superman! The little guy had a serious face and seemed to be talking about something very important. He backed away a little and described his imaginary dad to Jiang Mingyuan.

My father is amazing. He can catch bad guys and fly! He, he can do everything! Xing Xing looked at Jiang Mingyuan, and said in a tone that ordinary people like you should not be jealous: Uncle, you are also very good... ...

Jiang Mingyuan continued the second half of the sentence: But not as good as your father, is it?

Xing Xing nodded in agreement: Yeah!

Jiang Mingyuan looked at him, amused and emotional.

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

He sighed: Your mother is very good. She raised you very well.

Although I don't know why this uncle suddenly mentioned his mother, Xing Xing immediately expressed his approval of Jiang Mingyuan's words: My mother is the best and the most powerful! The most beautiful, the most, the most...

Xing Xing stumbled twice, unable to find the right words, remembering what he had just said about his father, he had an idea, and added a sentence after it: Better than my father!

That's very powerful. Jiang Mingyuan echoed.

Regarding the child's undisguised admiration and attachment to his mother, Jiang Mingyuan has no extra thoughts in his heart. It is natural for a child to be close to his mother, and if he is not close, something is wrong.

After talking about his parents, Xing Xing started to play with his Rubik's Cube again. He had watched Jiang Mingyuan play it before, but he still didn't understand it. He still couldn't figure it out when he was playing.

The little guy didn't lose his temper this time, and he couldn't find the way after trying, so he stuffed the Rubik's Cube into Jiang Mingyuan's hand: Uncle, I still don't know how to do it.

His familiar appearance made Jiang Mingyuan a little happy, but also a little worried. He was happy that the child didn't alienate him, but he was also worried about this.

It is so easy to trust others, what should I do if I am deceived in the future?

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Mingyuan still picked up the Rubik's Cube and started fiddling with it. He was much slower this time, explaining as he walked, and went through it in his head before speaking, and replaced it with words that Xingxing could understand.

After listening to him several times, Xingxing felt that she almost understood it.

He took back the Rubik's Cube and rotated the Rubik's Cube according to the method Jiang Mingyuan taught, gradually making the colors of each side the same.

After recovering the last side, Xing Xing jumped up and couldn't wait to show off with his mother.

Jiang Mingyuan was thrown by him, and he smiled helplessly when he saw the figure of the little guy who didn't look back.

He stood up, straightened his sleeves, and walked out of the small barbecue booth.

...

When Xing Xing came over, he moved a lot, Cheng Huan didn't want to pay attention.

The little guy ran to his side and showed him what he was holding. The expression on his face was exactly the same as that of the second-order Rubik's Cube restored before.

Mom, look!

Xing Xing is really powerful. Cheng Huan boasted, led the little guy to the side, and took a look at the third-order Rubik's Cube in his hand: How did Xing Xing do it?

An uncle told me. Xing Xing said, he turned and pointed to where he was sitting: That uncle, he also came yesterday.

The little guy's eyes moved a little slower than his fingers, and he only looked at where he was sitting when he finished speaking.

There was no sign of Jiang Mingyuan in that place, and a new table of guests took up the place.

Xing Xing scratched his head, withdrew his fingers in embarrassment, and said to Cheng Huan, Uncle is gone.

Probably go back. Uncle has to sleep when it gets dark. Cheng Huan would pay attention to his son from time to time when he was busy, and he had some impressions of the uncle Xing Xing said.

The man was dressed in formal attire the two times he came here, and he looked out of place with the surrounding environment, and he had no interest in barbecue. Cheng Huan remembered that Xu Li murmured to himself yesterday, saying that the man roasted a bunch of things and only ate one bite, which was too wasteful.

Cheng Huan didn't see the man's appearance, and he didn't know the reason for his visit. He was a little worried when he thought about the criminal case in the news that the trafficker got acquainted with the child and took the man away.

She squatted down, straightened some wrinkled clothes for Xing Xing, and said to him: Baby, you can change here to play tomorrow, and it happens that mom can see you too.

Xing Xing didn't care too much about which side he was playing on, so he nodded and said yes.

Good baby. Cheng Huan kissed him on the cheek, got up and looked at the time, said something to Xu Li, and was about to take Xing Xing back.

Cheng Huan, who brought her son home, didn't know that the trafficker she thought was actually a poor old father who just found out that he had a son.

Jiang Mingyuan went to this barbecue stand again the next day, and found that Xingxing had changed to another place to play, and the little guy was still playing Rubik's Cube today, very seriously, and he didn't find anyone looking at him from afar outside the door.

The place where Xing Xing stayed today was too close to the grill, which would definitely attract Cheng Huan's attention in the past. Jiang Mingyuan is not yet ready to face the child's mother. He stood outside and watched for a while, before he was noticed, he turned and left.

...

The shop that Cheng Huan asked the intermediary to keep an eye on before finally made progress on the last day of the holiday.

Early this morning, Cheng Huan received a call from the agency.

The guy on the other end of the phone was enthusiastic: Ms. Cheng, you told us to pay attention to the store before, right? Now there are a few suitable ones here. Would you like to come and have a look?

Have you found it? Cheng Huan was very happy, and said thank you several times in succession: I'll be there right away.

Putting down the phone, Cheng Huan walked over to Xing Xing who was still eating, and pinched his chubby little face.

Xing Xing held a spring roll in his hand and raised his head blankly: Mom?

Hurry up, baby, let's go and see the house after eating. Cheng Huan pinched the other side of his face again, with a light voice.

Xing Xing still has a little impression of the word watching the house. The last time her mother said watching the house, they moved soon.

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

He likes his current house.

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

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

Xingxing nodded, her face was a little anxious: Mom, you need to wear more clothes.

Okay, mother knows, she will wear more clothes. Cheng Huan was interrupted by such an interruption, and almost forgot what to say. She rubbed her son's hair, and then said before: This time, we will just look at the opening of the store. In the future, my mother can make money in the house, and she can come back to accompany the stars at night.

What Xing Xing looks forward to most is that his mother can play with him at night. He immediately became excited when he heard the last sentence. He finished the spring rolls in his hand in two or three bites, and pulled Cheng Huan out without wiping his mouth: Mom, let's go quickly! Bar!

Don't worry, the house can't escape there. Cheng Huan took out a tissue and wiped Xingxing's oily mouth clean: Mom hasn't put on makeup yet, so she can't go out to meet people.

Then mom, hurry up and put on makeup. Xing Xing pushed her to the room again: Go out beautifully.

Yes, go out beautifully.

Cheng Huan was pushed back to the room, put on her makeup, changed into a suit of clothes, and went out with the handsome boy Xing Xing.

The intermediary is not far from where they live, just on the street outside the community. The store looks deserted during holidays, with only a few employees on duty sitting in their respective positions.

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

Ms. Cheng? I'm Wang Chuankong, the real estate manager here. This is my business card. He handed over a business card with both hands, and took Cheng Huan to see interested shops.

There are two shops recommended by the intermediary, both of which are not far from here, and the location conditions are very good.

This store is on the third floor of Huirong Center on Chunjiang Road, with an area of ​​250 square meters. It used to be a hot pot restaurant, but it was closed recently and transferred to the public. Wang Chuankong took out his tablet, clicked on the albums one by one, and showed them to Cheng Huan.

The decoration of this store is more Chinese style, the lighting is not too bright, and the tables and chairs are placed in it, which looks a bit crowded.

You must also know that Huirong Center has a lot of people. The reason why this store closed down is not because of bad business, but because of other reasons. If you open a store here, you will definitely make a lot of money.

Wang Chuankong complimented her, and introduced another place to her: This one is at No. 73, Xinsi Road. It's a shop facing the street. It has two floors, and the area is a bit bigger. It's about 400 square meters in total.

The locations of the two shops are not bad, and they are located in crowded places. It is impossible to lose money as long as the shops are opened.

Cheng Huan's eyes were hot, and his heart was terribly moved, but thinking about the savings in his hand, the eagerness to move almost disappeared.

How much is the rent for these two places?

Seventy thousand.

Cheng Huan couldn't believe it: What did you say?

70,000 a month, both places. Wang Chuankong stared at her face with some inquisitive eyes: If you think it's expensive...

No, no. Cheng Huan shook his hand: How could I think it's expensive.

She didn't think it was expensive at all, but this, the rent was too cheap!

The two places that the agent introduced to her were both in very good locations, and they belonged to a group of people rushing for them. When Cheng Huan looked at them before, they were already ready. Wang Chuankong quoted a price of 100,000 to 200,000.

It turned out to be 70,000? !

She was a little dizzy from the pie that fell on her head, and she almost agreed to rent it out, but the hot blood only lasted for a short moment, and when she calmed down, Cheng Huan couldn't help being suspicious.

It's not that she looks down on herself, how could a store in such a good location not be sold until she sees it, and the price is so surprisingly cheap.

It can't be a scam, can it?

She looked at the intermediary employee who was staring at her, who seemed a little nervous, and her doubts in her heart amplified a lot.

I heard that there is that kind of renting scam now. The second landlord changes hands and rents the house to others, saying how long he can rent it. In fact, the contract period between him and the real landlord has expired. When the time comes, the landlord will come to collect the house. The person who signed the contract with you has long since disappeared.

The more Cheng Huan thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was possible, and his fiery heart seemed to be poured a bucket of cold water.

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

Okay, okay, then call me when you're sure, and I'll turn it on 24 hours a day. Wang Chuankong was a little disappointed that he wasn't sure on the spot, but he didn't think Cheng Huan would give up these two places, so he was quite satisfied. She sends it out the door.

Walking out of the agency's storefront, Cheng Huan let out a long sigh.

Mom. Xing Xing hadn't said anything just now, and asked after he went out, Mom, when are we going to move the store?

Maybe we can't move for the time being. Cheng Huan sighed again.

Why? Xing Xing didn't quite understand: Is the house not beautiful?

No. Cheng Huan touched Xing Xing's chin, not knowing how to explain to him that she might have met a liar. After thinking about it, she felt that she was not reconciled to giving up like this, so she cheered up and hugged Xing Xing and walked away. Go to the bus stop.

Let's go, let's go to the scene. See what's going on in this place!

The locations of the two shops were not far away, and it was only one or two stops by car. Cheng Huan took Xing Xing to Rongjiang Plaza first, and went straight to the third floor.

The third and fourth floors of Rongjiang Plaza are places to eat. It's not time for meals yet, but many people have come to eat.

Cheng Huan walked around and found the closed Dawang Hot Pot that the agent said. The doors and windows of the hot pot restaurant were closed, and the antique plaque was still there, which looked very new.

Mom, are we coming for dinner?

It's not for dinner. Mom came over to take a look. Cheng Huan replied, and continued walking with Xing Xing. Next to Dawang Hot Pot, there was another Hunan restaurant, and there was an idle waiter standing in front of the restaurant.

Cheng Huan walked to the side and asked, Hello, do you know why the hot pot restaurant next to it is closed?

She smiled a little shyly: I made an appointment with my friend to have dinner here.

Just two days ago, it suddenly closed. The waiter asked, Did you apply for his membership card? It doesn't matter. You can use it in other branches, or if you call the phone on the wall, someone will refund it. you.

Because the hot pot restaurant closed too suddenly, people have been coming to look for it in the past few days, and the waiter has seen a lot of them, and they understand the refund plan very clearly.

Cheng Huan thanked him, went back to look, and found that there was indeed a blank piece of paper on the wall with a phone number written on it. She wrote down the phone number, returned, and asked the person again: Do you know why this store is closed?

I am not sure as well.

After all, they were not from the same family, and the waiter didn't know more about the situation. Cheng Huan was not disappointed. After thanking him, he took Xing Xing to find a cake shop and bought him a mango mousse.

Children are always unable to resist the temptation of sweets, and they forget other things when they see cakes.

Cheng Huan can do other things, but she can't make Western-style pastries well. She doesn't worry about the things made outside, so the little guy doesn't often eat them.

While Xing Xing ate the cake, Cheng Huan dialed the string of phone numbers he just wrote down.

It took a while for the call to be answered. A young woman answered the phone and asked Cheng Huan what he needed.

Cheng Huan explained the purpose of coming, saying that he wanted to ask about the transfer of the facade.

He was stunned for a while and asked her to wait a while. After a while, the voice on the other end of the phone reappeared, and the person who answered the phone changed to another person.

You said you want to rent this shop?

Yes. Cheng Huan said, I want to open a store, and I just saw that your side is being transferred to the outside world, so I want to ask.

Oh. The voice dragged on and asked, Did you get the news from an intermediary?

right.

Hearing the affirmative answer, the other end of the phone was obviously more enthusiastic: I didn't make it clear on the phone, let's make an appointment to talk in detail another day, how do you think tomorrow? Let's make an appointment at Rongjiang Plaza...

Sorry for you to wait. Seeing that the time was already set, Cheng Huan had to interrupt him, and she said with a guilty conscience: Well... I would like to ask, how much is the transfer fee for this store?

The fee... It's cheap. At that time, there was a discount when renting a shop. It was only about 2.4 million in three years. I have one year left in the contract. If I transfer it to you, it will be less. How about charging you 800,000? Don't worry, Everything is complete, and I promise not to cheat you.

Eight hundred thousand a year...

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

So didn't the agent want to lie to her before, but just charged some agency fees?