Shu Yan did not muddle in the matters between Zhang Huaxiu and Chen Fei any more. She had already said all that she could; any more would be excessive.

After all, relationships between people are hard to say. What if they were not happy with each other later on? They might even be upset at her for setting them up.

Calculating using the lowest rent at 800 yuan a month. 2,200 – 800 was 1,400. But 800 was just the cost for this year. It might go up again next year. As far as Shu Yan knew, the rent here has gone up every year. In 3-5 years’ time, the rent just might be able to cover the mortgage and then some. 

Shu Yan’s words sufficiently reassured the two elderlies. They had already ironed out all the details with Lao Hu previously. The purpose of this meeting was just to talk about a few minor details. 

Shu Yan paid them 20,000 yuan down payment and they’ve drawn up three contracts and Shu Yan, the owner of the property, and Lao Hu each received one of the copies. 

As soon as Shu Yan went back to the shop, Zhang Huaxiu came and told her that Lao Hu had come looking for her. What a coincident. She went looking for him yesterday and missed him; today he came looking for her and she missed him again. Was that a sign that she should not buy the storefront? Thought Shu Yan to herself.