Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 327 How many houses are there?

Since his daughter didn't want to give any, An Qingping, who had originally wanted to give some money to get rid of her, gave up the idea.

He said indifferently: "Judging from your work clothes, you work in this restaurant. If you don't want to lose your job, I advise you to stop pestering me."

Wu Xianglan hesitated. She wanted some money, but she couldn't give up her current job just yet.

After thinking about it, I didn't bother with it anymore.

on the way back.

"Don't worry about this, my daughter. Dad will take care of it and won't let her disturb you."

An Xueyan emphasized: "Don't give her money. Once it happens for the first time, it will happen countless times. Don't let this start."

She knows this kind of people, and seeing that they are doing well now, she wants to get close to them.

Satisfy her desire once, and she will do it countless times later.

Don't think she is heartless. Her principle is to be good to whoever is good to her.

The person who wants her to be taken advantage of hasn't been born yet.

The next day, An Xueyan took the time to privately visit her friend Wu Qiao, who was also in Shenzhen.

The other party didn't get into university, so he came here to develop.

I've set up a small stall near Renmin Bridge in the past two years, and I heard that business is pretty good.

"Beautiful lady, this is what all the big stars in Hong Kong use. Look how beautiful this color is. You will definitely look better than the stars if you put it on..."

When An Xueyan arrived, Wu Qiao was trying hard to sell lipstick to a little girl.

As soon as she approached Wuqiao, she noticed her and her eyes lit up instantly.

An Xueyan waved at him, signaling him to go ahead and get busy.

The girl finally bought the lipstick.

"Sister Yan, when did you come to Pengcheng?"

"You've been on vacation for two days. You came here yesterday. Why are you selling girls' products now?"

The stalls in Wuqiao are full of women's things, including clothing, cosmetics, accessories and so on.

If she remembered correctly, this man used to sell pots and pans. How could he change his career so quickly?

But the things sold here are too mixed, like a hodgepodge.

"The previous business wasn't doing well, so I switched."

An Xueyan nodded and asked straight to the point, "Do you have time? I have something to talk to you about."

"Yes, Sister Yan, wait for me."

After saying that, he went to find a familiar stall owner nearby and asked him to help take a look.

This friend is a local, and out of curiosity, he asked, "Wuqiao, is that pretty girl your daughter?"

Wu Qiao quickly explained, "No, don't talk nonsense. That's my sister. We're from the same place and have been good friends since childhood."

Just kidding, he only has pure admiration for Sister Yan.

Having witnessed her knocking out a wild boar with one punch, those who had played with her since childhood had no other thoughts.

My local friend muttered in dialect, "But you're a bit of a cutie, but you don't look good enough for them."

Before Wu Qiao could hear clearly, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I'll go with you."

"Okay, thank you very much. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he went to find An Xueyan, and the two of them found a secluded place.

"Sister Yan, what do you want to talk to me about?" Wu Qiao took the initiative to speak.

The only person An Xueyan could think of who she couldn't let her father know about was Wu Qiao.

"I want you to help me check something. Can you leave?"

The only thing I’m worried about now is whether the other party’s stall can be moved away.

Wu Qiao said without hesitation, "There's no problem on my end. I originally planned to close this stall by the end of the month after clearing out all the goods. I'll have someone clear out all the goods this afternoon and check it out tomorrow."

After hearing what he said, An Xueyan briefly recounted the whole story, although she didn't know Wu Xianglan's current situation.

But you can definitely find out by going to the restaurant we went to yesterday.

"Find out her experiences over the years, her current situation, and her interpersonal relationships."

"no problem."

"If you use this money, it might be difficult to check it after a long time." He took out a wad of money from his small backpack and handed it over.

"Thank you, Sister Yan. This is much more than what I earn from working hard at the stall for a month." Wu Qiao accepted the money without hesitation. He knew Sister Yan's character, and it would be useless even if he refused.

An Xueyan asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

"I plan to open a shop that specializes in selling small accessories for girls."

"Where are you planning to open it?"

"Look over at Minguo Road, but I haven't found any shops yet."

Minguo Road? An Xueyan felt that the name was familiar, and she remembered that she had a shop in this place.

She came here a few years ago and saw someone selling a house, so she bought it and has never rented it out.

So he said, "I have a few shops at No. 133 Minguo Road. You can go and take a look. If the location is suitable, pick one and use it first."

Wu Qiao asked with a strange look on his face, "Sister Yan, there are five shops on Minguo Road that have been closed. You're not going to tell me they're all yours, are you?"

Because he had this plan, he was familiar with the situation there. Several shops had been closed and he didn't know who the owners were.

He asked people around him, and they all said that he was from another place and they hadn't seen him come in the past two years.

It was a bit strange to think that the mysterious homeowner might be the person in front of him.

An Xueyan nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be mine. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten that there is a house here."

She really didn't remember that the place hadn't developed at that time and the rental income was not much. In addition, she lived far away and couldn't find a suitable person to take care of it.

Her father was very busy, so she didn't think about renting it out. She didn't expect that the place would develop so well now.

Wuqiao...

There are even people who forget their own houses. How many houses do they have?

Thinking of this, I asked, "Sister Yan, how many apartments do you have now?"

"Well... there are 32 sets in total." An Xueyan thought for a moment before answering.

Wuqiao suddenly felt the attack of the rich.

I sighed in my heart that Sister Yan is indeed rich.

He knew that Uncle An's third uncle had a big business, but he never thought that he would buy so many houses.

He didn't quite understand and asked: "Why buy so many houses?"

As for her younger brother An Xueyan, she was still happy to give some advice and said, "This is a fixed asset. When I stop working, I can be a landlady.

And haven’t you noticed that housing prices are rising every year? This can also be considered an investment.

If you have extra money, you can buy it, you won’t lose money anyway.”

Wu Qiao thought thoughtfully, "Then I'll buy it when I have money."

Although he was not very clear about the future value of the house, he was smart enough to know that following the golden thigh would never go wrong.

Knowing that he wanted to look at the shop, An Xueyan drove him to Minguo Road.

This place has developed now, and the flow of people is still quite large.

Her shop happened to be in the first location, and the car was parked at the door.

As soon as she got off the car, she attracted the attention of the owner of the business next door. She was seen opening the door that had not been opened for several years.

He came over and asked, "Little girl, is this your shop?"

"Correct."

An Xueyan nodded in response and then said to Wu Qiao, "Daqiao, what do you think of this place? If you are not satisfied, go look somewhere else."