Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside-Chapter 443 - 377 From an ordinary chicken to a phoenix_2

It was said that when police stations cracked major cases, they would use DNA testing technology, which of course was highly accurate.

"It seems we only have this choice now; without evidence in hand, Yecheng won’t listen to anything we say," Yan Junmei resolved fiercely to proceed with the test behind Yecheng’s back.

"In this matter, you must take a firm stand, the Gu family’s bloodline must not be mixed."

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"Hello, my surname is Su, Su Xiaofeng. I heard from Elder Yuan that you are a renovation team," Su Xiaofeng said, smiling at the man in front of her, who was dressed in work clothes and covered in dust.

"Oh, I heard Old Yuan mention you, saying you want to renovate the first floor, right?" The man discarded the cigarette at his mouth: "How do you want to renovate it?"

Xiaofeng handed a renovation blueprint to the man: "I’ve already drawn the blueprint; see if you can renovate it according to my ideas." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

This blueprint was similar in style to that of Xiaojiang City.

After glancing at it, the man commented: "The blueprint is well drawn, quite professional. Have you studied this thing?" He noted the detailed corners and frames.

Not only was it detailed, but it also contained many advanced ideas.

"I renovated once in my hometown; I just moved the blueprint over." She had been fully involved in the design of the previous store, so calling her a professional in store renovation and shelf placement was not an overstatement.

"There’s no big problem, just that these shelves, I reckon you’ll have to custom-make them, you can’t just buy them outside." The man was an expert; he could tell at a glance which items could be bought outside and which could not.

"Could you introduce me to a supplier?" She had ordered the shelves from a shelving company in the city before, but wasn’t familiar with suppliers in Imperial Capital.

"Of course, no problem at all," the man, surnamed Yao, might look dirty every day, but he was very good at his job: "However, I must tell you in advance, if you want it done according to the blueprint, the renovation will cost you at least twenty thousand, and that doesn’t include the cost of the shelves."

She required good, very professional materials; the quality was good, it was just a matter of price.

"Let’s stick to the blueprint." Xiaofeng was insistent on this aspect.

"Good, let’s sit down and sign a contract. You’ll pay thirty percent of the labor fee upfront and the rest upon completion. Rest assured, Old Yuan knows me. I’m very conscientious. You can confidently leave the job to me."

"How long will it take approximately?"

"Given the size of this place, at the very least one month, and it won’t exceed forty-five days. If you need to rush it, we can discuss additional payment. After all, to speed things up, I’ll need to hire twice as many workers."

"I can accept up to forty-five days." Xiaofeng nodded: "Then I’ll trouble you."

Old Yuan put away the contract and noticed Yuan Junkai coming over with a fat man.

The fat man had a slick, greasy appearance, wearing a huge gold chain around his neck, clearly a type who flaunted his wealth.

"Su Xiaofeng." Yuan Junkai barged in: "My buddy has arrived. He’s said he wants our storefront, and I’ve already rented it to him. You better pack up, you have no business here anymore, hurry up and leave."

When in front of his buddies, his word was law, and he never went back on his word.

His buddy asked him to keep the shop, and he would definitely keep his word, no regrets at all.

Su Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow, looking at the two men who came in.

The fat man stared at Su Xiaofeng: "So you are Su Xiaofeng, right? Did you hear what Kaizi said? I want all the space on this floor, you better leave quickly. You need to learn to read the room, you know."

"Just because you say it’s yours, doesn’t make it so. Where’s the proof?" Xiaofeng crossed her arms: "I have a lease in black and white, do you have one?"

"Of course, of course I do." The fat man took out a lease that clearly and definitively stated that the ground floor of the shop, totaling 888 square meters, from today was rented to Zhao Laiwang, with a monthly rental of 5505 for a period of twenty years.

This Zhao Laiwang must be the fat man in front of her.

Looking at the landlord’s signature, it wasn’t Elder Yuan’s but Yuan Junkai’s.

"See? This place is mine now, and I’ve rented it for twenty years." The fat man held up the lease triumphantly, challenging Xiaofeng.

"You can have it, but as previously agreed, if Elder Yuan breaches the contract, he owes me eighty thousand yuan as compensation."

"Earlier it was my dad who rented to you. If you want compensation, ask my dad, not me. I won’t give you a cent." Yuan Junkai retorted.

Master Yao, observing the unfolding situation, was a bit confused: "Miss Su, this..."