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Aoba paused for a moment, then explained.
He did indeed want to buy the adjacent shop to expand his izakaya (Japanese pub).
But he didn't tell Shoko!
Is this the efficiency of the Dokjima family?
"Today, a lady named Saeko Busujima called me personally and said she wanted to buy my shop..."
After figuring out what had happened, Yaeko Nishimiya breathed a long sigh of relief, and her tone softened.
"Is that so?!"
Aoba thought for a moment, then said into the phone:
"Mrs. Nishimiya, I do want to expand the izakaya, so if you have time later, could you come to the shop to discuss it in detail?"
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
After expressing their demands, the two hung up the phone.
After Qingye tidied up the desserts in the kitchen a little,
I went upstairs to tidy myself up, and it was already 6:30.
He went downstairs and opened the shop door.
I estimate that I will be discussing rental matters with Mrs. Nishimiya here later.
Opening the shop door does not mean the shop is open for business.
The store is only open for business when Aoba turns the "closed" sign upside down.
Before that, Aoba sat quietly waiting for Mrs. Nishimiya to arrive.
He was thinking about the next negotiation strategy.
After all, this is also a business negotiation.
If Mrs. Nishimiya hadn't called him today, he wouldn't have even considered renting the Nishimiya family's shop.
But since Mrs. Nishimiya has already asked...
This indicates that Saeko Busujima's side has already begun taking action.
He didn't want to accept other people's kindness for no reason, so if he could reach a contract with Mrs. Nishimiya, it would temporarily solve the problem of not having enough space in the shop.
knock --
The wooden door outside the izakaya rang.
Aoba looked up.
The moment I saw him, the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Little glass!"
It was Shoko and her mother.
"Aoba, thank you so much for helping Shoko again this morning."
Mrs. Nishimiya and Aoba sat facing each other upon entering the shop.
She bowed deeply to Aoba with utmost solemnity.
"It's okay, I just happened to be passing by there."
Aoba shook his head, looked at Shoko sitting quietly beside him, and couldn't help but smile.
"Besides, no one would stand idly by in that situation."
"Aoba, you're joking. Shoko already told me that only you and two other high school students stepped forward, while everyone else just turned a blind eye."
Nishimiya Yaeko sighed slightly.
She looked at her daughter with a hint of pity in her eyes.
Although she is usually a little strict with Nozomi, she really loves her daughter.
"Let's not dwell on the past. How about we get down to business?"
Aoba said with a smile.
He felt a sense of helplessness.
I was originally planning to talk to Mrs. Nishimiya about the rental.
Then glass arrived too.
This made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
He glanced at Xiaoxiaozi, and the little girl's eyes met his.
The little girl's eyes immediately curved into crescents, and a joyful smile spread across her adorable face.
"Yes, yesterday a lady named Saeko Busujima called me and said she wanted to buy my shop."
"They also asked if I knew any shop owners on the same street and if I could send them their phone numbers."
Mrs. Nishimiya explained the phone call she received last night.
At first, she thought it was a harassing call. After all, no one would easily believe someone who said they wanted to buy the whole street.
"Afterwards, she provided her name and address, and even said that she knew you and bought this street to give to you."
Speaking of it.
Mrs. Nishimiya couldn't help but scrutinize Aoba closely.
It really is beautiful!
No wonder Ms. Busujima on the phone said she bought them all for Aoba.
"Uh... Mrs. Nishimiya, please don't bring this up. It's all completely fabricated."
Aoba quickly interrupted Yaeko's reverie.
I dare not think about it any further.
Otherwise, it would be bad to ruin someone's reputation.
"Actually, I was thinking of renting the adjacent shop to expand the size of the izakaya."
Then Aoba slowly revealed his thoughts.
"We're just a bit tight on funds, so we can only use leasing as a solution..."
"I was just planning to try contacting some shops in the area today, but then Mrs. Nishimiya called."
Aoba felt somewhat helpless.
"Renting? That's fine too."
When it came to serious matters, Nishimiya Yaeko also became serious.
She prefers leasing to selling the store directly.
This can be considered a long-term investment.
"Then, Mrs. Nishimiya, what price do you think would be appropriate?"
Aoba had already visited the Nishimiya family's shop many times before, when he took Kosho back.
The store is about the same size as his small shop, and it also has a front desk, as well as some benches and tables.
Therefore, my target price is between 350,000 and 400,000 yen per month.
Aoba asked.
Nishimiya Yaeko's brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with conflict.
She took a deep breath before giving a price.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand yen."
A thought struck Qingye.
This price is considered a low rental price for the Nishimiya family.
Aoba could probably guess the reason for this.
He glanced at Xiao Nitro.
The little girl couldn't hear the conversation; she just stared at Aoba with adorable eyes.
"Mrs. Nishimiya, how about 370,000 yen?"
Aoba stated his desired price.
He could guess that the 250,000 yen from Nishimiya Yaeko was because of Koshoko.
But he was not willing to take advantage of the other party when life was already difficult.
Nishimiya Yaeko looked surprised and incredulous after hearing Aoba's words.
She never expected Aoba to do this.
Because of the glass, she was willing to rent it out at a low price.
Although she was conflicted and upset, she was willing to go through with it.
However, Aoba pushed back the advantage she had given up.
This was something she never expected.
"If it's okay, let's sign the contract."
"Qingye said softly."
"Thank you... thank you so much..."
For some reason, Nishimiya Yaeko was unable to speak.
She kept her head bowed, trying her best not to let her daughter see her current disheveled state.
Aoba sighed silently.
He reached out and gently touched Kosho's hair, then picked up Kosho's notebook.