Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 30 - Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner

Chapter 30 -30: Returning Property to Its Rightful Owner

Big Willow Tree, just 700 meters away from Fennel Noodle House.

Chen Cheng stood in front of Wanbao Hall, his gaze fixed on the imprint of the signboard that had been taken down, as if the bustling scene of the past was vivid in his eyes.

“Everything has come back!” he muttered to himself.

Squeak~!

The Land Cruiser came to a steady stop behind him.

Chen Cheng turned around and saw Jin Baogen getting out of the car.

He hurriedly went forward to greet him.

“Mr.

Jin,” Chen Cheng greeted him.

Jin Baogen had a smile on his face, “Mr.

Chen, I hope you haven’t been waiting too long?”

“Not at all, I just got here a little while ago,” Chen Cheng responded with a smile.

Jin Baogen took out a key from his pocket, “I’ve received the electronic bill of sale at noon.

According to our previous agreement, I should now return this key to you.”

Chen Cheng took it solemnly, “Mr.

Jin, the fact that you personally took the trouble to come here for this…I really appreciate it…”

Jin Baogen waved his hand, “Let’s not talk about that.

Besides, your business, Mr.

Chen, is my business, Jin Baogen.”

He added with a smile, “Actually, I didn’t come today just to deliver the key.”

“Oh?

Mr.

Jin, is there something else?”

Jin Baogen nodded and signaled to the driver.

The driver immediately opened the trunk and took out a rectangular object covered with red cloth.

Chen Cheng recognized at a glance that it was the signboard of Wanbao Hall.

Jin Baogen gently lifted a corner of the red cloth, exposing the strong and powerful calligraphy, “Look, I’ve brought you this plaque.

If you’re going to reopen, it’s indispensable.”

He paused, “This is what we call returning the item to its rightful owner.”

Chen Cheng’s eyes reddened; he touched the piece filled with human warmth, “Mr.

Jin, I will always remember this kindness of yours.”

Jin Baogen patted his shoulder, “Hey, I was just keeping it for you.

I knew that one day you would hang it back up.”

He smiled, “Come on, let’s open the door.”

Chen Cheng nodded, walked up to the door, and inserted the key into the lock.

Squeak~

As Chen Cheng slowly pushed open the great door of Wanbao Hall, a gust of air filled with the scent of old objects brushed against his face, mingled with faint dust and warm light.

The two entered the store, both filled with different emotions as they looked at the empty interior.

“It’s been over a year since it was last opened, and so much dust has accumulated,” Jin Baogen said, lightly wiping a pillar, as if searching for traces of the past.

Chen Cheng agreed, “Yes, time flies so fast.”

He turned to look at Jin Baogen, “Mr.

Jin, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome,” Jin Baogen said as he took out a cigarette, “Now that you’ve taken over Wanbao Hall again, do you plan to continue the antique business?”

Chen Cheng honestly shook his head, “Mr.

Jin, to be frank, I haven’t learned any of my grandfather’s skills.

Opening another antique shop isn’t very realistic.”

Jin Baogen nodded in understanding, “So what do you plan to do?”

“I want to turn Wanbao Hall into a small restaurant,” Chen Cheng continued: “I plan to set up a few tables here, and convert the storage room and junk room at the back into private rooms and a kitchen.”

“Hey, that’s quite a new approach.”

Jin Baogen nodded in approval, “After all, people should do what they excel at.

You can only make a profitable business within what you can control.”

He smiled and asked, “Can you cook?”

“My cooking skills are just good enough to feed myself,” Chen Cheng said with self-deprecating laughter, “It’s still far from being fit for sale.”

No sooner had Chen Cheng finished speaking than Xiao Meier, who had just finished serving lunch, appeared at the door.

“Xiao Cheng,” she called out.

Chen Cheng looked back and saw Xiao Meier.

He then said to Jin Baogen, “Mr.

Jin, the person with work on their hands has arrived.”

Jin Baogen squinted his eyes, sizing up Xiao Meier as she walked toward him.

“Aiya, I was wondering who it was!

It’s Xiao Er, eh!” He laughed heartily.

Xiao Meier nodded slightly, “Mr.

Jin.”

Jin Baogen, puffing on his cigarette, looked at the pair of young people before him, “Since you two have decided to open a restaurant, go ahead and do it well. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

I know about Xiao Er’s cooking skills; there definitely won’t be a problem.”

“Mr.

Jin flatters me.” Xiao Meier smiled lightly.

After finishing half a cigarette, Jin Baogen gestured for his driver to properly set up the sign, then he said to Chen Cheng: “Then I’ll be leaving.

When you open for business, I’ll come over for a drink.”

“I’ll see you out.”

After Chen Cheng and Xiao Meier saw Jin Baogen off to his car, they watched as the Land Cruiser slowly disappeared, then they returned to the shop.

Chen Cheng, hands on hips, looked around the dust-covered room, “Seems like we need to hire a professional cleaning team.”

Xiao Meier waved her hand dismissively, smiling, “Why spend that money when I can clean it myself?”

“Sister Er, are we saving even on this?”

Xiao Meier, still smiling, said: “Now that the door’s open, it means we’ve already incurred a debt of two million.

Though you secured one million in sponsorship, we are just starting out; we need to save where we can.”

She looked around the place, “Give me two days at most, I’ll have it all nice and clean!”

Chen Cheng took a deep breath, Xiao Meier had already turned and headed out the door.

“I’ll go back and fetch a mop, bucket, and rags.

Just wait here.”

With that, she jogged back to the noodle house.

“Sister Er, don’t you think…”

Watching her receding figure, Chen Cheng knew that the cost of initial cleaning would be another expense they couldn’t incur.

[Current Assets: 3,420,270 Yuan]

[Current Spending: 8,379.5/1,000,000]

“How come this money just won’t go down?” Chen Cheng looked at the panel’s figures, smiling wryly.

Just then, the phone rang.

Seeing it was Ding ChaoHui calling, Chen Cheng hurriedly answered.

“Ding Er.”

Ding ChaoHui said, “I’ve arranged for someone for you, tonight at 6 o’clock.”

Chen Cheng perked up, “What about the place?

Did you choose one?”

“Let’s have hot pot!” Ding ChaoHui responded, “I have made a reservation.

Get there early, there will be three of us on my side.”

“Then I will bring a bottle of mineral water filled with liquor.”

“You sure know how to do things!” Ding ChaoHui laughed, “Don’t bring too much, we won’t be able to drink a lot.”

Chen Cheng replied with a smile: “Having dinner with Ding Suo I’ve got to prepare completely, right?”

“Alright, alright, stop flattering me!

See you later.”

“See you.”

After chatting a bit more, they hung up.

Chen Cheng pondered for a while, feeling that bringing a woman to such a gathering is better for conversation and livens up the atmosphere, but he didn’t want Xiao Meier to do the work of accompanying eating and drinking.

“Forget it, better to just rent someone.” Chen Cheng made up his mind.

At that moment, Xiao Meier returned to Wanbao Hall with cleaning tools in hand.

“I’m going to see Li Dinger to sort out the license; he helped me arrange a meeting,” Chen Cheng told her.

“Alright, you go ahead,” Xiao Meier nodded in agreement, “Leave this side to me.”

“Take your time, and wait for me to do the high parts,” Chen Cheng crossed the threshold, “I won’t be back for dinner tonight.”

“Remember to eat some yogurt to line your stomach before you drink alcohol,” Xiao Meier said with concern, “Try to drink as little as possible; it’s not good for the stomach.”

Chen Cheng turned and smiled, “Don’t worry, with Li Dinger there, I won’t drink much!”