Transmigrated into a Parvenu’s Ex-wife in the ‘90s

Chapter 312: She is not the kind of woman who you can woo with a pair of gold earrings. (2)

Shu Yan had no idea that Feng Zeyu was troubled over how to pursue her. She needed to make a trip over to Lao Zhang’s place. It almost July and Lao Zhang’s factory was getting ready for fall undergarments. They would have to stop working on Shu Yan’s other projects for the time being.

In addition, they had agreed on collecting dividends every 6 months. So, part of the reasons they asked Shu Yan to visit was to give her her share.

“These are money that you have made taking on extra projects. They have nothing to do with me.” Shu Yan did not want to take a portion of their supplemental income.

“We can’t do that. We must do what is right. You own 20% of the factory so this is what is rightfully yours. We will not fudge it,” said Lao Zhang solemnly.

They had been working on extra projects for the first half of the year. Deducting wages and utilities, there was still 235,000 yuan remaining. Shu Yan said she contributed nothing so they should take more as their wages. Finally, they divided up 200,000 yuan and Shu Yan received 40,000 yuan.

After putting away her 40,000 yuan, Shu Yan chitchatted a little more with them and headed home.

“Lao Hu came looking for you earlier.” Aunty had seen Lao Hu a couple of times and recognized him.

“I know.” Shu Yan called up Lao Hu. “I had to head over the factory. I heard you are looking for me.”

“Yes, didn’t you ask me to look for a storefront for you last time?” Lao Hu just reached home and was sweaty.

“You found one?” A good storefront didn’t come by easily. Shu Yan had been looking since the beginning of the year and had yet to find one that she liked.

“No, not a storefront but I have a house for sale and I want to offer you the first right of refusal.” Lao Hu felt that it was a good house and not one that everyone can afford. So he figured he would reach out to Shu Yan first.

“House? What kind of a house?” Sure enough, Shu Yan’s interest was piqued.

“The traditional kind. Two stories with yards in front and back. It’s older but the owner maintained it very well and it looks pretty new. The stuff inside is tidy as well. It’s not too far from your place. Walking distance.” Lao Hu described it to her simply.

There were certainly few a few courtyards like that around where she lived. Shu Yan had thought about that in the past. She had asked around but nobody was in the market to sell.

“Do we know why they are selling?” It was important to find out the details for houses like these. Otherwise, a lot of troubles might follow later on.

“Would you like me to come over and talk to you in person?” asked Lao Hu.

Shu Yan took a look at the time and said, “Why don’t I come over to your place? We can even go check out the place.”

Lao Hu’s place wasn’t far from Shu Yan’s, just 5~6-minute walk. Lao Hu looked like he saw the God of Wealth when he saw Shu Yan. He walked up to her with a big smile and offered her tea.

“The landlord has just one daughter and she got married overseas after studying abroad. She had a child a year ago and the landlord and his wife went over to help her out. Their plan was to stay there for a couple of months but now they don’t want to part with their daughter and grandchild and their daughter doesn’t want them to leave either so they decided to stay over there. The house they are living in is a bit on the smaller side so they figure they will sell this one and move to a bigger house over there. The house is a nice house. They would not otherwise put it up for sale if it wasn’t for their daughter.” Lao Hu had already taken a look at the house. Truth be told, even he was tempted.

That story sounded particularly familiar. Shu Yan thought about it and asked, “Is this located in Xia Zhuang Village?”

“Eh? How do you know that?” Lao Hu gave Shu Yan a dubious look. Did someone beat him to Shu Yan? That didn’t make any sense either. He was the only broker in this area.