After hanging up the phone.

Yang Zhengyu passed through a traffic light and went straight to the school gate.

Go to a Sichuan restaurant and open a small door.

Yang Zhengyu gradually approached. It was not the opening time and there was no one in the store.

He entered the store through the small door and asked, "Is the boss here?"

Boss He was sitting and stood up immediately when he saw Yang Zhengyu.

Opposite him, there was a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old.

The middle-aged man was carrying a white plastic insulated lunch box.

Hearing the sound, he turned to look at Yang Zhengyu, "What's the matter?"

Seeing this middle-aged man, Yang Zhengyu felt a little strange.

I have never seen this person before.

Landlords are collecting rent to get by, but the dragon never ends.

If life hadn't been unsatisfactory, it probably wouldn't have happened.

In front of me is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He has no hair on his head, his face is dark, his body is dark, and his clothes are a bit shabby.

It can be seen that this person is very tired after years of hard life.

His daughter's serious illness made him even worse. When he saw Yang Zhengyu, he couldn't laugh at all.

But then again, it would be difficult for anyone to be happy when encountering such a tragic situation. Yang Zhengyu sighed slightly in his heart.

"Boss, I'm here to buy your house!" Yang Zhengyu walked up to him.

"You?" The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Zhengyu curiously, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

Yang Zhengyu is too young, and he doesn’t look like a rich person, let alone someone who can afford to pay nearly 10 million.

"Kid, don't joke with me. I don't have time now." The middle-aged man immediately looked depressed.

He was very anxious about what he encountered. His daughter had leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant to cure it. Now he has found a suitable bone source, but the high price has almost stopped him. It is 500,000 yuan in the early stage, and he can't say how much it will cost in the later stage.
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He has no choice but to save his own flesh and blood, and after all calculations, the only way out is to sell the goods by selling them out.

There are also some people on the street who want to buy his house, but they all take advantage of it. They want to take this opportunity to buy his house at a low price.

His father built his house. It was very valuable according to the market value, but he was unwilling to sell it at a low price and needed money urgently. He almost turned his head over this worry. This time he heard that Yang Zhengyu could give him nearly ten million.

He was moved because he could pay it off in one lump sum.

But when he saw Yang Zhengyu, his eyes immediately showed a strong sense of disappointment. The young man in front of him probably didn't have the strength to spend nearly ten million. Maybe he was just a kid who talked a lot.

"I'm going to the hospital to take care of my daughter!" The shop owner stood up, with a normal expression, but with a layer of sadness. It seemed that he was about to agree to other people's conditions.

Is this apartment only worth 5 million? He really feels bad.

But there is no other way now, we can only do this.

Yang Zhengyu smiled faintly. He knew that the shopkeeper would think he was young. This was what Yang Zhengyu had thought of before he came. At this time, the shopkeeper also expressed it, and Yang Zhengyu was not surprised.

"If I remember correctly, your surname is Wei, right?"

The shop owner’s surname is Wei, and he is from the same hometown as Wang Bobo.

Yang Zhengyu had known Boss He before.

Relatively knowledgeable.

"Yes!" Boss Wei picked up the insulated lunch box on the table, "Goodbye student, I'm going to deliver food to my daughter. Today I have porridge that she likes to drink."

Yang Zhengyu put a bag of money on the table. This was the 20,000 yuan he had just withdrawn from the teller machine.

"Wait for me for a while, and my money will arrive soon. No matter how high the other bids are, please believe me!" Yang Zhengyu said lightly.

Boss Wei glanced at him and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I'm in a hurry for money."

Yang Zhengyu patted his 20,000 yuan and said, "The 20,000 yuan in this bag is the deposit I gave you. The other money can be settled tonight and I will send it to the hospital for you."

Boss Wei looked at Yang Zhengyu in disbelief. The college student in front of him was very confident, unlike ordinary students who were a little shy when meeting people.

Before, he would have given Yang Zhengyu a high look.

However, he still owes a loan shark more than 200,000 yuan for the early stage of chemotherapy, and he must pay it back in the near future.

Boss Wei followed Yang Zhengyu, looked at the little money, and felt a little disappointed in his eyes.

He smiled calmly, "I thought you could pay tonight. I'm pressed for time now and can't wait. My daughter will use the money tonight! Time is too tight!"

"I know. If I can get 400,000 yuan tonight, I will go to the hospital to give it to you." Yang Zhengyu insisted.

If you find Anan, you should be able to get 400,000. It won't be a big problem.

Boss Wei nodded, "Okay. Let's talk about it later." He dealt with it, but in his heart he didn't take Yang Zhengyu seriously. It seemed that Yang Zhengyu couldn't afford so much money.

Yang Zhengyu said goodbye to Boss Wei, feeling an indescribable sense of loss.

Boss Wei's attitude is always better than that of the previous people in the bank, and he will not look down on others. Because of this, Yang Zhengyu is not willing to let such a good person suffer.

After the landlord left, Yang Zhengyu chatted with Boss He.

Boss He whispered: "I heard that their family borrowed a loan of 200,000 yuan at a high interest rate. They need to pay it back as soon as possible. Otherwise, they will not be able to pay it back if the interest compounded."

"Oh? So there is such a thing." Yang Zhengyu thought about it and had an idea.

He sent a message to Anan, and Anan replied saying it was coming soon.

Yang Zhengyu waited for five minutes before Anan appeared at the door.

"Brother Yu, do you want to do business?" Anan sat next to Yang Zhengyu and gave Yang Zhengyu a cigarette.

Yang Zhengyu can smoke, but he has no craving for cigarettes, so he doesn’t smoke. But when others give it to him, he will still catch it.

Yang Zhengyu took the cigarette and leaned towards the fire, "I want to buy this house."

He said and pointed it out to Anan.

Anan's eyes followed Yang Zhengyu's fingers as he looked around the store.

There are people coming and going outside. Although it is summer, there are still some people on the pedestrian street.

"This building?" Anan looked at Yang Zhengyu in disbelief, "How much does it cost?"

"The price I negotiated with the boss is eight million."

"Brother Yu is so generous!" Anan was surprised, "Now the price in the urban area is basically more than 30,000 yuan per square meter, and the suburbs here are also more than 20,000 yuan."

Anan looked at the small building with a very professional eye, "I think the first floor of this building is 90 square meters. If you multiply 360 square meters by 20,000, it's only 7 million. You're really asking for 8 million."

"More."

Yang Zhengyu half-nodded and puffed out smoke, "I'm interested in the location here. In fact, I can rent it, but I haven't found a suitable location nearby."

Anan nodded, "Let's go then, time is tight. The bank is about to get off work. I just called a familiar boy and made an appointment for us."
Chapter completed!