Don't be too sweet

Chapter 473 She Doesn't Believe It's a Coincidence! (five)
Chapter 473 She Doesn't Believe It's a Coincidence! (five)

"What?" He Guangming was a little confused?

Although He Guangming was talking to the middle-aged man, his busy work did not stop.

Another bowl of noodles was put into the pot, and the time was controlled, and it was salvaged. On the side, He Leiluo helped to prepare soup bowls, etc., made noodles and served them to the guests.

"Yesterday after you bought that storefront, there were women's cries and ghost screams, getting louder and louder! I'm sitting in the back house, and I can't take it anymore!"

The middle-aged man covered his head with his hands in pain.

"Well, what then?" He Shanshan put aside the matter of the fish ball stall and walked over, looking at the middle-aged man with scrutiny in her big eyes.

They just bought the three storefronts yesterday, and then someone came to the door today, saying that the haunted storefronts were even more haunted.

--Is this a coincidence?

No, she didn't believe it was a coincidence!

When the middle-aged man looked at He Shanshan, his eyes lit up, and when he met He Shanshan's eyes that were so clear, as if they could reveal all the filth in the world, guilt flashed in his eyes.

He Shanshan happened to be looking at him, so seeing his guilty conscience, she felt that something was wrong.

——Why is he guilty?

"Look... What are you going to do? I really can't stand it..." The middle-aged man looked confused and helpless, not knowing what to do.

"How about this, we also paid for the back house connected to the store?" He Shanshan thought suddenly, and deliberately put forward an opinion.

"No, my house was passed down from my older generation, how can I sell it!" The middle-aged man shook his head desperately.

He Shanshan rolled her eyes and understood.

"Oh," He Shanshan nodded, "then we have nothing to do."

"You... Aren't you the owners of those three stores?! Isn't it up to you to resolve this matter?!" The middle-aged man turned his head to stare at He Guangming and asked loudly.

"Don't interfere with our business, or I won't be polite to you," He Shanshan said with a low face, having decided not to be polite to this person anymore.

The middle-aged man looked at the delicate and soft He Shanshan in disbelief. He never thought that it would be He Shanshan who threatened him to leave in the end!
——This delicate girl, could it be that she took the wrong script? !
He Shanshan thought of the whip she didn't have, and she wanted to buy a whip again, alas...

Without a whip, it's not easy to whip someone, alas...

"Please leave," He Guangming made a "please" gesture casually, and the work in his hands still did not stop.

He Leiluo nodded: "Please leave!"

"This is the street, not your place. Where I like to stand is my business! You don't care," the middle-aged man said smugly.

"Oh," He Guangming replied, ignoring the middle-aged man.

The customer was still ordering, but couldn't help but ask: "Could you really buy the ghost shop on Maoer Street?"

"Yes, I bought it," He Leiluo nodded, put down the bowl and left.

"Don't worry about your family. That place is not suitable for opening a shop. An accident in three or two days is not the place to open a shop!"

There are also well-meaning people who persuaded He Guangming and the others.

He Guangming smiled helplessly: "I have already bought it, so let's do it first."

"If you open the noodle shop there, we may not dare to eat such delicious noodles in the future," some customers also put forward their own ideas.

It is common sense for ordinary people to keep a distance from ghosts and gods.

"You pretty little girl, if you dare to move there, be careful of being crushed by ghosts!" The middle-aged man who hadn't spoken just now suddenly said this.

He Shanshan couldn't help opening her eyes wide, showing surprise.

--what?
(End of this chapter)