Lin Chuxia didn't expect Su Wensong to reply so quickly, "Brother Su, don't you need to think it over?"
"No need to think, you don't have to pay the rent, just pay me a salary."
Lin Chuxia only needed the east wing room, and might occasionally use the courtyard, they would still live in the main house which almost didn't affect their lives.
"That won't work, we have to keep things clear."
Both were headstrong, and finally, the monthly rent that Lin Chuxia offered of ten yuan was reduced to five, each making concessions.
"So when do we start working on the Bun Shop? What should I do now?"
Su Wensong felt full of energy, eager to get the Bun Shop up and running soon.
Lin Chuxia also thought the sooner the better, "First fix up the house, Brother Su, do you have paper and pen? I'll draw a blueprint, see if you can find workers to renovate according to my draft."
"Okay, just wait."
