Chapter 949

Yan Aohan took a sip of wine and continued, "This house is quite nice, with fairly complete facilities. The upper floor has four rooms, while the lower floor has a living room, a study, a kitchen, and a small room. Both floors have bathrooms. About a twenty-minute walk from here, I also have a large storefront with three entrances, covering an area of about four hundred square meters. If Uncle Shun Yao likes it, I can transfer everything to him."

Hearing Yan Aohan’s words, Zhu Yanyi smiled. She knew she was looking out for her family, and she was being careful to protect Uncle Shun Yao’s dignity.

There were still many houses in the capital, but properties in good locations were becoming scarce. Most were held by powerful people who didn’t care about making money; they just hoarded them to watch the real estate market.

Yan Aohan bought houses simply because he wanted to, so Zhu Yanyi didn’t even know how many he owned.

"What is the price?" Zhu Shun Yao asked. He also understood that Yan Aohan was helping them, but since it was being sold to him, he wouldn’t say much.

Yan Aohan smiled. "I didn’t spend much when I bought that small villa. It only cost two thousand yuan. If Uncle Shun Yao wants it, that’s the price."

"When did you buy it?" Zhu Shun Yao didn’t agree immediately but asked instead.

"Ten years ago," Yan Aohan answered honestly, without hiding anything.

Zhu Shun Yao glared at Yan Aohan, looking as if he were scolding him for being wasteful. "How can the price ten years ago be the same as today? Not just in the capital, but even in our Sicheng Town, a small plot of land cost fifty yuan ten years ago, but now it costs five thousand. That’s a hundred times more! If you paid two thousand ten years ago, it’s worth at least two hundred thousand now." He added, "Little Yan, Uncle knows you’re looking out for me, but I can’t let you suffer a loss, right? At two thousand yuan, you would definitely lose out."

"Uncle Shun Yao, you can’t calculate it that way. If someone else wanted to buy it, I wouldn’t sell it for two hundred thousand, or even five hundred thousand. But you are my elder. How could I make money off you?" Yan Aohan said seriously, looking as if they were already family. "Besides, once you come to the capital, you’ll need money for everything. How could you give it all to me at once?" he complained slightly.

"I still can’t let you lose out," Zhu Shun Yao insisted, believing two thousand was absolutely not enough.

"Then how much do you plan to pay for the storefront?" Zhu Yanyi interrupted directly.

Yan Aohan smiled faintly. "When I bought it, the price was twenty-five yuan per square meter. If you want it, it’s the same price."

Zhu Shun Yao’s eyes widened. "You are wasteful." His expression of disappointment nearly made Zhu Yanyi laugh out loud.

Zhu Yanyi coughed lightly and smiled. "Father, really? Others would be happy to take advantage, but you’re scolding Brother Yan for being wasteful."

"Tell me, is he wasteful or not? A storefront in the capital for twenty-five yuan per square meter? He has the nerve to say that," Zhu Shun Yao said, truly dissatisfied, and glared at Yan Aohan again.

Before Yan Aohan could speak, Zhu Yanyi spoke up again. "How about you listen to my suggestion?"

"Ani’s suggestion must be good. Tell us quickly," Zhu Shun Yao instantly became a daughter-obsessed father.