Dead Set in His Ways

He gave himself away at the first test!

Zhou Chenglei gave him a cool look. "You really don't know who tore down the red paper at my stall?"

The administrator said, "I don't know. I didn't see it. I guess someone tore it down while I was off work. Comrade, do you want me to help you find someone to rent it? A stall only costs one yuan. I guarantee I can find someone to rent your stall! The red paper, brush, ink, and paste you bought cost more than one yuan altogether! I'm only trying to save you money. Otherwise, you'll put it up, the wind will blow it down again, and when will your shop ever get rented out, huh? The sooner it's rented, the sooner you can collect rent! A stall here can rent for fifty to a hundred yuan a month now! The sooner you rent it out, the sooner you'll make money. Otherwise, every extra day you leave it vacant will cost you more than one yuan!"

He really had been the one to tear down the red paper. Naturally, his goal was to make money.

Starting this month, people had been coming every day to rent stalls, and that was when he had come up with this scheme!

The market was huge. There were a thousand units, as well as storefronts. He could earn one yuan per stall and five yuan per shop. If every stall and shop were rented out, he could make more than a thousand yuan!

What easy money!

He had already made more than a hundred yuan during this period!

"No need!" Zhou Chenglei glanced at him and turned to leave.

Watching him go, the administrator pursed his lips. "He won't even pay one yuan? With that kind of stinginess,