Qin Siyang returned to the Guesthouse and immediately told the front desk that none of the rooms on the Tenth Floor were to be rented out to anyone else.
Once the current tenants' rental periods ended, they were to move out, and the rooms would be cleaned and left empty.
Qin Siyang counted on his fingers.
"One for me, one for Wen Shu and Grandmother Xu, and one for Little Zhao. Those three are free. One for Hu Chan and one for Yu Ziying-those two pay the usual rate. Two are empty. Gu Yunxuan might need one, and I'll decide what to do with the last one later."
"Looking at it that way, even though I have eight rooms, I can only collect rent for four. Feels like I'm losing out..."
Granted, all that money was pure profit, with no investment on his part.
But Qin Siyang still couldn't help feeling a pang.
He sighed in frustration. "I was too conservative when I fleeced that sucker just now. I should've told Chu Baxing it was a hundred silver coins a day."
With everything settled, Qin Siyang called Chu Baxing again and told him that the Guesthouse would have a room ready for him tomorrow.
Without waiting for Chu Baxing's response, Qin Siyang hung up.
The transaction had been recorded on video anyway. If Chu Baxing dared to back out, he would find a way to drag his name through the mud.
Mentally exhausted, Qin Siyang returned to his room.
Hu Chan had finished washing up and was sitting quietly on the sofa, looking at his phone.
The entire room was spotless, as though it had just been cleaned. There was barely any sign that anyone had even moved around inside.
Qin Siyang nodded inwardly. Hu Chan had a pretty good