Wang Xiaoliang hung up and turned to ask Xie Hui, "Where's that stall that was up for transfer just now?"
"Toward the back of the middle section." Xie Hui took out his phone and checked his notes. "But the location wasn't really the issue. His food tasted pretty average, the hygiene wasn't great, and he wasn't quick enough with his hands. The whole stall looked a mess."
"Call that new vendor from just now and tell him not to come."
Xie Hui froze.
"I'll take it. Get the old stallholder back here now. I'll talk to him in person."
"Huh? You're kidding. You're going to run a stall?"
"Make the call."
Xie Hui stared at him with an exaggerated expression for a few seconds, then lowered his head and dialed.
The old stallholder returned quickly. When he learned that Wang Xiaoliang was taking over, with Xie Hui overseeing the rent, he didn't inflate the price of his own losses either.
Wang Xiaoliang didn't bargain. He even added five hundred.
The old stallholder hadn't expected that outcome.
Xie Hui called Cui Wanqiu and asked her to prepare a transfer agreement and a lease.
Cui Wanqiu worked quickly. She already had contract templates saved, so she made a few adjustments and printed them out. Before long, she brought them down from the second floor, along with the seal and ink pad. The old stallholder stood watching, his mouth moving a couple of times without saying anything, probably wondering, Is this place going to get popular again?
He lifted the pen to sign, holding it above the paper for two or three seconds.
But he signed anyway.
Wang Xiaoliang took the agreement, signed it, and transferred the money.
He signed the other lease just as briskly.
Li Le was listed as Party B,