After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1259 657: Shattering a Woman's Fantasy_2

Chen Feng frowned: "Isn't each party responsible for their own taxes?"The female owner replied casually: "Legally speaking, that's correct, but nowadays, when selling shops, it's basically the buyer who pays all the taxes."

Chen Feng frowned and asked: "Then the taxes add up to at least two hundred thousand, right?"

"I'm not really sure, but it should be around there. What do you think? If you agree, we can sign the contract and transfer the ownership today."

"That's not acceptable." Chen Feng's tone turned cold, "Each party pays their own taxes. If you agree, I'll buy it; if not, I'll look elsewhere."

"You'd better think it over. My shop is in high demand, someone asked about the price just yesterday and was interested in buying it."

"Alright, I've stated my terms. If you're willing, sell it; if not, then forget it."

Chen Feng said bluntly and hung up the phone directly.

She's been spoiled; it's not like he must buy her shop. Legally, it's stated that both the buyer and seller pay their own taxes, yet she still wants him to pay. That makes no sense.

He had bought shops before, and he currently owns three. One is in Lu City, rented out to Lin Yujiao for a clothing store, and the other two are in Xiu Zhou. When he bought them, each party paid their own taxes. This female owner was obviously lying and trying to fool him, treating him like an idiot.

Moreover, he had quoted two million, which equals sixteen thousand six hundred per square meter, which isn't low. The housing prices in Yuelou Town generally don't exceed eight thousand per square meter, equating to double the housing price.

"You underestimated the taxes just now; at a price of two million, the combined taxes for both parties would be around three hundred thousand, if not more."

Zhao Zixuan suddenly reminded him.

Chen Feng, having bought shops three times before, only calculated the buyer's taxes, not the seller's. But he imagined the seller's taxes were likely higher than the buyer's.

The combined taxes for both parties wasn't insignificant money.

"Thanks, I know now." Chen Feng nodded and then said, "It's getting late, I'll treat you to a meal, let's head upstairs and see what's good to eat."

There were plenty of restaurants on the second and third floors of the mall, and it was about noon. Chen Feng planned to treat her to a meal before sending her back.

"Sure, I'll let you treat me this time. Next time you're in Shanghai, I'll treat you."

Zhao Zixuan agreed readily, not being overly polite. Her ability to adjust her emotions was strong; she had already pushed down the previous gloomy mood, and she seemed no different than when they had just arrived at the mall.

Thus, they headed upstairs and walked around the second floor, eventually choosing Haidilao. Regardless of the taste, at least they wouldn't encounter gutter oil, and it was hygienic, with impeccable service.

After ordering, Zhao Zixuan said: "I plan to return to Shanghai tomorrow. If you ever come to Shanghai, remember to reach out to me, I'll give you a proper tour and treat you to a meal."

Zhao Zixuan's offer was kind, and Chen Feng didn't refuse, nodding: "Alright, if I get the chance to go to Shanghai, I'll contact you."

"It's a deal then." Zhao Zixuan gave him a sweet smile.

"By the way, I heard you're working at a venture capital company now, what exactly do you do?"

Chen Feng asked casually.

Zhao Zixuan calmly said: "I'm just a junior investment manager now, mostly running errands and assisting the big bosses."

Chen Feng laughed: "Running errands with a million-a-year salary, I'd want to do that too."

Zhao Zixuan also laughed: "Sure, if you want, I can help you get in, be your mentor."

Chen Feng had to shrug: "Just joking, I don't know anything about venture capital or finance."

"I was joking too. How could someone as successful as you be interested in a million-a-year salary?"

Chen Feng nodded without modesty: "That's true."

They couldn't help but glance at each other and laugh.

If they were just ordinary friends, they would actually be quite compatible; able to chat well together and with good rapport.

Chen Feng chatted with her casually, and Zhao Zixuan, looking calm, conversed back. The conversation flowed smoothly, and time passed quickly as the dishes they ordered arrived one by one.

The two chatted while eating; the atmosphere was very congenial, and the dishes they ordered tasted pretty decent, satisfying both of them.

When they came out of a certain place, Chen Feng didn't really want to send her back so early. After all, they had a good chat, and talking with her didn't require much effort. She easily grasps the meaning behind the words, even catching on to some jokes, which was very reassuring.

It gave him a feeling of understanding.

"Let's play some arcade games. I haven't played for years," Zhao Zixuan suggested.

Chen Feng was thinking about spending more time with her, so he immediately agreed, "Sure, let's play some arcade games."

They went to the arcade on the third floor. Chen Feng exchanged five hundred yuan for game coins, and both of them went on a spree in the arcade.

Zhao Zixuan was having a great time, like a young girl, without pretending to be prim and proper, which inadvertently reminded Chen Feng of Qin Xiaorou, who was abroad now; that crazy girl also loved arcade games.

Of course, compared to Qin Xiaorou, it was undoubtedly more fun to play with Zhao Zixuan, who was of the same age.

After exhausting all the game coins, more than two hours had passed, and Zhao Zixuan was tired, so she didn't continue playing. As they stepped out of the arcade, Chen Feng found a nearby milk tea shop, and they sat on the chairs by the door, sipping milk tea while chatting about the arcade games. Zhao Zixuan's laughter was ceaseless, attracting many amazed glances from passing men.

After finishing the milk tea in about ten minutes, Zhao Zixuan stood up and said, "Let's go."

Both of them tacitly took the elevator down to the underground parking lot and got into Chen Feng's car.

"Directly back to Qingpu?" Chen Feng asked while starting the car.

"Yes, otherwise? Do you have anything else?" Zhao Zixuan countered.

Chen Feng quickly shook his head, "No. Then I'll drive you back."

Zhao Zixuan laughed, "You're not reluctant to part with me, are you?"

"No way!" Chen Feng immediately denied, "I just feel it's still early, and I promised to take you out, but we only wandered around this mall, which feels a bit inadequate."

"In that case, drive me around more. Preferably somewhere scenic, or tourist spots where I can take some photos for memories."

"Sure, I'll take you there right away."

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt reinvigorated, driving her first to the big roundabout little square on Revitalization Road, a landmark in Yuelou Town, where there's a tall lighthouse. It's a great spot for commemorative photos.

Then Chen Feng took her to Yuelou Town's cultural and sports square, which was spacious and well landscaped, though man-made, but also great for photography.

Chen Feng's knowledge of Yuelou Town was limited; he only knew these two representative places.

Afterwards, Chen Feng drove her back to Qingpu Town, wandering several places he knew well in Qingpu Town, mostly places he used to take Wu Mengting to, and now revisiting them with her.

By the time Chen Feng was about to drop her off at Yu Hongfen's house, the sky had already darkened.

The car parked at Yu Hongfen's doorstep, with Yu Hongfen already waiting there. Seeing Chen Feng's car pull up, she hurriedly came over with concern, asking, "Why did you come back so late?"

"Had fun, so came back a bit later."

After Zhao Zixuan replied, she opened the door and got out of the car, bending over and turning her head to look at Chen Feng inside the car. She waved goodbye, "Goodbye, old classmate. My flight's tomorrow afternoon, so you don't need to see me off or bid farewell again."

Chen Feng was silent for two seconds before nodding and muffledly saying, "Alright, I won't see you off tomorrow, wishing you a safe journey."

Zhao Zixuan smiled at him, waved again, and stood up, taking Yu Hongfen's arm and turning to leave.

Watching her figure go further away, Chen Feng felt somewhat bittersweet. They had a lot of fun this afternoon, and he had no idea when they might meet again.

If they meet again, she may have married someone else and might even have children.

If Chen Feng were still the same simple man from before, he might have accepted her, or even pursued her actively.

But now he can't go back, so he could only extinguish her fantasies about him, turning her into a friend, not a girlfriend.

Life among people is filled with all sorts of regrets and reluctances.

But it's something every adult has to endure.