Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 668 - 666: Buying a Shop, Receiving Gifts

The girl with the colorful acne pieced together the story from her would-be father-in-law’s words and realized that Lin Wanwan was actually Liang Zhenxiang’s last disciple. Remembering her earlier boasting at the dinner table, her face grew hot with embarrassment and anger as she glared at Lin Wanwan.

If looks could kill, Lin Wanwan would’ve been riddled with holes by now.

But Lin Wanwan wasn’t about to bother with someone who’s muddle-headed. From what the girl said at dinner, Lin Wanwan knew she was a vain, stupid, and illogical person, hardly worth talking to.

Gu Jingyu finished entertaining guests and returned from the hall, learning that Lin Wanwan had treated her son’s intestinal colic, feeling endlessly grateful.

Lin Wanwan looked at Gu Jingyu, who had reverted to her pre-pregnancy weight, and said, "It’s nothing, just a coincidence. But I have to go back to the Ancient City today, so I won’t be able to see Chenchen personally. You should find that Dr. Chen; I’ve left the Moxibustion Package with him."

"Wanwan, you’re so impressive. You decided to learn traditional medicine and actually apprenticed under a famous doctor. So, are you going to become a doctor in the future?" Gu Jingyu was genuinely impressed with Lin Wanwan’s initiative.

"We’ll see, but I’ll open up a herbal medicine store, and when I’m qualified, I’ll open a clinic."

"That would be fantastic, I’ll come to you for medical advice then," Gu Jingyu said with a smile.

The two shared a few more words, and then a baby’s cry echoed from upstairs. This time the cry wasn’t shrill, it was simply a normal hunger call.

Gu Jingyu quickly changed her shoes to head upstairs, "Wanwan, why don’t you come up and sit for a while."

"No, I have things to do and need to leave now."

"Then come back for dinner later."

"I won’t be coming back; you should go tend to the child. I’m flying back to the Ancient City tonight; my studies aren’t over yet," Lin Wanwan explained with a smile.

"Okay, okay, drive safely. I won’t send you off. Let’s meet up the next time you’re back in Yongcheng."

"Mhm, you should hurry upstairs, the kid’s ravenous," Lin Wanwan waved, urging Gu Jingyu to go.

The latter waved back at her and hurried up the stairs, "thud thud thud".

Lin Wanwan took her medical case and drove towards Times City under the watchful eyes of Gu Jingyu’s relatives.

The Times City project is a comprehensive development under Times Group’s real estate company investment, located in the new district, covering about 600,000 square meters.

It neighbors the city forest park, with products including mid-rise buildings, high-rise buildings, townhouses, mansions, and shops.

Su Yanwei chose the shop for Lin Wanwan because he saw that there were more than 3,000 households, providing a solid base and ensuring popularity.

When Lin Wanwan arrived, she met Su Yanwei and immediately looked at two community storefronts facing the street. They were 6 meters tall, providing space for a second floor.

One unit had just become vacant, while the other was still under lease.

Lin Wanwan found renting a hassle, and since everything else seemed similar, she decided to buy the vacant unit.

This unit had a building area of 352.74 square meters, and the homeowner asked for 7.4 million.

Since Su Yanwei leveraged connections to find the listing and contact the owner, without heavy agent commissions, the siblings could easily negotiate and bargain the price to 7.3 million, saving a full hundred thousand.

After deciding, Lin Wanwan immediately called Tan Qinghui, asking him to help with the contract signing.

Though real estate agents could handle these matters, just having them facilitate contract signing and transfer wasn’t expensive. On the contrary, hiring a lawyer would cost more.

These second-hand commercial property purchase contracts are fixed format agreements; primarily concerning price and location, the buyer and seller can handle it themselves, with lawyers not offering much additional value.

Since Lin Wanwan had employed Tan Qinghui’s firm as a legal consultant with fixed annual consultation fees and discounted other costs, she naturally chose to involve him.

It’s better to make this money for her own cooperating units than for real estate agents.

Yongtang has been open for nearly a year since its launch last October until this August.

The embroidery pieces, Hanfu needing collaboration with modern non-heritage successors and the Embroidery Workshop, have higher costs, while the goods transported from Great Tang were practically complete profit.

She runs a sole proprietorship, meaning all these profits are hers personally, making it no problem to pull out over seven hundred thousand cash.

Now Lin Wanwan had two embroideresses from the Tang Palace, whose works she priced high, following a premium route.

If everything goes smoothly, her goal of netting one million each month is fully achievable, so she doesn’t skimp on spending.

For shops! Especially ones like Times City’s community storefronts, they’re worth investing in, buying won’t lose money!

After making her decision, Lin Wanwan signed the contract to pay in full upfront. She didn’t even consider loans.

Owning the Space-Time Bracelet, her cash flow was exceedingly healthy, why let banks earn that loan interest?

She had no ambitions for rapid expansion, didn’t need loans for leveraged growth. Slow and steady, she would eventually be a millionaire with cash flow exceeding the billions.

Who else could profit so handsomely except herself!

After signing the contract and paying the deposit, and transferring fifty thousand as a fatigue fee to Su Yanwei, Lin Wanwan brought Wealth home.

"Yes, I see sunshine everywhere, happiness floats above the city."

En route home, Lin Wanwan’s phone rang; she answered via Bluetooth headset, hearing Lu Shouyue’s deep voice.

"Wanwan, where are you now? I’m back in Yongcheng."

"I’m on my way home now."

"Alright, I’ll come to your house. Let’s catch a movie, then have barbecue at Lao Jie’s tonight, how about that?"

"Next time, I’ve got a ticket for a flight to the Ancient City tonight, time’s too tight."

Lu Shouyue decisively said, "Cancel the ticket, come with me on a private flight tomorrow morning instead."

"Huh, didn’t you need to go to Hong Kong Island for the auction these days? Not going?"

"Mm, we’ll discuss when we meet, you drive safely."

"Oh, alright, I’m hanging up, bye-bye."

Lin Wanwan parked the car when she got home, let Wealth out to play for a bit, and Lu Shouyue arrived.

Today, he wore a white T-shirt with a flashy pattern on the back paired with ripped jeans. Seeing Lin Wanwan, he smilingly handed over a bag: "Wanwan, here, my mom asked me to bring this to you."

"What is it?" Lin Wanwan stood up and took the bag.

"Clothes."

Lin Wanwan opened the bag to find a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, and immediately laughed: "These match the one you’re wearing, right? Are the patterns drawn by Aunt Ye?"

Lu’s mother owns a gallery and even has shares in SV. She frequently prints her art on T-shirts for sale.

Lu Shouyue laughed too: "Yes, it’s hers, co-branded with SV. Mm, the jeans were chosen by me, they just happened to have a women’s style. All sanitized, Wanwan, do you want to try them on?"

"Okay."

Lin Wanwan had worn a comfortable solid colored cotton-linen dress to attend the baby’s hundred-day celebration.

Lu Shouyue suggested she try on the clothes and even mentioned they’d been sanitized, clearly wanting them to wear matching outfits.

For Lin Wanwan, it was just tossing an extra dress into the washing machine, didn’t matter.