Chapter 1: The Haunted Shop
As soon as the word "haunted" came out, I noticed that Zhao Wei's face changed suddenly.
He looked at me, didn't speak for a long time, and the cigarette ash in his hand burned for a long time, until it fell on the table, and Zhao Wei hurriedly spread it out.
"How do you know?" He leaned over and asked me.
"Leave this alone, tell me what the hell is going on?" I say.
He frowned: "You're not here to rent a shop?" β
I whispered, "No, I'm a ghost hunter." β
Zhao Wei sat up straight, stared at me for a long time, and finally told me what happened before this shop:
A few years ago, this commercial area was opened, and the price of the shop was tens of thousands of square meters, although it was expensive, Zhao Wei felt that this lot should be very easy to rent, so he spent a lot of money to buy the best one.
The business district used to be a snack street, and white-collar workers from nearby office buildings often come here for lunch.
Later, the land was expropriated and expanded into a commercial area, and many of the previous small restaurants were moved, and after the completion of the construction, new restaurants opened here, and it was cleaner and more hygienic than the previous snack street.
After receiving the house, Zhao Wei rented him out very smoothly, and the rental and sales were very satisfied with him, and it was not as good as being a landlord to do business these days, and the money of the boss was the best to make.
But it didn't take long for the owner of the shop to come and quit the lease, when he found Zhao Wei, his face was very ugly, when he rented this shop, but he competed with several people, and just for decoration, he spent a lot of money.
Now, he is willing to quit the lease and compensate a large amount of liquidated damages and not rent, which makes Zhao Wei very puzzled.
But whether to rent or not is someone else's freedom, as a landlord, Zhao Wei doesn't have much to say, anyway, he doesn't lose anything.
After the shop was put out, it didn't take long for someone to rent it, and soon the restaurant opened again after the price was negotiated.
Like the last experience, it didn't take long for the tenant to find Zhao Wei again and say that he wanted to quit the rent.
This time, Zhao Wei was a little stunned, he asked the other party what happened, and the tenant simply said that there was a ghost in the shop and would not rent it.
Before this, Zhao Wei was an atheist, and he didn't believe in ghosts and gods anyway.
He felt that these people had just been doing it for a while, and when he found that the business was not doing well, he found an excuse to quit the rent.
Anyway, the contract is in front, and Zhao Wei will not lose a penny in accordance with the contract.
After a while, the shop kept being rented out, and people kept coming to quit the rent, and every time the reason given by others was that there was a problem in the shop.
At first, Zhao Wei thought it was an excuse, but after a long time, he also went to his shop in the hotel and found that the business there was really good, and it was like a market.
But these merchants would always come to him when the business was at its best, saying that they wanted to quit the lease, which made him really not understand what was wrong with it.
In the end, the house has been empty, and there are other merchants who want to rent it, and seeing that it has only been a short time, so many bosses have changed, probably because this shop is not suitable for business.
Businessmen were superstitious, and gradually the place became vacant.
The shop can't be rented, it's a loss for Zhao Wei, once the shop is empty, those utilities and property management fees for the shared land still have to be paid, not to mention that he borrowed a lot of money from the bank to buy this shop, and he can't pay less interest.
He panicked, and the rent dropped again and again.
People's mentality is often like this, obviously Zhao Wei is the best shop here, but no one comes to rent anymore, and the people who want to rent this shop don't dare to start when they inquire about the reasons why the tenants moved out before, so this place has been vacant, and until now, it has been vacant for more than a year.
Hearing this, I probably already understood.
Zhao Wei took a sip of tea: "Originally, I didn't believe that there were ghosts, but everyone said so, and they would rather pay a high amount of compensation than move out, which made me have to waver." β
I looked around, the inner hall of this shop is very good, more than five meters high, the decoration is the best material, Chinese solid wood, and the hall is very positive, very suitable for catering.
My parents are in catering, and after they passed away, my uncle's family continued to do it, and I have seen it in this industry for many years.
Just like Zhang Mingming's snack bar, the courtyard is too narrow, the inside is too deep, and if you don't look carefully at the door, you can't see that it is a restaurant at all, and you can't set up a table at the door.
But Zhao Wei is different here, he is indeed an expert, and he has a good set of assets purchased.
His shop, whether it is the location, the faΓ§ade, or the inner hall, is the best choice for catering, and it stands to reason that such a shop should be very sought-after.
"They say there are ghosts here, have you really seen them?" I asked Zhao Wei.
He shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but my son has seen it!" β
"Your son?"
Zhao Wei's son, after graduating from high school, his grades were not very good, but it didn't matter, he went directly abroad to study in Australia. After returning to China, he didn't think much of those thousands of dollars a month's work.
Seeing that there was an empty shop at home, he told his father that he might as well try to start a business.
Zhao Wei didn't agree with it at first, after all, a nouveau riche like him doesn't really need how much money his son can make, he just needs to have an identity, he has always wanted his son to be a white-collar worker, so when others ask, he feels that there is light on his face.
But his son didn't want to be restrained, so he pestered him and said that he was going to start a business, and Zhao Wei thought that the shop was empty anyway, so he agreed.
Everything was ready-made, and a few chefs and workers were hired, and my son's restaurant opened.
Looking at his son's look of hesitation, Zhao Wei felt faintly uneasy, he glanced into the store, and always felt that something was swimming inside.
Sure enough, less than a month later, something went wrong.
But this time the problem was more serious than before, the previous tenant just said that it was haunted and clamored to quit the rent, and this time, it was his son who had an accident.
His son, who came back from studying abroad, has a mental problem.
When he arrived at the store, his son was curled up on the floor alone, not laughing, not crying.
The workers and chefs around him all looked at him, but none of them dared to step forward, because he had a kitchen knife in his hand and slashed desperately at the air.
When the doctor came, he was given a tranquilizer before he was carried into the car.
Now my son is still in the hospital, and he has not come out, and when he sees people, he screams, saying that there are ghosts, as if he has encountered something terrible.
Every time he went to the hospital to see his son, Zhao Wei felt very guilty, he thought that it was the things in this shop that made his son have an accident.