"Here is a hundred thousand dollars in cash—I'll take over the shop."
The next day, Xu Musen came to the milk tea shop with a hundred thousand dollars in cash.
The owner watched the thick stack of bills and glanced at his milk tea shop, sighing with emotion.
After all, he had worked here for so many years—leaving suddenly was indeed a bit hard to bear.
"Alright, I'll contact a moving company right now."
The owner took out his phone, thinking he might still get some money for the milk tea equipment.
"No need to call, actually, I would like to ask for your help with something."
Xu Musen said, taking out another ten thousand yuan and placing it on top.
"What's this?"
"Actually, I want to continue operating this milk tea shop. I've already applied for the business license, but it will take some time. During this period, I'd like to continue using your documents to run the business. I'll take the milk tea equipment as well—what do you think?"
Xu Musen said with a smile.