Chapter 593: The Motorcycle is Stolen?

Chapter 593: The Motorcycle is Stolen?

Bai Zhi is a straightforward person, which makes Lao Xia very satisfied.

"Comrade Xiaobai, are you really willing to accept this price?" Old Xia looked at Bai Zhi again to confirm.

Bai Zhi nodded earnestly, "Since you said you urgently need the money, I won't haggle. Everyone has their difficulties."

Thank you for your understanding.

Old Xia looked at Ye Qingbai standing next to her and asked, "You seem like a straightforward person. Is this your boyfriend? In that case, let's sign the contract as soon as possible. You said it's a shop you found for your elders, so whose name should be on the contract?"

“Just write my name.” Bai Zhi then corrected her relationship with Ye Qingbai, “This is my brother. My wife couldn’t come today because she had something to do.”

Upon hearing that the two siblings had come together, and that Bai Zhi was also married, Lao Xia's trust in them increased even more.

He nodded and solemnly reminded them, "Then we need to make it clear that if we rent the shop to you, you must operate a legal business and not do anything illegal or disorderly."

"Don't worry about that. We run a traditional Chinese medicine shop. My maternal grandfather practices medicine there, and I am the legal representative of the clinic."

Upon hearing Bai Zhi's introduction, Old Xia looked at them with suspicion, "Are you doctors?"

Bai Zhi replied, "Yes, my maternal grandfather is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and I have been learning traditional Chinese medicine from him for many years. We plan to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic here."

Old Xia's expression shifted slightly upon hearing their words.

I wanted to ask something, but I just nodded.

"In that case, let's finalize the contract as soon as possible."

"Okay, can we draft the contract and sign it today?" Bai Zhi was even more eager than Lao Xia.

However, his suggestion was politely declined by Lao Xia, who said, "Tomorrow, I have to go home now. My home is in the alley behind the shop. Come find me at 2 pm tomorrow to sign the contract."

Old Xia looked at Bai Zhi and said, "Please put down a deposit today. This shop is now reserved for you. I won't allow anyone else to ask me for it."

"OK."

Bai Zhi took 100 yuan out of her pocket.

"Boss Xia, I only have 100 yuan in my pocket, is that alright?"

Old Xia nodded, "Okay, I'll write you a receipt."

Old Xia borrowed paper and pen from the hardware store next door and wrote a 100 yuan deposit receipt for Bai Zhi.

Then he took the money and left in a hurry.

"I have something to do at home, so I'll be going now. See you tomorrow."

The shop deal was settled smoothly.

Watching his hurried figure disappear into the distance, Wang Fenglian asked Boss Zhao, "What's wrong with Brother Xia? Why is he in such a rush? Is his wife seriously ill?"

Mr. Zhao replied, "I don't know either. I've been busy at the shop these past few days and haven't been able to check. But Lao Xia is known for doting on his wife. I bet even if she just has a cough or a cold, he'll be there to take care of her at her bedside."

"Really? Old Xia is so considerate." Wang Fenglian looked envious upon hearing Boss Zhao's words.

Mr. Zhao said with a confident expression, "Of course, we live next door to each other, who doesn't know him? He's a typical doting husband."

Before leaving, Bai Zhi said to Boss Zhao, "Boss Zhao, thank you. We'll be neighbors from now on. Please take good care of me."

"Miss Bai, don't be so polite. If you need any help in the future, just let me know." Shop owners are generally warm and outgoing, and Boss Zhao is no exception.

"Okay, we'll definitely need your help when we're doing renovations."

This Mr. Zhao's shop sells all kinds of hardware products, and we will definitely need to get things from his shop when we are decorating.

Mr. Zhao was eager for someone to patronize his business, and upon hearing Bai Zhi's words, he enthusiastically declared, "Just let me know what you need, and I'll give it to you at cost price."

Mr. Zhao's hospitality warmed Bai Zhi's heart. Getting along well with her neighbors would save her a lot of trouble in the future.

The people in this small county are simple and honest; all she met along the way were kind-hearted people.

"That's great."

After leaving the hardware store, Bai Zhi invited Wang Fenglian again, "Sister Wang, you've helped me a lot today, I have to treat you to a meal."

Wang Fenglian waved her hand with a smile, "No need to be so polite. I just had lunch and I'm full. Look how fat I am, and I'm still eating? We have plenty of time to eat in the future."

"Let's go then."

When Bai Zhi arrived at Wang Fenglian's home furnishing store, she noticed that the motorcycle that was parked in front of the store was not there.

She immediately had a bad feeling and hurriedly went to the shop to call Mr. Wang, "Mr. Wang, where is my motorcycle in front of the shop?"

When Mr. Wang came out of the shop, he was also shocked. "Ah, your motorcycle isn't here?"

"Oh no, I forgot to take my keys out of the ignition. Could they have been stolen?"

Bai Zhi then remembered that her motorcycle key was still in the ignition.

She was far too careless today.

Upon hearing that the car keys were still in the ignition, Mr. Wang immediately panicked. "Hey, Xiao Bai, how could you be so careless? Thieves are rampant in this county. If you leave the motorcycle keys in the ignition, you're basically handing the motorcycle over to a thief!"

Mr. Wang looked worried; the item had been stolen right in front of his house.

This incident will make him a suspect as well.

Bai Zhi said, "Then I'll go call the police now."

Mr. Wang, who was familiar with the security situation in the county, sighed, "Sigh, it's been an hour already. If it had really been stolen, it would probably have ridden out of the county by now. Calling the police wouldn't have helped."

If it were truly stolen, Bai Zhi would have no choice but to accept her misfortune; the chances of getting it back would be virtually zero.

Ye Qingbai, however, refused to believe it, saying, "We still have to call the police."

Bai Zhi and Ye Qingbai were just about to head towards the police station.

"Wait, wait a minute."

"Sister Wang, what's wrong?"

"Xiaobai, I'm really sorry."

Bai Zhigang wondered why Wang Fenglian suddenly looked like that, and awkwardly apologized to her.

Then she saw the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who had been squatting in the corner yesterday riding her motorcycle this way.

His driving skills were clearly very poor; the front of the motorcycle wobbled unsteadily, and the motorcycle was very loud.

Wang Fenglian flew into a rage upon seeing this, yelling, "You brat, who gave you permission to ride someone else's motorcycle? Do you even know how to ride one?"

Xiao Wang parked the motorcycle in front of the store, slowly got off, and retorted in a nonchalant tone, "I can ride. Didn't you keep complaining yesterday that I can't ride a bicycle, can't ride a motorcycle, can't do anything? I'll show you. I can ride now. Buy me one."

Wang Fenglian angrily retorted, "That's someone else's car! Who gave you permission to move it like that? Don't you have any manners?"

"But we don't have any ourselves. If I don't borrow someone else's bike, how can I prove to you that I can ride one?"

Her son's slow, deliberate words left Wang Fenglian speechless. "You..."

She rolled her eyes at her son, then turned to Bai Zhi and apologized, "Xiao Bai, I'm so sorry, this is my unfilial son, Wang Bing. I didn't expect this brat to be so rebellious, taking your bike without your permission."

"fine."

"Is the motorcycle alright?" Mr. Wang went forward to check it.

"No."

Xiao Wang parked the motorcycle where he was, then handed the keys to Bai Zhi, saying, "Here are your keys back."