Seventies Sweetheart: From Breakup to Billionaire-Chapter 280: I Don’t Even Want Your Son Anymore

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: I Don’t Even Want Your Son Anymore
"You say this is your house. Can you provide the relevant proof?"
Mr. Qin Sr. continued to play rogue, "Proof? What proof? Why should I give you proof?"
Officer: "According to what we understand, this house was originally left to Mr. Wan by her parents and has no relation to your Qin Family. Mr. Wan and Mr. Lin have made a transaction, and the owner has changed to Mr. Lin, this house has even less to do with your Qin Family."
"Therefore, unless you can present evidence proving this house belongs to your Qin Family, your behavior today is considered causing trouble, and we have the right to detain you."
Mr. Qin Sr. panicked.
The house was never his; where could he get proof?
Mr. Qin Sr. could act tough in front of his family, but facing the officer, he could only meekly comply.
He could only vent his dissatisfaction to his daughter-in-law, his murky eyes filled with malice, "You, hurry up and explain everything to the police!"
Mr. Wan ignored him, "The house was left to me by my parents before they died; it isn’t considered your Qin Family’s property. Besides, I sold the house to Mr. Lin over a month ago. Before you came and made a scene today, I explained this to you many times at home, but you didn’t listen and still chose to make trouble."
"So, the police determining you as a troublemaker is absolutely right!"
Mr. Qin Sr. was so angry that he clutched his heart, staring furiously at Mr. Wan, "How can you side against me? I am your father-in-law!"
"I don’t even want your son anymore; why should I recognize you as my father-in-law?"
Mr. Wan didn’t want to argue with this family, and after explaining the situation clearly to the police, she turned and left.
Qin Elders looked at their father, then at his angry lover, and eventually followed.
Mr. Qin Sr. was taken away by the police.
Yet, the small diner did not return to its usual calm.
The onlookers hadn’t yet dispersed and were gathered in front of the diner whispering to each other.
Seeing this, Lin Xiang did not chase them away but instead went into the diner, brought out two plates of sunflower seeds, and shared them with everyone.
Thanks to the sunflower seeds, Lin Xiang also joined the aunties in their gossiping circle and managed to build closer relationships with them using her smooth-talking skills.
"Hey, I originally thought, empty as it is, might as well rent the place out for someone to run a small business, to at least recover some costs. But seeing the Qin Family doesn’t seem like good people, to prevent them from coming to make trouble again, I won’t be renting the house out, lest it drags others into trouble."
An auntie asked, "But with the house built so high, leaving it empty is a waste."
"So, I plan to do a small business myself. Without rent to pay, even if it fails, I can manage."
One of the lively-minded aunties was eager, "Young girl, what small business do you plan on doing? I’ve lived around here for decades and am familiar with it; I can give you some advice."
Lin Xiang: "If there are no surprises, I plan to open a small eatery, not aiming to make much money, mainly to improve meals for the students of Huaqing University."
"To be honest, I’m also a student at Huaqing University. Although the food in our school cafeteria is quite good, with so many students, once class is over everyone rushes to the cafeteria, and if you go a bit late, there’s not even hot food left to eat."
Lin Xiang rattled on a lot, and the aunties unanimously agreed that opening a small eatery was a good venture.
Quite a few were eager, but then thought that they didn’t have such a big house themselves, and dropped the idea.
Lin Xiang continued, "I usually have classes, so I don’t have the time and energy to manage the eatery; relying on just my mom won’t be enough, so I plan to hire three aunties to help out, with a monthly base salary of thirty bucks. If any of you are interested, you can sign up now."
As soon as Lin Xiang said this, the aunties were unhappy.
"Thirty bucks? Nowadays, working outside you’d earn at least forty or fifty a month. Thirty bucks is too little; not worth it!"
"Exactly. Young girl, look at your house; it’s built so high, your family surely isn’t lacking money, but being so stingy with wages won’t do; you won’t be able to hire anyone!"
Lin Xiang had anticipated facing such a situation, and in response to the aunties’ criticisms, she calmly said, "The eatery is low profit, a month may earn one or two hundred at best; mainly it’s to get my mom something to do and help the students at Huaqing University."
"If you aunties think the salary is too low, then you can go find someone who can meet your demands; my small eatery can only afford such pay."
The cooks at the Beijing state-operated restaurants only earned about sixty bucks a month.
Though the thirty bucks salary at the eatery sounded low, the requirements were equally low; as long as one was diligent, swift, and followed hygiene, there weren’t any other demands.
Other places might pay high wages, but ordinary folks couldn’t get in, hence why these aunties were idle and listening for gossip to come see the commotion.
Moreover, thirty bucks was just the starting salary; since the eatery hadn’t opened yet, Lin Xiang couldn’t predict whether business would be good or to what extent; after the business stabilized, wages and commissions would be appropriately adjusted.
Of course, there was no need to tell them these things.
The aunties were all neighbors, very familiar with each other.
Among them, someone considered the thirty buck salary, but was stopped.
"Are you stupid? You’d work for such a low wage?"
"Well, I’m sitting idle at home daily, and thirty bucks isn’t much but isn’t little either; it’d cover living costs for my whole family."
"No, thirty bucks is too little. If she hires us at that price, if a nearby shop opens later, they’ll hear about our low wages and won’t pay high; we shouldn’t close our paths for this small gain now."
"What you say makes sense, then I won’t go, wait until she raises the salary."
Following this incident, the auntie onlookers gradually dispersed.
Lin Xiang was happy with the quiet, and asked Cheng Jinyun to shut the door.
"Girl, it looks like they don’t plan to help at the eatery. Once it starts operating, mom won’t manage alone; we still need more hands."
Lin Xiang looked up at Cheng Jinyun, "Brother, just say what you want; there’s no need for all the beating around the bush between us siblings."
Although only a year with Cheng Jinyun, he was really easy to read; Lin Xiang quickly saw he had thoughts.
Unveiled thoughts slightly embarrassed Cheng Jinyun, who touched his nose.