"It is I, quickly get up and freshen up, and then I will take you out to see which mall has prospects," Bidegla spoke, then sat on the nearby sofa.

"Then wait for me." Seeing that Bidegla had indeed arrived, Pyotr Haler also lost all drowsiness, and hastily got up from the bed.

"Cartoon?" Looking at Pyotr Haler, Bidegla's expression suddenly became very strange, because Pyotr Haler was sleeping wearing only a pair of underwear, and the color of these underwear was actually cartoon...

"Oh my." Seeing Bidegla's strange gaze, Pyotr Haler's face turned bright red, and then quickly dashed into the bathroom, wishing he could run into a wall.

To think that Bidegla had seen him wearing such underwear, at that moment he really wished there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into, it was so embarrassing.

"I'm only giving you ten minutes to freshen up, when the time's up, I'll just leave on my own." Bidegla's voice came from outside the door, and then Pyotr Haler, not caring about being embarrassed, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth.

This was the most important turning point in his life, so there was no need for ten minutes, in less than three minutes, Pyotr Haler had finished freshening up and walked out of the bathroom neatly dressed.

"So fast?" Looking at Pyotr Haler, Bidegla's eyes widened, showing a look of disbelief, usually it took him five or six minutes to freshen up, but this Pyotr Haler was so fast, could he have cheated?

"Of course it has to be fast." Pyotr Haler nodded, and then said, "I've been wandering around many malls these past two days, and now I'll take you to see."

"Let's go then." Hearing Pyotr Haler's words, Bidegla nodded slightly, stood up, since he wasn't the one running the mall, Pyotr Haler had already checked it out, they could save a lot of time.

"By the way, where are the malls you're interested in located?" Bidegla suddenly asked in his car.

"Well, they're all in the suburbs, because the prices there are relatively cheaper." Pyotr Haler spoke, leaving Bidegla slightly stunned.

If you want to open a mall, you have to choose a place with a lot of people, if there are no people, no matter what you sell, probably not many people will visit, but he was afraid that his money wouldn't be enough, so Bidegla didn't say much.

Because he didn't even know how much money it would take to buy a mall, maybe his money really wasn't enough.

Although Jennie Bide Jewelers made several billion yesterday, Bidegla couldn't take all of that money, the operation of Jennie Bide Jewelers itself required capital, he couldn't be that stupid.

Besides, Ned Duda and the others were also shareholders of the jewelers, what would it mean if he took it all?

Before long, Bidegla and Pyotr Haler arrived at the outskirts of Zhuhai City, but when Bidegla finally saw the so-called mall that Pyotr Haler had mentioned, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This was not a mall at all, it was more like a grocery market, the exterior was very dilapidated, and it was not known how many decades old the building was.

Moreover, most of the people living around were elderly and some low-income people, if a mall were to be opened here, it would definitely be a loss, and it was strange if it didn't bleed.

And in Bidegla's imagination, the mall must be a high-end, classy place, definitely not the shabby, run-down market-like place in front of him.

"Is this the mall you told me about?" Bidegla glanced at Pyotr Haler, and said irritably.

"What's the matter?" Pyotr Haler asked with a hint of peculiarity.

"If it's a place like this, I definitely won't invest here. Opening a shopping mall in such a place is a surefire way to lose money, not make any," Bidegla spoke without hesitation.

"Let's go and see other places." Seeing the dilapidated scene, Bidegla didn't even bother to step inside, knowing that whether he looked or not, it made no difference since he had no intention of buying here.

"We have a few other places to visit. I'll take you there now." Bidegla didn't like this place, and neither did Pyotr Haler. He was afraid that Bidegla might not have enough money, which is why he looked at a place like this.

Bidegla was right. Investing money here would be throwing good money after bad. So without hesitation, he took Bidegla to see the other shopping malls he had found.

For the past two days, he had been scouting out shopping malls, and he had taken a liking to a few places. This suburban location was the worst of them all.

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"This one won't do either." Arriving at the second location, Bidegla took one look and immediately gave up. Although the location was slightly better than the previous one, it was still far from good. It was the kind of place where you couldn't make a lot of money, but you wouldn't go hungry either.

"Will the places you're taking me to next be any different from this one?" Bidegla suddenly asked.

"Not much," Pyotr Haler replied, unsure of what Bidegla was thinking.

"In that case, we don't need to look anymore," Bidegla shook his head, then said, "Although I promised to help you invest, it definitely won't be in a place like this. Let's go directly to the city center."

Indeed, the truly wealthy people were all gathered in the city center. No matter how well the suburbs were developed, there probably wouldn't be many people visiting. Although the prices in the city center might be much higher than here, it also had the fastest ability to attract money.

From the sales situation in the jewelry store, it was clear that there were plenty of wealthy people in Zhuhai City, so Bidegla was planning to take Pyotr Haler down the high-end route.

"Do you want to buy a shopping mall in the city center?" Pyotr Haler's eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing Bidegla's words.

Initially, Bidegla had only mentioned investing around ten million, and although ten million was a lot, the idea of buying a shopping mall in the city center was simply unthinkable, so Pyotr Haler had never considered expanding into the city center.

During these few days, most of his time had been spent on the outskirts of the city center, and he hadn't even stepped foot into the city center.

"Is there a problem with that?" Bidegla looked at Pyotr Haler and then said, "If we're going to do it, we have to do it right. If we can only make a few hundred or a few thousand dollars in a year, I'd rather not invest at all."

With his constantly expanding horizons, Bidegla was no longer the same as he used to be. Although a few hundred or a few thousand dollars might seem like a lot to some, it was beneath him.

Just like Jennie Bide's jewelry store, making billions in a day, that's the real way to make big money.

"How rich are you then?" Pyotr Haler was also taken aback by Bidegla's words. Turning up his nose at a few hundred or a few thousand dollars, he truly was a wealthy man.

"I can't say how rich I am, but buying a shopping mall in the city center shouldn't be a problem. Even if I can't come up with that much money right now, I'll help you get a loan to make it happen," Bidegla's voice was extremely serious, and it made Pyotr Haler shudder.

Getting a loan to buy a shopping mall, Pyotr Haler didn't know how he could ever repay such a favor.

The value of a shopping mall was well understood in the mind of Pyotr Haler. Without billions, it would be impossible to acquire. However, if Bidegla truly wanted to take out a loan to purchase the mall, Pyotr Haler would be in a difficult position.

Bidegla may have a considerable amount of money, but Pyotr Haler did not want to burden Bidegla with such a large debt due to his own actions.

"While I am willing to help you buy a shopping mall, I must be clear that if you do not earn back the costs within a year, I will not continue to invest," Pyotr Haler stated.

Despite their good relationship and over twenty years of friendship, if the shopping mall continued to operate at a loss, Bidegla would have no choice but to withdraw.

He was no fool, and who would willingly engage in a losing business?

"Do not worry. If the shopping mall does not make a profit, even if you do not say it, I will choose to withdraw on my own," Pyotr Haler said, slightly brightening at the thought.

This was his dream, and if he could not control it, he might as well be dead.

"Then let us go and look at those real shopping malls," Bidegla said, then drove with Pyotr Haler into the city.

In the city, there were several large shopping malls, most of which were national chains. Only a few were independently operated, and it was these that Bidegla was interested in.

"Come, let us inquire about this shopping mall," Bidegla said as they arrived at a large shopping mall called "Great Ocean Market," parking the car and beckoning Pyotr Haler to join.

This was an industry under the Great Ocean Group, a well-known company in Zhuhai City, and it should be available for acquisition.

"So large?" Pyotr Haler was surprised by the sight of the shopping mall in front of him, as well as the constant flow of people.

Undoubtedly, the location here was much better than the places they had seen before, and the traffic flow was likely much higher. However, as good as the location was, the price was probably extraordinarily high. If they were to buy this shopping mall, it was likely that they could buy several of the places they had previously seen.

Upon finding the person in charge of the shopping mall, Bidegla wasted no time and said, "Have your group send someone responsible. I want to acquire this place."

Hearing Bidegla's words, the manager was taken aback, asking how much money Bidegla had. The Great Ocean Market operated normally and had never considered selling, so the manager shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir. We have no intention of selling."

"This is probably just your own idea. Just have someone come to meet with me, there's no harm in it for you. If you cause loss to your company by not calling someone, I'm sure you'll face the consequences," Bidegla replied.

"Very well." Although he was unsure if Bidegla's words were true or false, the matter of acquiring the shopping mall was too significant for him to decide alone. He was only a representative of the group and did not have the authority to sell the shopping mall. So he quickly made a phone call and said, "I have informed one of our directors. Please wait a moment." With that, the manager brought them hot coffee, and his attitude had improved.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, a business car worth over a million yuan arrived at the entrance of the shopping mall, and a neatly dressed man in his thirties emerged. His entire demeanor exuded an air of authority, causing the manager of the Great Ocean Market to feel immense pressure.

"Where are their people?" the director asked, his expression neutral.

The ocean mall has been in a state of profitability for years, with no intention of selling, and no idea who would come to cause trouble.

"They are in my office," the manager of the mall said respectfully, then began to lead the way.

Soon, the manager of the mall brought the director to his office. Initially, the director thought someone was deliberately causing trouble, after all, buying a mall would cost billions, not something an ordinary person could afford.

Furthermore, the mall had never had any intention of selling, but when he saw the person waiting for him in the office, he was stunned, showing an incredulous expression.