Please behave My Lord
Chapter 383: Sky-High Rents

Chapter 383: Sky-high rents

He had just held her.

As for this subtle expression of Mariana's, Leopoldo did not notice. The office building had a total of twenty-nine floors, and Mariana's studio happened to be on the twenty-eighth and twenty-ninth floor. He knew in his heart that the higher the floor, the higher the cost.

-On the ninth floor there is a new western restaurant, we will eat directly after visiting the studio -Leopoldo looked at the slowly rising elevator and said patiently to the woman next to him.

Mariana was a little surprised and looked at Leopoldo.

-What's wrong? -Leopoldo glanced at his phone and looked at the woman.

Mariana thought for a while, but still spoke and asked:

-Is the western restaurant on the ninth floor yours?

She could even go to Leopoldo's shared house for a shoot, so that wasn't impossible.

Leopoldo's family fortune was not something Mariana could have predicted.

-No," Leopoldo looked serious, not forgetting to answer Mariana.

He is not the owner of the restaurant, but he was the major shareholder. The business of taking care of a western restaurant was left to others. He had a lot of money and didn't mind getting into shares everywhere.

-Oh -Mariana stood in the elevator and answered lightly.

The floor was high, but the elevator was well maintained. It didn't take them long to reach the twenty-eighth floor. When the elevator opened, Leopoldo pulled Mariana out of the elevator.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Mariana was taken aback by the scene before her.

-Star Studio.

Mariana looked at the logo and the name once she stepped out of the elevator door, and her heart couldn't help but get a little excited. Leopoldo had never communicated the name of the studio, but she knew what he wanted to call it.

Could it be that Leopoldo was a worm in his own stomach?

-How did you know he wanted to take this name?

Mariana looked at the integrated design and equipment of the system in its entirety, and her heart had an inexpressible pang.

Leopoldo was sending her a study and giving her pocket money.

Do you want a wife, or do you want to spoil your daughter?

The more Mariana thought about it, the more the past came to her mind. About her own children, and the trip with Leopoldo. These years were not really something that could be finished in a few words. -That little thought of yours, though I don't ask, I know it more or less in my heart. It's just a name, it doesn't take much effort," Leopoldo acted natural, thinking it was no big deal.

Mariana looked at all this and felt like she was dreaming.

-Is it really my studio? -Mariana looked at the empty place and couldn't help but ask.

-Mr. Durán.

When the studio set-up came to an end, the person in charge, whom Leopoldo had arranged to see her arrival, hurried to hand over the instructions on how to register the studio.

It was clearly written in black and white that it was indeed from Mariana.

-I wasn't even there in person, how did you get it for me? -Mariana flipped through the documents in her hand and said in disbelief. She had not arrived at the scene and had the car to bring them down for her. Seeing this, her heart was even more moved.

She was the one who opened and closed her mouth to be independent, but the one who had always given of himself was Leopold. For her, that preference was simply too precious. -There would be nothing she couldn't do.

Leopoldo could see how moved Mariana was, but he was hiding it on the surface, and deep down, he did not enjoy the feeling.

He could give her anything she wanted, no matter what the cost.

As Mariana carefully walked around, Leopoldo had already called his assistant aside, explaining some details of the matter. The studio was Mariana's, but she was his.

It was only as Mariana made her way to her office that she realized that, looking out, the perspective was extremely wide.

From here, she could see the whole city. She secretly assumed that the twenty-eighth floor already had that view, and that the top floor, one floor away, must not be far away. Looking at the lot here, the number shouldn't be small.

Mariana was calculating, ready to give all that money to Leopoldo once the company had its first bucket of income. She would give it all to Leopoldo for the initial investment in the studio. -Do as I say, there is nothing else for now.

After Leopoldo gave a clear explanation, his expression was cold as he looked around.

The assistant was carrying a notebook in his hand, but after a few minutes he had written down quite a few points. He was ready to start changing them according to what Leopoldo had highlighted, but just as he was walking away, he was called by Mariana.

-Miss Ortiz," the assistant looked at Mariana with respect.

Mariana smiled, a little curious about what Leopoldo had just said. But more than that, she was concerned about the price of the house, if it was what she had budgeted.

-May I ask how much it cost to rent this studio? -Mariana hesitated for a moment, but still mustered enough energy to ask.

Rent? It was unrealistic for Leopoldo to rent a room.

The assistant held the pen in his hand for a moment and hurried to look at Mariana to tell her patiently:

-Miss Ortiz, this is not a rental. The one you are in now, as well as the ones you can see through the window nearby, are all property of our Director Durán.

-What? -Mariana was surprised.

It was all Durán's, so that means the people here didn't ask for money.

"Wait a minute, you can't interpret it like that."

-So, if you rent it, how much is it per year? -Mariana became increasingly interested in the rental market for this building, and pressed the assistant to ask exactly what it was. The assistant gasped and hurried to do the math on the calculator.

-More or less this.

He showed the calculator to Mariana and let out a sigh. Not as much as she had imagined.

-Fortunately, I can still accept this price.

-Yes, one square," the assistant smiled and put the calculator away.

Mariana's expression hardened instantly as soon as these words came out.

"What? One square was asking that much."

Mariana instantly felt she had fallen into a trap.

She couldn't afford to pay such expensive rent.

-Are you finished watching? It's time for us to go down to dinner," Leopoldo saw Mariana call his assistant aside and curiously approached to check the situation.

Seeing Leopoldo, the assistant busily put the calculator away and pretended nothing had happened.

-Mr. Durán, Miss Ortiz, I'll go down first, enjoy your meal.

Leopoldo nodded, with a flat expression.

But in Mariana's mind, she was always fixated on the number on the calculator that the assistant had just shown her. In the assistant's words, how long would it take her to pay it back? -Mariana? Mariana? -Leopoldo watched the woman walk away and called out to her several times.

Mariana was in a trance and immediately came back to her senses.

-Ah, what is it?

She stared at Leopoldo, with the thought of owing him a large sum of money.