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Jian Ai shrugged. "Because they belong to me."

As she spoke, she took out her key and opened one room. "Let's go in and look."

Because it had been sealed for a long time, there was a smell of dust in the room. Dust also covered the ground, and there were some construction materials and trash left behind by the construction workers.

However, after entering, she felt that the space was wider. The ceiling was also high enough that it did not give off an oppressive feeling.

Xiao He looked around and went to the second floor to observe. Then, she said to Jian Ai, "CEO, this shop's structure is quite good. There aren't too many extra walls, and the location of the load-bearing wall is more reasonable."

"If you want to build a high-end fitness club, I suggest renovating it in an open style. After all, it's a gym. Only a vast vision will give people the urge to exercise."