On the first day of the supermarket opening, Xu Bingbing naturally did not go to the bar to sing. She and Ayun were busy like waiters.

Because it is open, in order to attract customers, there are many special products, and everyone is rushing to buy them. When there are many people, they are still required to queue up. In this case, there are more people who need help.

In the evening, the special products for the day were basically sold out, and Ayun followed A Dian and the others back to Dongguan. The number of customers in the supermarket decreased a lot, but the cashiers were still very busy, and the six cash registers were basically not idle.

When Tong Dayong and Xu Bingbing knew that the turnover on that day was as high as 180,000, both of them were very happy. After returning home, Xu Bingbing said: "Selling 180,000 every day, the gross profit is about 20,000 yuan. If you spend the rent and labor, you can get rid of it.

Fees, and some miscellaneous expenses, a net profit of 16,700 yuan a day, and 16,700 yuan in ten days, and 500,000 yuan a month can earn about 500,000 yuan. It’s great. You’re going to get rich, Da Yong!”

"Don't look so optimistic. This is the opening. After sending so many flyers out and having so many special products, the business will definitely be good."

Although Tong Dayong said this, he was still very happy. The total investment of this supermarket is nearly one million. Even if the daily business is reduced by half, he can earn more than 200,000 yuan a month and can get a return on his capital in less than half a year.

It's right.

But things won’t be as they imagined. The next day, the supermarket customers decreased significantly. By the end of the night, the turnover dropped to more than 100,000.

On the third day, more than half of the customers were lost, and the turnover was only 50,000 yuan. According to the profit margin, the gross profit was only more than 5,000 yuan.

On the fourth day, the supermarket's opening event ended, all the goods returned to their original prices. The 50 cents per pound of potatoes turned into one dollar per pound, the 80 cents per pound of cabbage turned into one dollar per pound, and the 50 cents per pair of slippers have already been

out of stock.

In fact, that batch of slippers were introduced to Tong Dayong by Wan Hongliang. The quality is good, but the style is older. It can be bought for three yuan per pair and sold for five yuan. It is said to be sold at a loss, but in fact, there is no such thing as

So much to lose business?

Other products are no longer sold at discounts, but the prices are not high, and they are slightly lower than some surrounding supermarkets.

The business on the fourth day was even worse. There were many people entering the supermarket, but many of them came to the previous two days, with potatoes worth 50 cents per pound and cabbage worth 80 cents per pound. When they saw that the original price was restored.

Everyone left in vain.

Some face-loving aunts saw that potatoes and cabbage had returned to their original prices and slippers were out of stock, so they pretended to look at other products, meaning that I didn't just come for your potatoes and cabbage, and of course the same thing was not the same in the end.

I bought it and left the supermarket empty-handed.

The turnover on the fourth day was very bleak, and it was only more than 5,000 yuan. Although the profit was high, it was a profit of 1,200 yuan, but it only needed to pay for rent, labor, water and electricity.

The fifth day and the sixth day were almost like this. Tong Dayong was panicked and called Wan Hongliang and asked him what he should do.

Wan Hongliang said: "Brother Dayong, don't worry. I told you that the place will not be too popular, but it will not lose money. As for how much money you can make, it depends on your ability and luck."

Tong Dayong said: "Brother Wan, but the turnover in the past few days is very bleak. It costs several thousand yuan a day, but it still cannot afford the rent and employee wages."

Wan Hongliang laughed: "Don't you understand why the business has been so bad these days? I tell you, it's because your business was so good a few days ago, you came to the supermarket to buy things in a residential area.

They are all residents nearby. A few days ago, they bought a lot of things in your store. They will only come and buy them again after they have finished digesting these things, right?"

Only then did Tong Dayong understand the reason and the reason, and he felt much more at ease.

Sure enough, after a few days, the supermarket business gradually improved, but it only had a turnover of about 20,000 yuan every day, with a gross profit of 3,000 to 4,000 yuan. If you take all the expenses, you will have a net profit of 1,000 yuan.

about.

That night, Xu Bingbing, who had not been singing in the bar for more than ten days, said, "Dayong, I'd better continue to go to the bar to sing. Look, we can only earn 1,000 yuan a day for a supermarket that has invested in nearly one million yuan, I can only earn 1,000 yuan a day.

I can go to a few bars at night and yell at the microphone to earn four or five hundred yuan. This investment is not worth it."

Tong Dayong said: "Or I would practice singing too, and I would go to the bar to yell. Let's earn four or five hundred a day, and we can earn twenty or three thousand a month, so we can barely achieve a small life."

"Brother Dayong, if you go to the bar to sing, I guess the four or five hundred yuan I earn every day will have to invest in you."

"Why?"

"It's the medical expenses. When you sing, you will smash beer bottles, wine glasses, leather shoes, etc. on you. Wouldn't you spend money on treatment?"

"You said the same thing. Alas, it's so annoying for people to compare with others. That's the reason. I'd better open my supermarket."

"Yes, it's the right way to do a good job in supermarket business. Didn't we say we wanted to drive like Walmart? We're still far from our goal."

"Walmart?" Tong Dayong smiled bitterly, "Abing, do it, we now earn 30,000 yuan a month. Even if we don't eat or drink, we will only earn more than 300,000 yuan a year. At this rate, we need three

A second store can only be opened after the New Year, and it is a small store. Do you know how many stores there are in Walmart?"

Xu Bingbing shook her head, "I don't know."

"Of course, I don't know, but it's definitely not from ten or eight."

"Of course, there are so many bosses like Wan Hongliang. He has more than 200 stores, so there must be countless Walmart."

Tong Dayong hugged Xu Bingbing, "So, if you want to develop quickly, you have to change your thinking."

"Do you have any new ideas?" Xu Bingbing turned her head and asked.

"Take it slow. Although we don't make much money now, I think I have fallen in love with the retail industry. I believe I will make some breakthroughs in this area in the future."

Xu Bingbing buried her head in Tong Dayong's arms, "Dayong, then do you think I want to go to the bar to sing again? At noon today, a bar owner called me and said that there were no good singers in Bao'an recently, and they all ran to him.

Go to Beijing.”

"I definitely won't sing songs anymore. Abing, although our income is not high now, it is still better than the working class, so you don't need to sing in the bar anymore. I don't have the heart to let you show up in the bar,

And he lives in the shadow of Amei."

"Then what am I doing? Go to work in our supermarket?" Xu Bingbing asked.

"No, don't mess with the matter in the supermarket. We can't open a husband-and-wife store. Didn't you read the book? Why can't the husband-and-wife store be big? It's because there are too many emotional factors. The couple often quarrel in the store over trivial matters.

, Can the business be done well?”

Xu Bingbing said in confusion: "I won't sing the song anymore and I won't be able to sleep hard every day, right?"

"How is that possible? If that's the case, why should I marry a wife? A Bing, your future task is to help me have children and then take care of them."

Xu Bingbing raised her head and blinked, "How many are you giving birth?"

"The more, the better. I haven't figured out the specific numbers yet." Tong Dayong said carelessly.
Chapter completed!