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Chapter Five Hundred and Twelve

After 10 o'clock, more and more people in the store gradually increased. Without anyone supervising, the rules set by Qin Feng were indeed useless. Except for Zhao Yun, who was the chef and working hard towards the store manager, the rest of the waiters like Wang Xiaoting and Chu Juanjuan were all more or less late for 5 to 10 minutes, even Jingjing, who was the deputy store manager, was no exception. Huiqin, who had always been wandering in front of Qin Feng with an honest appearance, was the latest one. She arrived at nearly 10:20, and was 20 minutes late. When the girl entered the store, she was so scared that she looked pale and shivered when she saw Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't say anything, silently took the account book to the second floor, and let a group of people below tremble there.

The store is closed in the morning, and the takeaway business will not start until after 3 pm.

Wang An was sitting down in a state of pain, so he limped upstairs and accompanied Qin Feng to play the idle page.

There are many topics recently, and some of them are easy to talk about.

From how many people should Wang An invite to engage in an engagement wine, to whether Qin Feng's ideological and moral branch this semester will be deducted to a negative number. Speaking of dry mouth, he drank half a pot of tea, and after half an hour, Qin Feng finally finished last month's turnover. The sales were good, and the turnover exceeded 150,000 in a crazily manner, of which nearly 80,000 yuan came from takeaway. The net profit was slightly better than Qin Feng's expected 10,000 yuan. After deducting miscellaneous expenses and deducting wages, the final net profit could be about 15,000 yuan. Calculate the cost and income, the net yield was nearly 20%, which is quite good.

"It's okay now, and there are enough people. Xiaoting, Juanjuan and Huiqin. Three people are enough to deliver takeout. Sometimes the business is good, Jingjing will go out to deliver it. But it's tighter at night. That Ah Hao and the new guy you mentioned are the new arrival. Two people have to deliver takeout for 4 streets. After a whole night, there is basically no time to rest. And they have to take care of the business in the store before 10 o'clock in the evening. It's okay now that it's not summer. When it comes to peak season, it's really hard to get on the ground." Wang An came here for a few days and has already figured out the situation in the store.

Qin Feng smiled relaxedly and said, "There are temporary workers during the summer vacation, so don't be afraid."

Wang Andao: "There are too many temporary workers, and it is easy to have management problems. Those students have bigger tempers than the other. They deliver takeaway every day and have to contact so many customers. They offend any one, and they will suffer the loss in the end?"

Huh? I think the problem has improved!

Qin Feng glanced at Wang An, closed the account book, smiled, and asked, "What do you think you should do?"

Wang An slapped the table and said, "Just close this store and rent it out. You can charge at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a month. It is much more money than the hard work and hard work of the current President-General," he said.

Qin Feng was speechless and pointed to the floor: "What should I do with the group of people downstairs?"

Wang An said seriously: "Distribute some severance payments, go back to your own house, and find your own mother."

Qin Feng stared at Wang An without saying anything, remained silent for a while, sighed, "Uncle, doing business is not just about being kind to customers. People follow you to have dinner, say that for the sake of making a living, to the greater, then put all their life on you. If we are so irresponsible in our lives, we will always open the door when we open it, and close it when we say we close it. Who would still be willing to follow you in the future?"

"Xiaofeng, to be honest, I have considered what you said," Wang An frowned slightly, "But do you know that in business these days, whoever cares about love and good deeds is important. Being a person is more important, but money is more important! If you have milk in this society, it is a mother. As long as you have money, who cares about your boss being kind or not? Everyone is making a living, together is fate, and if you part, the fate is over, and no one can blame anyone."

Qin Feng was a little helpless at Wang An's sudden extremeness and reluctantly smiled, "Uncle, you must let Teacher Xie hear these words, maybe this wife will run away."

"I'm telling the truth." Wang An continued to harden his neck and refused to give in. "Also, I'll be honest, you can now directly contact the level of people like Nan Yueqing. If you do catering and stare at such a small skewer restaurant, it's too unworthy of your identity. Even if you have to do catering, you shouldn't be so small. At least you should open a high-end restaurant. Or you can book a hotel. It's better than staring at such a kitten under your hands and delivering takeout to those gamblers in mahjong halls every day and night!"

Qin Feng was quiet for a long time, pondered for a long time, and said to Wang An: "Uncle, I'll ask you a question."

Wang Andao: "You ask."

Qin Feng said: "You always say you want to start a business. What are you planning to do? You said that the skewer shop has a small structure, so will it be bigger if you invest in my father's smaller noodle shop?"

"That's not what you said." Wang An smiled and shook his head, "You are you, I am me. Now that you have reached your back, of course you have to do a well-known career, but I am different from you. I only have 1 million yuan on hand. What else can I do except do a small business? If you don't say anything else, I will say that your store is worth 2 million yuan alone. I can't even afford the store. If I don't invest in your father's noodle restaurant, what other way can I go? If I do it alone and the business is not good, and all the capital is poured on it, it will be a waste of money!"

Qin Feng said lightly: "My dad just works alone."

Wang Andu said: "Your dad has you."

Qin Feng had nothing to say about this double standard.

They didn't speak out, and the two of them didn't speak for a while.

Then Qin Feng exposes the situation and asks: "What do you plan to do after you invest in the stock?"

Wang Andao: "What else can I do? Save money slowly, and then open branches slowly. Aqinglou, such a small roadside stall, could open 4 hotels in the past, and I have no ability. In the future, I can open three or four noodle restaurants. I can still do it in my life safely, right?"

Qin Feng nodded: "So what you mean by starting a business is to open four or five noodle shops. When you get old, you can become a landlord safely?"

"Probably..." Wang An, who was still clamoring for the situation just now, was instantly depressed by Qin Feng's side.

Qin Feng was a little disappointed and silent for a long time, saying lightly: "This week... on the weekend, let's talk to my dad about the investment in the noodle restaurant. In fact, it doesn't cost so much to invest. Now, a joint-stock company has a minimum registered capital of only 30,000 yuan. Your 1 million yuan is enough to establish 30 companies."

Wang An nodded with enlightenment.

Qin Feng picked up the plastic cup, drank the last sip of tea inside, then stood up and said, "Go downstairs. It's the end of the month. Let's go down and pay them a few of them first. Be a boss. The most important thing is not to owe employees' wages." (To be continued.)
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