After lunch, I went for a walk with Qin Jingru, visited the house, and chatted about home affairs.
It was not until eight o'clock in the evening, after dinner, that he left amidst the reluctance of his wife.
Back to Xiangjiang, step on the accelerator to the bottom.
I drove all the way and got to the store before it closed.
Although the store is about to close, there is still an endless stream of people coming and going.
I went in and helped serve the dishes, cleaned up, tidied up and closed the door.
Eleven, oh, no, twelve.
When Song Zijie came to visit the store, his brother arrested him because the business was too prosperous and there was not enough manpower.
The old rule is, one hundred per temporary worker.
Keep money for food and emergency expenses, and distribute the rest according to work.
Although he was not here, Song Zihao had recorded in detail what everyone did today in his notebook, which saved him a lot of trouble.
Next is the time to divide the fruits. Today’s turnover is nearly 20,000.
Song Zihao clearly remembered the extra money in his notebook. On the one hand, he set up a few more tables outside the store, or he added a new business - takeout.
Wu Shihao's younger brother has been delivering food all day long, which has increased his income a lot. After all, one hundred yuan is still too little.
He divided the money proportionally, leaving at most a few money to use as revenge for the night watchman.
The people keeping watch today are Zhang San and Dawei. Last night, a few thieves came to steal the signs. Their legs were broken by Mark Li and they were thrown into the hospital.
As for whether there will be a situation where he can't beat him, He Yuzhu is still relieved about this.
Without it, the night watchman is equipped with a gun, and he even has a lot of grenades and submachine guns in the basement.
In the face of strong enough firepower, the greed in the heart is not worth mentioning.
In the daily busyness, time flies by very quickly. In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.
According to statistics, the net profit in one month was nearly one million Hong Kong dollars.
Even the well-informed Song Zihao did not expect that a small restaurant could earn so much in a month, which is higher than the profit of a small company in a year.
He Yuzhu's money distribution was relatively even, with each person receiving 100,000 yuan.
This means that each of the ten of them is familiar with the various processes of the tea restaurant.
Moreover, He Yuzhu also expanded the takeout service and asked Wu Shihao to recruit his classmates to work as temporary workers.
Then he went a step further and strengthened his control over the kitchen to confirm the taste of each dish.
When it comes to making a name, there is no room for error.
With his persistence, the name has been established. When people mention the tea restaurant, the first thing people think of is He's!
Next, it’s time to harvest.
He paid for this shop, and the money was shared equally. Of course it was unreasonable, but they were all brothers who ate from the same pot, and He Yuzhu was not short of this money.
If he pays for the remaining stores, he will hire employees to manage them and give them at most 5% of the profits.
Based on the monthly profit of a store of 200,000 yuan, 5% is 10,000 yuan, and looking after a store is not just a job. If you have the ability, you can manage more stores and make more money.
Those who are more capable can invest their own money, and they don’t have to pay for it.
As long as he still uses He's name, he won't suffer any loss.
And letting them gradually expand is exactly what He Yuzhu wants to see.
Only with money can they be bold.
Only with courage can you do great things.
As for whether they will rebel.
He Yuzhu was not worried. With Mark Li's knife and Song Zihao's rope, they would not be able to fly out of his palm.
What's more, the conditions he offered were good. If they weren't too profit-driven, he believed that no one in this group of brothers would be willing to betray him.
Let’s not talk about this for now, today I will go to Pandian with Mark Lee.
It hurts to talk about this. At this point, every time I use the car, he is still driving.
When these people had money, they either sent it back to their hometowns or saved it to buy a house. None of them spent money in revenge.
That's not right, Qin Wu is still spending money like water, and he doesn't wear any heavy clothes, and he looks very fluttery.
"Mark, I recently asked you to suppress Lao Wu. Have you suppressed him?"
Mark Li's habit of holding a toothpick in his mouth has never changed. He held a toothpick in his mouth and said, "If you ask me to suppress your man, will he be convinced?"
"If it were anyone else, I would definitely not let him interfere with this matter, but you are Brother Ma, so you can't easily teach a second-rate guy who has some skills."
"Don't put a high hat on me. That kid is very capable and has a quick gun. He is no better than me."
"Oh? He, because he can't do anything, that's why I taught him how to shoot. What? Are you interested in becoming my teacher? I will teach you something powerful and I will guarantee you to become the next gun king."
"The King of Guns? The King of Thieves is pretty much the same."
"Virtue, I don't want to be a hero admired by thousands of people, I want to be a thief."
"Being a hero doesn't give you the freedom to be a thief. What's more, a hero's old age is the saddest and human nature is cold. I don't want to believe in others. I only believe in myself."
"You don't even believe me?"
"Do not believe."
"Uh..., are you mistaken? I am your boss, please show me some respect. Damn it, I will deduct your wages today."
Mark Li enjoys the feeling of basking in the sun in the car, especially when his boss drives for him.
At first, he was still afraid of He Yuzhu. After staying for a long time, he found that the little boss He Yuzhu didn't seem too serious.
Except for a moment of seriousness when sharing money, he is quite easy-going the rest of the time.
The two of them made an appointment with the owner of the transfer shop at a nearby coffee shop.
Song Zihao had already handled all the matters before, he just came forward to confirm the amount and process.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have brought Mark Li, an unreliable person, here.
After waiting for a long time, no one came.
He knocked on the table and yelled to Mark Li who was about to fall asleep next to him: "Damn it, did you remember the time wrong?"
"Don't worry, the owner of that restaurant must be reluctant to part with it. The whole family depends on the restaurant for food. It's your fault that you opened a restaurant and robbed all the customers that came in."
"The strong survive and the weak are eliminated. According to the laws of the market, even if there is no me, He Yuzhu, there will be others."
Mark Li shook his head and sarcastically said: "I look down on you businessmen the most, and you are so justified in saying that I will kill them all."
Gaba, gaba, gaba.
The sound of friction between leather shoes and wooden boards alerted He Yuzhu that the other party was coming.
Adjust your sleeves and look like a serious businessman.
The door of the box opened, and the person who came was a man under thirty years old. His clothes were neat, his shoes were clean, and he had a full aristocratic air.
No matter how aristocratic he was, he couldn't hide the dark circles under his eyes and the tired look on his face.
When the other party saw him, his pupils opened slightly, as if he couldn't believe that he could see him.
"Are you He Yuzhu? Ah, no, Boss He."
He Yuzhu spoke up, shook hands with him, nodded, and said with a smile: "You must be Boss Wu, hello."