Put aside the plan for the moment, and throw the hot pot and leftovers into the kitchen sink.
Next, Chen Zui calculated the accounts of the night market step by step.
The final result was that during the period when the stall was open at the night market, based on the factory price given by Zhao Wanrou as the purchase cost price, the net profit was 26,000.
Chen Zui spent 10,000 yuan to pay off the family's debts. These days, he spent 10,000 yuan on Bai Zhi, Keke and Xu Dangwu's meals at the night market every night. They spent nearly 1,000 yuan and bought a 500 yuan PHS phone. All of a sudden,
I went out at eleven thousand five.
He returned all the purchase capital to Zhao Wanrou, and took out another 13,000 and put it on the table.
"Sister, although you said before that all the profits belong to me, I can't take it. This is half of the net profit, and Keke's credit is in it. You can distribute it."
Wang Keke pouted and was a little touched: "Chen Zui, you are still a human being this time!"
Zhao Wanrou raised her dark eyebrows: "As promised, we will do as promised. It's my intention to help you, so you can take it all."
Chen shook his head firmly, knowing that if he continued, he might...
So he threw off his slippers: "Just do as I say. I still have something to do at home, so I'll leave first."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Zui came to the door, put on his shoes as quickly as possible, pushed the door open and left without mentioning it.
Watching the security door close, Zhao Wanrou looked at the stack of money on the table: "Keke, just take them all."
Coco said politely: "Isn't this bad?"
Zhao Wanrou waved her hand: "Just one request, wash the dishes..."
Coco looked at her and then at the door, paralyzing Chen Zui just to avoid doing the dishes, right?
But think about it, if you get 13,000 yuan to wash dishes, Keke still has to compromise shamefully.
So she shouted: "Don't worry, boss, I can clean up the leakage in your bowl today!"
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…
Hand over a net profit of 13,000.
Excluding the income of eleven thousand and fifty.
Chen Zui still has fifteen hundred yuan left in his pocket.
I originally planned to use this opportunity to save some money and do something when I go to college.
Now it seems that this little money can only make a small fuss at best.
Of course, these are not the current problems.
The boss sister wants him to hand over the plan tomorrow...
Judging from her serious look, I guessed that if she didn't pay, she would have to call to urge her.
What's more, whether it's for public or private reasons, he must help with this task.
But I just learned a little bit about the hot pot industry through barrage and I was so bragging...
Do you know anything about the hammer catering industry?
If you really want to make a plan...
Chen Zui stood at the intersection outside Zhao Wanrou's house and said seriously to the air: "Let's go to KTV tonight!"
The reaction to the barrage is not too intense...
He had no choice but to add: "Point Princess!"
The barrages calmly refreshed the screen:
"Dancing?"
Chen emphasized: "Jump!"
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…
If you are in doubt, please take a taxi.
No matter what age you are, if you want to have fun but don’t know where the fun place is, you can definitely take a taxi.
It's just hard to say where the master lured you, whether it was because he took a kickback or because he sincerely recommended you.
Chen Zhi really didn’t know that there was a princess in the KTV, so he had to get into a taxi.
As soon as he got in the car, he was a little disdainful. After all, he had never done this before, so he hesitated to speak.
But the master could tell at a glance that the embarrassment on the eighteen-year-old boy's face meant that he was burning with desire. He naturally said: "Brother, I know a good place to take a bath."
Chen Zui was stunned. Before he could speak, the master said in a low and mysterious voice with a magnetic voice: "I strongly recommend you to choose Technician No. 66!"
Chen Zui: "Don't bother me. If you don't want to take a shower, go to KTV."
"Huh?" The master frowned and realized that things were not simple: "You don't want to do mass sales, right? I understand."
Chen Zu was a little embarrassed, but still said: "That's true."
The master stepped on the accelerator and smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, I'm a college student."
…
Fifteen minutes later.
Chen Zui came to the door of a KTV called Alkasa. The two-meter-wide door was not as wide as his night market shop, but the decoration was indeed magnificent. When he looked inside, it was a basement...
While discussing with Danmu whether to go in, a middle-aged woman wearing a short skirt and high heels opened the door directly: "Brother, come in, it's so fun..."
As soon as Chen Zui gritted his teeth, he went in.
He and the woman walked into the basement together. Needless to say, it was much more spacious inside. There were at least thirty private rooms. The smell of alcohol and smoke mixed with it irritated the nasal cavity, and the sound of howling and howling songs pierced the eardrums.
"Just one person, brother?"
"Well, just one."
"Would you like a younger sister to sing with you?"
Chen Zui looked at the eldest sister wearing heavy makeup and respected the barrage's suggestion very seriously: "I want two."
The eldest sister was stunned and said to herself that her younger brother is not old, but he is playing pretty...
…
After paying a hundred yuan for the hotel room, bringing a fruit plate and six bottles of beer for three hours, Chen Zui sat on the sofa of the KTV.
After a while, the girls lined up in a row got into the small private room like goods, and they were ready for you to choose from.
only..
It seems different from what I imagined...
With this row of non-mainstream options in front of him, Chen really didn't know what to choose.
But when they came, he and the barrage had no choice but to pick out two sisters whose facial features were relatively regular under the heavy makeup.
Then, as soon as the private room door was closed, the two sisters sat next to him, one on the left and the other on the right, opening beers and chatting.
Chen Zui also learned that one of them was named Wenwen and the other was named Xinxin. We don’t know why, but in this industry they always have names with overlapping words.
But these are not important. After taking a sip, he said: "Wenwen, Xinxin, to be honest with you two, this is my first time here."
Wenwen teased: "You see, sooner or later there is a first time."
Xinxin suggested: "How about we finish singing and then go out for a drink at night?"
Chen Zui quickly shook his head: "No, what I mean by this is, can you two dance for me to cheer me up?"
"Of course you can, I can do any posture."
"Me too, I haven't seen a boy as young as you for a long time."
Chen Zui coughed and changed his mind: "You two are not very old, so we should be about the same. Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's start, let's start. I just like to watch dancing!"
When Wenwen heard this, she immediately ordered a song by Sammi Cheng's "Dancing with Joy".
Xinxin was also very discerning and adjusted the lights in the private room. The old broken light ball above her head had some effect, and colorfully lit up bubbles one after another.
So, accompanied by rhythmic music, the two walked to the middle and began to twist their waists.
Chen Zui, who was sitting on the sofa, widened his eyes.
He looked at the two non-mainstream people with permed hair and black eyeliner, doing movements similar to radio gymnastics, and asked the air amidst the deafening music: "Are you sure, this is what you want to see?"