After Xia Zekai and Li Mumu cleaned all the equipment and cleaned up the store, Xia Zekai asked him to leave with two boxes of melted beans.
After locking the garage door, Luo Xiyun sighed: "Zekai, Lao Li works so hard!"
Xia Zekai glanced at her sideways and muttered: "How many men do you think are easy to support a family?"
Luo Xiyun was so angry that he wanted to raise his foot and try it out. He really wanted to kick him twice: "Did I mean that? I just want to tell you that you can consider an appropriate increase in salary."
"Well, now I will give him overtime pay for the extra 8 hours. The total monthly salary will be doubled." Xia Zekai told his wife.
Luo Xiyun shook his head: "We cannot simply calculate overtime pay based on this. It is too simple and cannot stimulate the employees' inner passion for work."
Hearing that his wife talks about these things in the same way now, Xia Zekai is very pleased. It seems that this class is not in vain.
"Then tell me what's best?"
Xia Zekai humbly asked for advice, which gave Luo Xiyun a huge sense of satisfaction in her heart. She became even more energetic when she said: "We can do performance appraisals, bonus incentives, equity incentives..."
"The equity incentive is too far-fetched. You may not be able to use it in your lifetime." Luo Xiyun habitually attacked from all dimensions.
"Currently, I think profit commission is more suitable. The more he sells, the more he earns, and he will naturally have more motivation to work." Luo Xiyun is full of confidence.
"It makes sense, let me think about it." Xia Zekai's voice spread under the night.
When he got home, Xia Zekai was a little hungry again. He asked Luo Xiyun, "Are you still hungry? Let me go make some food."
Then he lowered his head and asked Yatou and Tongtong: "Are you two still hungry?"
The two little guys shook their heads directly, and the girl showed her belly to Xia Zekai: "Dad, look, my belly is so big, I'm so full."
Luo Xiyun glanced at him: "Zekai, didn't you eat in the store tonight? Why are you hungry again? Look at the fat on your belly. Eat some fruit to survive."
Xia Zekai pinched his belly with his hands, and a small swimming ring came out. He was a little embarrassed: "You have gained so much fat?"
"Otherwise, you have to be careful and don't give the money you earned to the hospital in the end." After Luo Xiyun said this, he called Yatou and Tongtong and took them to take a shower together.
After careful consideration, Xia Zekai went to the refrigerator to find an apple and gnawed it. He was really afraid of gaining weight.
It’s not good to be too fat, it’s easy to get weak, and you’ll lose control at critical moments, it’s too incompetent (-_-||)
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Near the labor market in Dazhangzhuang, Xijiekou, there is the newly opened Lao Qi Yang Soup Restaurant.
Qi Lixin still didn't look good. He thought the business at night would be good, but he didn't know that in the end it was the same as in the morning.
He thought that the workers who had been working all day would definitely want to eat a bowl of hot rice when they came back, and his mutton soup would be just right. However, the reality was that there were not many more people coming to his place to eat than in the morning.
He observed carefully and found that the restaurants on the left and right were busier than his place.
Workers who came back from work would gather in groups of three or five, go to a restaurant, order some dishes, get two bottles of Erguotou and take a few sips, bragging and talking about things at home to relieve the fatigue and fatigue after a day's work.
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You can’t just have mutton soup in a bar!
It wasn't until after nine o'clock in the evening that no one was seen strolling on the street. Qi Lixin ended his business for the day and calculated his revenue account for the night.
A total of 234 yuan, and the extra money is still too much to burn.
People who have been working for a day are hungry and want to eat more to satisfy their hunger.
Qi Lixin came here from about three in the morning and started working until nine in the evening. At the end of the day, he earned a total of 495 yuan.
It seems like a lot, but he is not the kind of person who cheats and cheats. The mutton and mutton bones he bought are not cheap either. The cost of this piece has to be cut in half.
In addition to the rent and the pots and pans purchased, not counting his labor, the total is a guaranteed profit of 200 yuan, which is not pure.
Qi Lixin took a deep breath, clutched a handful of money in his hand, opened his mouth and showed a particularly ugly smile: "Come on, continue tomorrow!"
I am a little tired, and my working hours are a little longer, but I still make more than what he earns at work.
If he can earn 200 yuan every day, then he will have 6,000 yuan a month, which is much more than when he is working.
After Qi Lixin finished packing, he rode his electric bike home. When he got home, it was already ten o'clock.
He thought his wife and children were asleep, but that was not the case.
His daughter Xiaomeng was sleeping, but his wife Zhao Yan had been sitting on the sofa. The moment he entered the door, he saw her dozing off, her head was like a worm, but even so, she didn't go to sleep.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao Yan stood up directly, watched him enter, and shouted: "Old Qi, are you hungry? I'll go get you a warm meal."
"Why haven't you gone to bed yet? Didn't you tell me not to wait for me?" Qi Lixin complained to him.
Zhao Yan shook her head: "You have been busy all day. Why can't I wait? I left some food for you and kept it in the pot."
She deliberately avoided asking how the business went today.
This kind of thing cannot be hidden. Qi Lixin did not try to get a credit card in the end. Zhao Yan saw that he insisted on starting a business, so she gave him a large part of her family's savings.
He also told him: "You can only succeed, not fail, otherwise you won't even be able to pay the mortgage and Xiaomeng's tuition."
When Zhao Yan brought out the food, Qi Lixin had just finished washing, rubbed his face and sat on the sofa. When he saw his wife, he shouted and took out a stack of loose money from the bag next to him.
Come: "Yanyan, here, this is today's turnover, a total of 495 yuan, I kept 195, you keep the 300."
"Ah...so many!" Zhao Yan suddenly heard this number and felt infinite joy in her heart.
Qi Lixin sighed: "It's not too much. After all, I have worked for 15 hours. After deducting the cost, the profit is only 200 yuan."
Zhao Yan calculated it, and she felt relieved and said with a smile: "That's quite a lot. If you can earn 200 yuan every day, then you will earn 6,000 yuan a month, which is more than what you earn at work."
"Lao Qi, it's great. Now I don't have to worry about the mortgage and Mengmeng's tuition fees!" She wanted to cry as she spoke. Now I don't have to worry anymore.
Lao Qi wanted to make money and decided to quit her job and work alone. The pressure in her heart was no less than that of Qi Lixin, but she did not express it anymore, which increased the pressure on her husband.
Suddenly hearing these simplest words, Qi Lixin was stunned for a long time. It was not until his wife Zhao Yan called him to eat that he came back to his senses.
"Old Qi, why are you staring blankly? Why don't you hurry up and eat while it's hot and go to bed? You won't have to go tomorrow!"
"After you finish eating, just put the dishes and chopsticks on the table. I'll clean them up tomorrow and go to bed first!"
"Honey, I'm sorry!" Qi Lixin said.
Zhao Yan paused as she walked to the door of the bedroom. Qi Lixin did not see that there were two lines of tears on her face, flowing down her cheeks, and then she wiped them away.
