After making up her mind, Chu Huihua quit her job in the supermarket early the next morning, and the next day, she set foot on the train to Ding City.
Jiang Hongxian's side is a little more troublesome. It took a lot of time to transfer the fish stall. Fortunately, the house and facade are still easy to find.
The house was bought directly from real estate speculators. It is 150 square meters, with a garage. The price is 500,000 yuan. The price of the house was five hundred yuan higher than the market price. Jiang Hongxian originally planned to buy a rough house, but Meng Zezhi rejected it. He thought the decoration was too troublesome and time-consuming.
The facade was transferred from others by Jiang Hongxian at a cost of 100,000 yuan. It was formerly a clothing store. And it's not far from the new home, just enough to use the garage as a warehouse.
After the facade was finalized, Jiang Hong did not need to worry about the rest. Liang Hong sent a special decoration team to help with the decoration.
In addition, Liang Hong also waived the Jiang family's 150,000 franchise fee, of which the decoration fee is included in the franchise fee.
When Chu Huihua came back from Ding City with a large truck of goods, it was already a month later.
After recruiting two cashiers and two tallies, Meng Zezhi picked an auspicious day, and the snack shop officially opened.
Because it is the first snack store in Dongxian County, the decoration looks good, but the price is similar to that of a supermarket. In addition, on the first day of opening, there is a 22% discount on the whole store. Chu Huihua specially invited a few people to send food all over the street. Flyers, all of a sudden, people poured into the snack shop in an endless stream.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the snack shop was closed, and I turned on the computer to check. The sales that day was close to the 40,000 mark, and more than 200 membership cards were scattered. Calculated based on 25% of the gross profit, it is equivalent to The Jiang family earned 10,000 yuan in one day, and this is still under the premise of 22% off the store today.
In the next half month, sales gradually stabilized.
Chu Huihua roughly estimated that as long as the store's daily turnover can reach 2,000 yuan, it can maintain its capital. Basically, it can sell 4,000 yuan a day on weekdays, and it can reach 6,000 yuan on Saturdays and Sundays when business is good, which means snacks. The monthly profit of the store can reach 30,000 yuan.
Jiang Hongxian and Chu Huihua's hearts finally fell back into their stomachs.
- After all, this store is related to their future, and with such a large investment, it is impossible not to worry about it.
On Wang Zhibin's side, as early as a month ago, the second stage of watching the live broadcast of the "Road to King" event ended. No matter how hard Wang Zhibin worked, he failed to hold the top ten position, and finally missed the 100,000 yuan bonus.
Fortunately, after this month and a half of live broadcasts, the number of online viewers in his live broadcast room has stabilized at around 11,000.
On the day of the event, in order to comfort him, the local tyrants in his live broadcast room gave him a gift of nearly 50,000 yuan in one go. After deducting platform fees and taxes, he could get 20,000 yuan.
On the second day after the event, Wang Zhibin signed a one-year contract with the live broadcast platform. The reason why he only signed a one-year contract was mainly because he wanted to sell it at a price. After all, it was only less than two months. It has already reached the height it is now, who knows what kind of level he can grow to in a year.
Because it was a short contract, the live broadcast platform only gave a contract fee of 120,000 yuan, but as long as he broadcasted more than 120 hours a month, he could get a basic salary of 6,000 yuan.
This is probably the mulberry elm that was lost in the east.
With this contract, Wang Zhibin can finally have a showdown with his family.
The next day, Meng Zezhi received a thank-you gift from the Wang family that Wang Zhibin brought to him, a King Furong, two pieces of bacon, an old hen, and a basket of eggs.
"Is it delicious?" Meng Zezhi said.
"Yeah." Marven Ye kept calm, holding the chicken soup and sipping it in small mouthfuls.
Opposite him, the five Wang Zhibin looked at each other.
So, when did Brother Jiang play with Marven Ye
No, it should be asking, why did Brother Jiang play with Marven Ye
"Marven Ye has to stay in the county town to work during the winter vacation, and has nowhere to go at night, so he lives here." Meng Zezhi said.
The house he rented was a two-bedroom, one-bedroom suite. The third and the others would occasionally stay here for one night, but during the winter vacation, they would definitely have to go home. Wang Zhibin would stay here because he wanted to live broadcast, so it was vacant. The room was just for Marven Ye to live in.
Marven Ye was looking for a job as a porter in a garment factory. The salary was not high. Sixty a day, Meng Zezhi wanted to put him in his own snack shop to be a tally clerk, but he was afraid that he would feel embarrassed. After thinking about it, I didn't say it.
"Row."
Wang Zhibin had heard of Ye Wenxu's family situation. Hearing what Meng Zezhi said, he also moved with compassion.
"It's boring for me to be here by myself anyway."
So it's settled.
A few days later, a high-injury case came to an end. Because Tiger is an adult and has full criminal responsibility, the court sentenced him to six years in prison for intentional injury, and compensated the victim for medical expenses, nutrition expenses, and mental damage. 200,000 yuan in total.
Just as Meng Zezhi had expected, the tiger family couldn't afford so much money, so the parents of the student brought people to the door to make trouble again and again, and they pushed people to panic, and the other party was furious. Next, I ran into the county town in the middle of the night and smashed both of his family's stores...
After that, it's not over.
Two days later, Meng Zezhi took the time to go to the south of the city and fished out two children from the river.
"Ah."
Ye Wenxu came back from get off work and saw Meng Zezhi sitting cross-legged on his bed, wrapped in his quilt, sneezing into the sky.
"What's wrong with you?" Marven Ye was nervous.
"Jumped into the river and saved two little kids." Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand, took the tissue paper in front of him, took out one, and twisted his nose, "I don't have money or keys to my house, I can only come to you."
Just as he was talking, Wang Zhibin came back with the clean clothes he bought.
Meng Zezhi took the clothes, put them under the quilt, and pretended to be out of energy, and said, "I'm a little tired, so I'll sleep for a while."
"Okay." Marven Ye reached out and pinched the quilt for him.
Meng Zezhi slept until nine o'clock at night.
Hearing the movement, Marven Ye, who was lying on the table reviewing his homework, got up and came over: "How do you feel?"
"It's okay." Meng Zezhi sniffed.
"I made ginger soup for you, would you like to drink some?" Marven Ye said.
"good."
Marven Ye went and returned, bringing along a bowl of sweet potato porridge and a plate of brown sugar steamed buns.
"This is dinner for you."
While eating, Wang Zhibin pushed open the door and came in: "Brother Jiang, it's so late, why don't you stay here for one night tonight."
"Okay." Meng Zezhi's lips curved slightly, and he gave Wang Zhibin an approving look. He was thinking about how to bring this up, but he didn't expect Wang Zhibin to be so powerful.
Marven Ye reacted and instantly tightened her spine.
Wang Zhibin usually broadcasts live broadcasts until the early hours of the night, and Meng Zezhi naturally cannot live with him. The answer is self-evident.
"Okay, then I'll go and call Auntie and say something." After saying that, Wang Zhibin withdrew.
Meng Zezhi looked up at Marven Ye: "You... don't you want to sleep with me?"
"No." Marven Ye replied subconsciously.
"That's good." Meng Zezhi said meaningfully.
Realizing that he had fallen into the other party's text trap, Marven Ye blushed and fled: "I'm going to wash."
I don't know how long it took before Marven Ye finally came back.
He mustered up his courage, pushed open the door, closed the door, walked quickly to the other side of the bed, and got under the covers, all in one go.
Meng Zezhi blinked and almost laughed.
When the other party's heavy breathing completely calmed down, he said calmly, "I seem to have a fever."
"what?"
Hearing this, Marven Ye was really confused, he turned over, lay on Meng Zezhi's body, and reached out to touch his forehead: "It seems really hot, do you want to go to the clinic?"
"It's alright." Meng Zezhi put his arms around his waist, his eyes burning brightly: "Just a little sweat."
With their eyes facing each other, as if realizing something, there was a buzzing sound in Marven Ye's mind, blank.
He reacted immediately, his throat was dry, and he tried to struggle, but his strength was pitiful.
"No, Wang Zhibin will hear it."
Meng Zezhi took advantage of the situation and pressed him under him, without reminding him that he was paying attention to the wrong point, and coaxed, "He's wearing headphones, so he won't hear it."
Marven Ye still didn't give up: "I have to work tomorrow."
Meng Zezhi pushed his pajamas to his chest: "I promise I won't hurt you, and you said just now that you were willing to sleep with me. Could it be that you lied to me before?"
Marven Ye was spared by him, and stammered: "No, no... I just feel, feel it's too fast."
Meng Zezhi leaned forward, buried his head in his neck, and took a deep breath: "You smell so good."
Saying that, he kissed.
Marven Ye's breath was slightly short, and then she heard him say vaguely, "Don't you want to decide your name earlier?"
Marven Ye and Marven Ye curled their toes, and after hesitating for a while, they reached out and hugged the neck of the person on them.