"Come on, come on, let's place your bets, let's see what Boss Yuan does this morning." A guy who looked polite and dressed in a suit and tie held a briefcase with the words "Xiao Long Bao" written on it. The words "Soup Noodles" are shouting to the people lining up next to him. Judging from his skillful appearance, it doesn't look like it's his first time.
"Zhida, why are you playing with this again?" The man in a suit of flesh pulled the man in the suit familiarly.
"It's almost nine o'clock, so I just wanted to have fun with everyone so that I won't delay my work." The man in a suit said nonchalantly.
"Hurry up and place your bets. Each person can only place one piece, no more." The man in the suit took his briefcase and walked around.
"Hey, why don't you have the option of Boss Yuan not opening the door?" The big-eyed beauty asked curiously, holding a one-dollar bill.
"Beauty, you don't understand. This is just for fun. We are all waiting for dinner. Of course we hope the door will open. If Boss Yuan sleeps in again, we will have nothing to eat." When the man in the suit explained, his body language was rich and he looked funny. It directly amused the beauty.
"Haha, that's it, then I'll bet on Xiao Long Bao." The big-eyed beauty put down the banknotes happily.
"I hope you can win today, beauty." The man in the suit winked and congratulated before leaving.
Time passed by minute by minute, but there was no sign of the door of Yuanzhou's store opening.
"Let's go, let's go. It seems that Boss Yuan is restocking late again." The fat man who often comes here said while walking and touching his belly.
"Hey, boss Yuan, why do you always buy goods at night?" The man in the suit also returned the money, which was actually not much, only a dozen yuan in total.
"That's right, it's too late to get the goods in and of course I won't be able to get up in the morning." The man covered in tendons also walked back.
That's right, Yuan Zhou's excuse for not being able to get up in the morning and sleeping in was that he had to restock at night and needed to get the freshest ingredients, which would definitely require a lot of effort. So no matter how these diners complained, they could only eat at noon and evening. Just a few words of complaint.
As for the truth, only God knows.
But Yuanzhou's good dream is over.
"Ding"
Suddenly, the system made a sound, waking Yuan Zhou up from his sleep.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhou was lying on the bed in a daze, still not fully awake, so he just murmured.
The system now reads: "Congratulations to the host for successfully opening the business for one month. We hereby reward you with a system red envelope, which is a cash red envelope and can be collected in time."
"Well, red envelope, okay." Yuan Zhou murmured intermittently.
"Wait, red envelope, cash red envelope." Now Yuanzhou was completely awake, jumped up from the bed, and hurriedly confirmed.
The system now reads: "Confirmed as a cash red envelope, available for collection."
"System, you will actually give me a red envelope, so fashionable." Yuan Zhou asked in disbelief.
The system now reads: "Red envelopes are available for collection."
"Okay, it shouldn't be just a dime."
As a relatively anxious young man, Yuan Zhou has played the game of grabbing red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. The most impressive thing is that some people give out big red envelopes and grab them themselves, and then get a dime, or else... The kind that gives out twenty red envelopes for one dollar, and if you're lucky, you can usually grab a dime.
Now that the system wants to send him a red envelope for no reason, Yuanzhou first feels that it is impossible, and secondly, he feels that this stingy system may give him a 10-cent consolation prize.
The previous experience is there.
The system now reads: "Please host receive the red envelope as soon as possible."
"I urged you to collect it." Yuan Zhou reluctantly clicked on the red envelope with the words "Successful Opening" on it.
In an instant, a thick red envelope actually appeared in his hand. It was really thick, and it didn't feel as thick as ten thousand or twenty thousand. However, Yuanzhou strongly suspected that it was a dime inside, although it was much larger than a dime.
"You will know after you dismantle it first."
With a "tear" sound, Yuan Zhou ripped open the seal of the thick red envelope.
"Fuck!" Yuan Zhou couldn't help but curse. It was filled with soft girl coins, all red soft girl coins.
"Is there something wrong with the way I got up today?" Yuan Zhou couldn't help but doubt himself.
Yuanzhou gave up after thinking for a long time and couldn't figure it out. The most important thing in front of him was the conscientious reward of the counting system.
"One, two, three, four, five..." Yuan Zhou counted twice before confirming that the total was a full 150,000.
"The system is really awesome. There are actually cash rewards." Yuan Zhou immediately became excited.
At this time, there was a new message in the system, this time it was a friendly reminder message.
The system now reads: "The host has been in business for one month and needs to go to the tax bureau to pay the business tax for industrial and commercial catering in order to facilitate smooth operations in the future."
Yuan Zhou is a bit confused now. What's going on? I can only divide 20 to 30% of the income every day, and I have to pay taxes myself
"System, aren't you responsible for the taxes?" Yuan Zhou clutched the money he had just received that was not yet warm.
The system now reads: "Business tax will be paid based on 6% of the store's actual sales."
"Actual sales, but I didn't get that much." Yuanzhou felt that he was wronged. Obviously the system got most of the money, but now he was the one paying the tax. Well, Yuanzhou was just complaining.
Showing courtesy for nothing is a traitor or a thief. This sentence is really true!
"No wonder you gave out red envelopes today. The original purpose was to pay taxes. How much do you have to pay in total?" For Yuan Zhou, who counts money every night, it is easy to know how much he earns, but how much does he need to pay? Yuan Zhou said that he was not good at mathematics.
The system now reads: "The host can report a monthly turnover of 39,800 yuan, and needs to pay 6% of the total, which is 215,388."
"The system only gave me 150,000 yuan, what about the rest?" Yuan Zhou asked with nostalgia as he looked at the soft sister coins in his hand that were still warm.
The system now reads: "The host will pay by himself."
"Very good and very systematic." Yuanzhou could only be speechless. He actually wanted to pay 65,388. Yuanzhou, who originally thought he had received a big red envelope, was not in a good mood at all. Even though Yuanzhou earned a total of 697,960 last month, he still wanted to pay 65,388. Those who paid it also felt extremely heartbroken.
"After this calculation, there are only 632,572 left. It's been a month of hard work."
Yuanzhou muttered while washing himself.
If you hear this sentence, you will definitely be beaten to death. More than 600,000 yuan a month is still hard work
In addition to Yuan Zhou's previous salary of 3,000 yuan, this turnover is basically an amount that could only be earned in the past ten or twenty years. This level is higher than what most white-collar workers earn in a year.
Yuanzhou knew very well in his heart that he was still prepared to pay the money calmly and it was okay to mutter a few words.
While it was still early, Yuan Zhou went straight out the back door, and of course he didn't forget to bring a bowl of noodle soup to the stray dog.
"taxi."
Now that he has become a wealthy man, Yuan Zhou takes a luxurious taxi every time he goes out. As for buying a car, Yuan Zhou himself doesn't like cars, so of course he doesn't have a driver's license.
"Master, Municipal Taxation Bureau." Yuanzhou reported the place name and began to rest quietly in the taxi.