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Backyard.
There were more than twenty people, all looking at the four or five sacks piled on the ground in fear.
Qianqian was busy doing calculations with a computer beside her.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, he wrote down a final number in a notebook.
Handed it to Jiang Shuo: "Yes, yes."
"A total of ten or twenty thousand."
"Hiss!"
More than twenty people gasped.
In one day, the total turnover reached 120,000!
Of course, the cost of a supermarket is not like a video game room. In addition to the basic expenses of the store, there is also an additional purchase cost.
According to the gross profit points calculated by them before.
Thirty percent gross profit is 40,000.
After deducting labor and store rent expenses, out of the 40,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan is the gross profit that can go into Jiang Shuo's pocket.
Earning 20,000 a day is an astronomical figure in the minds of these students.
But in Jiang Shuo's eyes, it was very plain.
Barely pass it.
Without looking at the account book, she said directly to Qianqian: "According to the salary we agreed on, let's send the money to everyone."
So, one by one, they started queuing up to get money.
I went back and forth again and again for more than an hour.
The supermarket has been emptied, so the shelves must be full before tomorrow morning, otherwise they will not be able to open for business.
That's why Deng Yingcai kept busy placing orders for suppliers.
As for the remaining money, it was locked in a room by Lu Wende.
The three sluts made an agreement, they will sleep in this room tonight and keep the money.
After leaving one person behind, Jiang Shuo waved his hand.
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work today."
"Come on, let's go drink in the restaurant!"
Many people walked out of the backyard with a smile.
A group of people walked arrogantly on the main road of the school. When they passed by Binge Supermarket, they all straightened up unconsciously.
They didn't know that Wan Fabin and his nephew Wan Hongliang were watching them upstairs.
The uncle and nephew looked very bad.
Especially Wan Fabin, holding a cigarette in his hand, looked at the head of the prisoner surrounded by crowds downstairs, wishing to use the burning cigarette butt in his hand to press it on the disgusting head of the prisoner.
After they walked away, Wan Fabin said: "Today's turnover, has the statistics come out?"
Wan Hongliang replied cautiously from the side: "It's already out, uncle, today one hundred and thirty yuan."
"How much?" The cigarette butt in Wan Fabin's hand trembled and fell to the ground, as if he heard a number that he had never thought of.
Wan Hongliang swallowed his saliva: "Uncle, it's one hundred and thirty yuan."
"Baihui Micromarket was evacuated today, they are too ruthless!"
"If you spend five yuan, you can directly reduce one yuan. This is a price war."
"Do it!" Wan Fabin couldn't calm down anymore. The daily turnover of this store is around 3,000.
At worst, it can reach more than 2,000.
Since the opening, the business has been booming. Otherwise, Wan Fabin would not have bought a house and a BMW in Zhonghai in just a few years.
130 yuan, like a slap, slapped him hard in the face, full of insults.
"A bunch of trash!" Wan Fabin was furious: "Old Dog Cui is going to play a price war with me, isn't he!"
"I will accompany you to the end!"
At this time, he still thought that Cui Haidao was the boss of Baihui Weichao.
Going crazy with anger, he took out his mobile phone and called Cui Haidao.
Once connected, he yelled directly: "Old Cui, we have been doing business together for three years!"
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On the other end, Cui Haidao had just returned home from moving bricks from the construction site.
After three years of losing money in opening a supermarket, he owed a lot of money outside, and the supermarket failed, so he went to the construction site.
Sitting on the sofa at home, exhausted, he said a little depressed: "What kind of plane are you doing, what are you doing, Lao Ziyin!"
'Wan Fabin, did you harass me less often in those three years!'
"Okay! Good, Cui Haidao, don't think that you can trample me down just by inviting a group of students!"
"Remember this for me, I will make you cry and call your mother, your bullshit supermarket, for the old manclose the door! "
Cui Haidao froze for a moment: "Wan Laogou, what's going on with you!"
"Why is my supermarket closed? I'm moving bricks on the construction site now. What kind of supermarket is there?"
Wan Fabin was also stunned: "Move bricks? Didn't your college supermarket change its name to Baihui Micromarket? Didn't it open today and sold out? You're out of your mind, why go to the construction site to move bricks."
"What?" Cui Haidao stood up suddenly: "On the first day of opening, the supermarket was sold out?"
"Why are you pretending to be an idiot for me! Today you are playing tricks, and if you fight a price war, the turnover may be over 100,000."
"I!"
"Old Wan, I transferred that store to a student from Zhonghai University, don't you know?"
"No, my blood pressure will rise again."
"Honey, take me to the hospital!"
The daily turnover is over 100,000. To put it bluntly, Cui Haidao has worked there for three years.
I don't know if the total turnover for three years is 50,000.
So he couldn't accept this fact and cut off the phone.
Wan Fabin calmed down.
Staring at Wan Hongliang, he said, "What are you doing, the owner of that shop is not Cui Bald, but the prisoner!"
"Prisoner?" Wan Hongliang also had a short-circuited head.
"Uncle, what do you mean, we have been being teased by a student for so long, or a freshman brat?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense!"
Wan Fabin was even more annoyed: "Isn't he going to fight a price war!"
"Okay, I'll play with him to the end, and get one piece for every five, I can afford it too!"
"Pull up the banner for me immediately tomorrow, and we will also get one free for every five purchases!"
"Our position is better than him, I am enough to kill him!"
Inside the Mengzhuang Hotel.
It's just a restaurant run by people from Sichuan Province.
A table of people ate very happily.
Jiang Shuojiu's ability to control the field on the table itself is very strong, let alone facing some students.
All kinds of words ignited the passion of these people to the extreme.
Many people were willing to join the ranks of their supermarket on the spot.
Jiang Shuo did not refuse either.
Dong Hao is a rich second generation and did not join.
Needless to say, those girls in leggings, they came here today purely for fun.
After drinking and eating, everyone began to chat about some topics about the campus.
At this time, a person came over from the side.
Dressed meticulously, wearing a small suit, but at a glance, you can tell whose little follower it is.
Walked up to Jiang Shuo and bowed his head: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Jiang?"
"President Jiang?" Liang Bozhou was slightly drunk: "There is no president here!"
A table of people laughed, and the little suit frowned slightly.
Jiang Shuo also smiled: "My surname is Jiang, but not the president, are you?"
The little suit looked at Jiang Shuo's foolish look, and was ridiculed by a table of people.
I was also a little unhappy in my heart, and said coldly: "My young master invites you to have a drink in the box over there."
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