I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

"Qiangzi, go back to the back kitchen!"

The boss took a deep breath and ordered: "Serve them!"

Monkey and the others were not in a hurry. They were playing with their mobile phones while drinking tea, not to mention how comfortable they were.

One dish, I ate it for more than two hours in a daze.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the monkey stood up. After paying the money, he greeted: "Eat and drink, go back to sleep!"

Everyone stood up one after another and walked out of the shop laughing and laughing.

...

Five or six o'clock in the evening.

Monkey and his party are here again.

It's still the same, one table per person, one plate of peanuts or fried vegetables.

During the period, many customers pushed the door to enter the store, but when they saw that the tables were full of people, they turned and left.

After all, no one wants to share a table with a stranger if they don't have to.

I sat there until after nine o'clock in the evening. Seeing that there were no pedestrians on the street, Monkey and others left.

For a whole day, the dry pot restaurant earned 328 yuan, which is still a gross profit.

The restaurant next to the university has a gross profit of 328 yuan a day, which may not even cover the water, electricity and gas bills, let alone the expensive rent.

Looking at the back of the monkey and others leaving, Qiangzi couldn't help asking: "Boss, what should I do?"

"Look again!" The boss sighed.

what can he do

People made it clear that they came to make trouble, but it was within the scope of the law.

You can't do it yet, if you dare to do it, they will lie on the ground and blackmail you to death immediately.

He's not a local, and it's okay to cheat students, but there's really nothing he can do about these local gangsters.

Noon the next day.

Hou Zi and the others went into the dry pot restaurant again in rush for the meal.

This time the boss was more sincere than yesterday, and he directly sold 5,000 yuan in cash.

Glancing at the money on the table, the monkey smiled and said, "Boss, what are you doing? Come to eat and give me money! Hurry up and take it away, hurry up and serve!"

Monkeys definitely can't take money.

Once he takes it, his reputation will be completely stink, and no one will be willing to ask him to do business in the future.

Although he is not a good person, he still has some credit, otherwise he would not be in the present.

...

third day.

During lunch break, Lin Xian was practicing calligraphy in the dormitory when he saw Wang Zejing rushing in excitedly, gloating and saying, "Brother Lin, that dry pot restaurant is closed, and there is a transfer notice posted on the door."

transfer?

Where is this!

The fun has only just begun.

Lin Xian said without raising his head: "You call the monkey and ask them to call the number on the transfer notice and talk to the boss about subletting. I'll give you 10,000 yuan later, and you take Give them to the monkeys."

Wang Zejing was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Brother Lin, do you want to take down the dry pot shop?"

"What do I want that shabby shop for!"

Lin Xian shook his head and laughed, and said, "Just tell the monkey, he knows what to do!"

The business is disturbed by the monkey and you can't continue, so you want to transfer it and run away?

How can there be such a simple thing!

Lin Xian's purpose is to make it impossible for the other party to transfer.

The business can't be done, the store can't be transferred out, just wait for the rent loss!

The rent of the shop in front of Nancai School is not cheap. According to the area of ​​the dry pot shop, the annual rent is at least hundreds of thousands.

Counting the transfer fee and decoration fee, the boss invested at least more than 200,000 yuan.

It's not too much to make you lose more than 200,000 yuan, right?

As for the little money Lin Xian invested, it was just a drizzle, two days of system income.

Wang Zejing is not stupid, he has already reacted at this time, stretched out his thumb and praised: "Fuck, brother Lin is awesome! The boss is probably going to be pissed off now!"

After all, Wang Zejing suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Brother Lin, what if that dry pot restaurant has been holding on forever?"

"Then keep on consuming it! Thirty thousand is not enough, it's one hundred thousand, and one hundred thousand is not enough, it's three hundred thousand."

Lin Xian raised his head, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "For me, anything that can be solved with money is not a problem!"

Wang Zejing was in awe.

He gave full marks to this pretender!

...

After practicing calligraphy, Lin Xian took his wallet and withdrew another 10,000 yuan from the ATM.

After receiving the money, Wang Zejing swallowed, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Lin, how much is your monthly pocket money?"

Although his family has money, the working capital is not much, and the monthly living expenses are only 10,000 yuan.

Compared with Zhang Kai and the others, it is naturally very chic.

But when compared with Lin Xian, Wang Zejing immediately felt that he was poor.

Last time I withdrew 20,000, and this time I took another 10,000.

The key point is that Lin Xian looked indifferent, just like withdrawing hundreds of dollars, he didn't pay attention to these money at all.

Lin Xian said calmly, "Fourty to five hundred thousand!"

Hearing this, Wang Zejing was completely convinced.

How does this compare?

The family's pocket money for a month or two is almost catching up with his father's income for a year.

After handing over the money to Wang Zejing, Lin Xian didn't care about the dry pot shop.

Although it cost 30,000 yuan, the tone came out, and the other party would only lose more than him.

As he said, things that can be solved with money are not problems.

On the contrary, problems that money cannot solve are the real troubles!

Enjoying life is the main thing, he doesn't want to waste too much time on such trivial matters, the ladies and sisters of Jincai are still waiting for him!

...

In the afternoon, he was still standing in a military posture.

In the past few days, the temperature has risen instead of falling, and the highest temperature is close to 38 degrees.

Jinling deserves to be one of the four furnaces!

Just yesterday afternoon, two girls suffered from heatstroke, and they are still lying in the infirmary hanging from water.

Considering the safety issue, the instructor only stood for half an hour before ordering a rest.

Not long after sitting down, Lin Xian saw Ling Youyu running over with short legs holding a glass of iced watermelon juice.

In the past few days, the little girl would give him a glass of iced watermelon juice every day.

After receiving the watermelon juice, Lin Xian stared at her rosy face and asked, "Why do you give me watermelon juice every time?"

"I... I, I, I..."

The stammering appearance of Ling Yuyu immediately drew laughter from the surrounding crowd.

For a moment, she looked even more embarrassed, and her little face was so red that it was about to drip water.

Lin Xian smiled slightly, pulled her to sit down, and comforted her: "It's okay, if you don't want to talk, you can communicate by typing."

Sitting beside him, Ling Youyu could clearly feel that her heart was beating wildly.

Taking out her mobile phone, she quickly typed: I thought you like watermelon!

Like to eat watermelon?

Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood what was going on.

On the first day of military training, she took a bite of the watermelon handed by her senior, so she thought she liked watermelon.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian thought she was very interesting, so he couldn't help asking: "We've known each other for a few days, but I still don't know your name."

Ling Youyu smiled shyly, and typed: My name is Ling Youyu!

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