Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 94 The power of dreams

Taking advantage of the time when there were no customers in the restaurant, Zeng Wenjie went to a small restaurant and cooked three dishes, and everyone ate together around the table.

Ye Qiansheng said, "That's awesome! I never thought a snack shop could do such great business! But, after the novelty wears off, will it still be so popular?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "The popularity will last for a while, and after everyone has bought it, it will slowly decline. But it will definitely make more money than running a supermarket!"

Ye Qiansheng glanced at Fu Qianzhu and asked, "Xiao Fu, how much money did you collect today?"

Fu Qianzhu said: "I haven't calculated the amount yet, but I estimate it's at least five thousand."

Ye Qiansheng said, "That's right. An idiot sent me two thousand dollars early this morning."

Two thousand yuan worth of snacks can fill up a BMW.

"The profit margin of our snacks ranges from 20 to 35 percent, and the bigger the brand, the thinner the profit. Judging from today's revenue situation, it's no problem to make 2,000 yuan," said Zeng Wenjie.

In this day and age, a small supermarket can only make a profit of more than 1,000 yuan a day. Moreover, purchasing a variety of goods is a very troublesome task, and some goods are easily accumulated and cannot be sold.

The sales model of snack shops is very simple. Not only does it save labor costs, it also saves a lot of trouble.

The business made a profit of over 2,000 yuan on the first day of opening, which is a good start. Once it attracts students from nearby universities and vocational schools, the business will become even more prosperous.

Moreover, Zeng Wenjie has not yet released some of the marketing tricks that seem to offer discounts but are actually very profitable.

Fu Qianzhu's eyes lit up and he said, "As expected of a boss, he has a real business mind. He can make so much money just by opening a snack shop!"

Ye Qiansheng muttered, "Two thousand, not bad! I have to call the manufacturer to contact the supplier soon. I hope to make the business boom soon and make those damn manufacturers be less arrogant and humble themselves!"

Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, "Brother Ye, calm down. We are a small business now, so there is nothing we can do if the manufacturer is a little arrogant. Once our daily sales increase and the volume of goods increases, they will naturally keep a low profile!"

In order to please the manufacturer, Zeng Wenjie spent several thousand to arrange a touching singing performance.

Fortunately, the live broadcast industry is not well developed in the current era, and offline resources are abundant and high-quality, and a girl only costs 400 yuan.

In the era when the live broadcast industry has developed and produced many internet celebrities, offline resources have become unsightly.

The starting price in Fengzhou is 1,300 yuan, and the starting price in coastal areas is 2,000 yuan. It's simply outrageous. I'm afraid it must be inlaid with gold.

After dinner, the three of them restocked the shelves together. Fu Qianzhu looked at the Panda Man emoticons and still found them very funny.

The store was open until nine o'clock, and when there were no customers, it was closed to settle the accounts.

Today's cash collection was 6,167.3 yuan, and Shi Hao alone contributed a full 2,000 yuan.

I haven’t calculated the profit yet. I plan to calculate it in a month. It’s very tiring to calculate the profit every day.

"As the boss, I haven't given you the opening bonus yet. Just get the bonus and go home! We'll open on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow!" Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

Eight o'clock is the time when Internet cafes settle accounts for overnight business. If they open at this time, they can make money from a wave of Internet-addicted teenagers.

After a night out, most people have no appetite and just want to go back to the dormitory to sleep, but they are worried about waking up hungry halfway, so it is necessary to buy some snacks to prepare.

After receiving the red envelope, Ye Qiansheng shouted that he could not bear it any longer and wanted to go back to sleep, so he ran away quickly and did not want to open the rolling shutter.

Fu Qianzhu took the red envelope and said, "Thank you, boss!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's normal to be busy when you first open the business. It will be easier after a while, and then you'll have time to study and take exams."

Fu Qianzhu felt warm in her heart and said, "Yeah."

Zeng Wenjie took out a bag of snacks that had been packed long ago from the store, handed it to her, and said, "How can a sunny, cheerful and beautiful senior like you not have the first bag of snacks for autumn?"

Fu Qianzhu was stunned. She didn't expect to receive such a gift. "No need for that. I'm a sports player and don't really like snacks," she said, but she couldn't help but glance into the bag.

"Take it quickly, this is a gift from your junior!" said Zeng Wenjie.

Fu Qianzhu took the snack bag, nodded reservedly, and said, "Thank you, junior."

Zeng Wenjie said: "Let's go back to the dormitory!"

He closed the rolling shutter door, and Fu Qianzhu took out the key to lock the door.

"Senior sister's deadlift skills must be quite good..." Zeng Wenjie glanced at the other's buttocks that were raised when she bent down, and couldn't help thinking.

Zeng Wenjie pushed his bicycle and walked back to school with Fu Qianzhu.

Fu Qianzhu asked, "Are you going to get your family's money back?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Wenxue Gu said that he would come this week to pay the ransom. I will go back then and come back after it is settled."

Fu Qianzhu felt that Zeng Wenjie was quite remarkable, because she had witnessed the entire process of the Zeng family's rise from obscurity to dominating the town.

Even her father, Fu Gang, often praised Boss Zeng as a remarkable young man who would have a great future.

Today, after a busy day at the snack shop, the revenue was over 6,000 yuan, which made her admire this boy who was three years younger than her.

"You've worked hard today. Go back and rest early. Don't read. You'll be busy this week." Zeng Wenjie said.

It was late at night, the wind was a bit chilly, the street lights on campus were dim, and the atmosphere was relatively quiet.

Fu Qianzhu turned to look at the young man walking with the bicycle and nodded slightly.

When the two were about to part at the fork in the road leading to their respective dormitories, Fu Qianzhu suddenly turned around and asked, "You... don't feel sorry for me, do you?"

Zeng Wenjie turned around and smiled at her without saying a word. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and walked away with it in his mouth.

Fu Qianzhu turned around silently, but the lingering smile in his mind was a little teasing, a little playful, a little ambiguous and a bit cool.

Fu Qianzhu rubbed her cheeks gently, looked at the bag of snacks in her hand, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes in the autumn breeze.

Although Zeng Wenjie said that "the first pack of snacks in autumn" is just a marketing campaign targeting bootlickers, which girl who likes snacks doesn't want one?
It’s not that Fu Qianzhu doesn’t like snacks.

She just has to spend her money on more important things. Sports practitioners cannot do without carbohydrates and protein, so she has to eat more food, especially more meat.

Inside the bag, there was a box of chocolates, as well as various chicken drumsticks, potato chips, spicy strips, and a note.

Fu Qianzhu reached in and took it out. There were words written on it -

Those days when you get up early and work hard, those times when you stay up late and work hard, those times when you feel too tired and feel like you can't stand up anymore, but still support yourself to work hard, that is the power of dreams!

For a moment, the slightly red eyes could no longer hold back the hot tears.

Fu Qianzhu cried silently and devastatedly.

After she returned to school, she still tried her best to smile brightly every day.

But she also needed comfort.

Zeng Wenjie used a passage from Kobe Bryant's jersey retirement ceremony to deceive the tears of the senior student who was trying to climb out of the ruins...

(End of this chapter)