Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

Around noon, the self-service fast food area was packed.

Eight yuan for twenty dishes, all you can eat, until you're full.

But none of them paid any money; they either came with a 2-yuan meal card or received meal tickets as a gift when they bought the card.

In Huanan County in 2006, this was practically a windfall.

But this was just one of Lin Feng's methods to attract traffic, and prices were incredibly cheap at the time, so there was practically no cost involved.

A woman came out carrying a plate of food, saying to her companion as she walked, "Look at this braised pork, it's much better than mine! It's only two yuan, just eating this plate of meat is enough to make it worthwhile!"

Another guy went even further, taking three plates: one for meat, one for vegetables, and one for rice. He went back for more twice after finishing his meal. His was a meal voucher that came with his membership card.

My aunt and third aunt were in charge of serving the food. They were incredibly fast, serving the food spoonful by spoonful like machines.

Although there were many people in the queue, the flow of people was very fast.

The internet cafe on the second floor was fully occupied by 120 LCD screens.

Those young people who usually play Counter-Strike in front of large CRT monitors stared wide-eyed at the sight of a 20-inch LCD screen.

A boy with dyed blond hair touched the frame of the monitor and muttered to himself:

"That's fucking clear, they can even see the nail holes in the opposite wall."

The person next to him said, "Are you here to play Counter-Strike or to count nail holes?"

The video arcade on the third floor was completely full, with all six rooms occupied. It was full of young couples holding hands as they went in, and there was even a queue behind them.

The card room was also full of elderly men and women, with the clatter of mahjong tiles filling the air.

An older woman took a sip of the complimentary Americano and said with a pained expression:

"Ugh! This stuff tastes awful! It's even harder to swallow than my Chinese medicine. What kind of garbage is this?"

The old man next to him laughed and said, "You don't understand, do you? This is called coffee. Foreigners always drink this stuff; it seems to keep them awake."

The woman shook her head and said, "This rubbish tastes bitter and has a burnt pot smell. I can't stand it."

The skating rink on the basement level is the most crowded.

The speakers and subwoofer were playing DJ music, colorful lights were spinning overhead, and the surrounding ribbon lights were all lit up, just like a disco.

More than forty people were circling inside; some were good at skating, some were moving while holding onto the wall, and some fell after only two steps.

Boys were hitting on girls and exchanging QQ contacts. Many strangers were also holding hands, forming a long line.

The onlookers swayed to the DJ's rhythm, creating a very boisterous atmosphere.

Around 7 p.m., fewer people started signing up for memberships, but all the venues were still packed.

Lin Feng asked Tiger to tally up today's card issuance.

Tiger took a calculator and spent a long time comparing accounts with Zhao Lulu. Finally, he wrote the numbers on a piece of paper and gave it to Lin Feng.

Netizen cards (100 yuan each): 76 cards, 7600 yuan.

NetGod Card (200 yuan): 32 cards, 6400 yuan.

Billiards cards (100 yuan each): 21 cards, 2100 yuan.

Chess and card game cards (100 yuan each): 12 cards, 1200 yuan.

Movie cards (20 yuan each): 27 cards, 540 yuan.

Silver Card (200 yuan): 42 cards, 8400 yuan.

Gold Card (500 yuan): 10 cards, 5000 yuan.

Diamond Card (1000 yuan): 2 cards, 2000 yuan in total.

Lin Feng pressed the buttons on the calculator once, then looked up and said:

"Thirty-three thousand and forty."

Tiger leaned closer to look at the numbers and froze. His mouth hung open, and he trembled slightly.

"One day?" Tiger finally managed to squeeze out a question.

Raymond Lam laughed and said, "Of course, it's our first day of business!"

"It's only a little past seven o'clock, and it's already 33,000 before even counting the money paid today?" Tiger asked again.

Raymond Lam nodded: "Mm."

Tiger leaned against the wall, almost falling to the ground. He steadied himself by holding onto the wall, took out a cigarette, and lit it three times with trembling hands.

"Brother Feng, 33,000 a day, that's 990,000 a month. That's 12 million a year. Even if we deduct the cost of 2 million, the net profit is still 10 million!" He said, his voice cracking at the end.

A moment later, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Brother Feng, you said you'd give me 10% of the shares in this store?"

"Um."

"If you earn ten million a year, and I have one million?"

"Um."

Without saying a word, Tiger knelt down on the ground with a thud.

He clasped his hands in a gesture reminiscent of ancient times: "Godfather, please accept my bow!"

The employees nearby were stunned. Zhao Lulu covered her mouth and laughed, while Song Yan and Liu Jiaqi exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

Lin Feng grabbed him and pulled him up: "Get the hell out of here! Don't embarrass me."

Tiger stood up, dusted off his knees, his eyes were a little red, and gave a silly laugh.

It was past 8 p.m., and there were still quite a few people. On the third floor, there was only one mahjong table and two DVD rooms occupied.

The internet cafe on the second floor was almost full, while on the first floor there were two tables playing billiards and a few people playing coin pusher machines and slot machines.

On the basement level, a group of young men and women were having fun, dancing and rollerblading.

Galaxy Entertainment City provides a great nightlife venue for the people of Huanan County.

Song Yan and the other two went home around 6 PM, while Lin Feng was having a meeting with a group of employees in the lobby on the first floor.

He took out a wad of cash from his pocket, counted out seven hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to Zhao Lulu:

"You and the three bubble tea girls, 100 each, you've worked hard today."

Zhao Lulu and the three milk tea girls took the money, their eyes lit up, and they bowed happily, saying:

"Thank you, boss!"

The other two girls who had just arrived looked disappointed; they were on the night shift and hadn't been there during the day.

Lin Feng took out another three hundred and handed it to his aunt:

"Aunt, Third Aunt, Tiger's mom, one hundred each. We have to keep working tomorrow, don't overwork yourselves."

The aunt took the money and said with a smile, "You child, why are you being so polite with your aunt?"

My aunt said from the side, "He's trying to win people over."

Tiger's mother didn't say anything, but neatly folded the money, stuffed it into her pocket, and patted it with a smile.

Lin Feng turned to the twenty-two brothers: "Who sold the most cards today?"

Wang Lei raised his hand; he was as thin as a monkey, but his eyes shone brightly: "Boss, I sold seventy-two!"

"How many?"

Wang Lei grinned, revealing two rows of teeth, as if he had just eaten a watermelon. "Seventy-two pictures."

Lin Feng took out another wad of cash from his pocket, counted out three hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to Wang Lei:

"The bonus is three hundred, and I mean it."

Wang Lei excitedly accepted the money and bowed.

The other guys' eyes lit up with envy, and they secretly vowed to work hard tomorrow and get first place too.

Raymond Lam drew another 100: "Who's second?"

A chubby, dark-skinned man stepped forward. Lin Feng handed him the money, and the chubby man's fat jiggled as he smiled.

Lin Feng glanced at the two milk tea girls who had just arrived, then pulled out another two hundred yuan and handed it to them:

"Although you two didn't come during the day, I'll have to trouble you two to keep an eye on the second and third floors tonight. I'm taking the guys out for a bit."

The two milk tea girls on the night shift immediately went from disappointed to delighted: "Thank you, boss, I promise I'll complete the task."