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Wang Bo gave Huang Zeyuan, the owner of the "Red Red Chinese Restaurant", two days to move. But Huang Zheyuan's wife Li Cunfen didn't want to stay for a day, as soon as she signed a sublease contract with Wang Bo that day, she began to dismiss employees that night, and the next day she called a few fire three-wheelers (motorized three-wheelers) to start moving. In the afternoon of the next day, Li Cunfen personally handed over the key to the Chinese restaurant and slammed the door to Wang Bo, and said that he wished his family's "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles" a prosperous business. Wang Bo also snorted, wishing the two of them a good fortune to open a restaurant in G Prefecture and make a fortune! Li Cunfen was a little embarrassed after hearing this, and replied, "The little brother and baby can talk," and then turned into the back box of the fire three wheels, and left this "sad place" with a rumbling sound.

"Bo'er, let's divide some people over tomorrow? I just saw it, I just need to buy some more tables and benches, pots and pans, and it will be open soon." The stoves in the kitchen here are ready-made. As soon as Huang Zeyuan and his family left, Wang Jichang couldn't wait to come to his new territory, walked around, and then came out to discuss with Wang Bo in a hurry.

"No hurry, old man. I'm going to renovate this restaurant before opening it. When the time comes, if it doesn't open, once it opens, our "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles" must be the most high-grade snack bar known to women and children in all directions. Standing at the door of the messy Chinese restaurant, Wang Bo looked at the more than 100 square meters of land, and a sense of pride was born in his heart.

You write (rent) this shop to cut off (use) a few thousand, buy a car for a thousand, and rent a house for Guan Ping in the gymnasium. What kind of money do you take to decorate?" Wang Jichang shouted.

As soon as he mentioned this, Wang Jichang was a little angry. After more than ten days of hard work, I saw that the family had saved six or seven thousand yuan, but I was exhausted by this big-spending son. In addition to the bicycle, Wang Jichang actually understood that his son didn't spend money indiscriminately, but this kind of "loser behavior" of finding one flower or two still made him feel painful.

That's more than 7,000 dollars! He's never seen that much money in his life!

"Dad! I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf! If we want to make a lot of money, we must be willing to invest. You look at the first store I opened, I said that I would spend money to decorate it, make a good-looking signboard, and give you and your mother an eye-catching outfit, but you didn't agree at first? But what is the effect after I really make it? Old man, you don't have to think much about the rest, you and your mother, little aunt, you just do it according to my requirements. If I say it's a whole thing, you can make a whole whole thing. I'm not as good as you when playing cards, and you have to listen to me when it comes to business. Wang Bo's "serious speech" explained Wang Jichanglai.

Wang Bo's words made Wang Ji a little speechless, because in fact, as his stepson said, what he strongly opposed at the beginning turned out to be wrong and had no vision, and all the plans of his stepson have not made a single mistake so far, and the business that has been so good during this period is the best proof. Although Wang Jichang was reluctant to admit it, he was unwilling to admit defeat in his heart: he, an old man who had run for most of China, was indeed inferior to his stepson who was not even half his age in business.

"But what about the money? You've spent all the money, where do you find the money to decorate? You can't wait for the rice noodle shop to make money before you start renovating, right? I don't know if it's going to wait until the Year of the Monkey. Besides, if you don't have to get up in such a big place, you will have to suffer forty or fifty rents a day, which is cost-effective?"

"I know how to find a way to make money, old man, you don't have to worry about it. This night, when the aunt and uncle are gone, our family will discuss it again. That's it for today. Wang Bo patted his stepfather on the shoulder and went back to the rice noodle shop next door.

In the evening, as soon as Zhong Xiaomin left, Wang Bo found another excuse to send Guan Ping back to the rented house, so he asked Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu not to be busy stirring up the shame, he had something to say to the two.

Wang Bo told his mother what he had said to Wang Jichang in the morning. Zeng Fanyu is now completely the only one who is looking forward to her son, and she believes what Wang Bo says. Zeng Fanyu listened to his son even when he said he wanted it.

"Listen to your son, where does the money come from?" Wang Jichang was unwilling to think about his stepson in the morning, but he had no choice but to say what he questioned his stepson in the morning.

"That's right, Bo'er, I forgot, we don't have any money now! You want to decorate the next door, where does the money come from?" Zeng Fanyu then remembered about money, and she was also clear about the expenses of the family during this time, and almost wiped out the thousands of yuan she had saved some time ago.

"Hehe, we don't have any money, the bank has money to sprinkle!" Wang Bo looked at his Lao Tzu with a smile!

"Bank, do you want to find a bank loan?" Wang Jichang's reaction was not slow.

"Isn't Uncle Li in charge of credit at the Agricultural Bank of China? It should be easy to find him to borrow tens of thousands of yuan, right?"

"Looking for your Uncle Li, this ...... You make me think about it. Wang Jichang is not averse to loans. In the past, he often sighed in front of his wife and stepson, regretting that he would not have fallen, saying that if his mother hadn't stopped him desperately in the early nineties, he would have asked his sister and brother for a loan to start a business. At that time, it was so speculative that I made money from any business. He has several comrades-in-arms who have recovered, and they just dare to fight, and now they are all rich. Wang Jichang repeated these words no less than ten times in front of Wang Bo and his mother. Every time, Wang Bo will think, fortunately, the grandmother who has never met stopped you, otherwise, you don't know where to hide from your debts now!

"Dad, you think, now the net income of our millet powder shop alone is five or six hundred a day, and fifteen thousand a month. Let's borrow 50,000 yuan from Uncle Li and decorate the shop next door, I don't dare to say that there will be more when the time comes, and I am still confident that I can earn a thousand yuan a day. A thousand a day, thirty thousand a month. In two months at most, we will repay the loan. After that, it's net income. Seeing that Wang Jichang was still a little hesitant, Wang Bo added another fire to his Lao Tzu.

Wang Jichang did not reject loans, and now the income of the rice noodle shop has given him great confidence, plus the last time he borrowed money from his sister, Yu Yu returned home, not only made him lose face, but also lost control of his family's finances. If he can borrow the money this time and make a turnaround, he will be able to speak for himself in the financial power of the family in the future. It's not like now that he doesn't have a little right to speak, it's all up to the two mothers, and he can only beat the side drum, which can't play a decisive role.

After some consideration, Wang Jichang finally made up his mind and said, "I want it." I'll go to Brother Li tomorrow at noon and ask him to give me a loan. But Bo'er, isn't 50,000 a bit much? What are you doing to decorate, you need to spend 50,000 yuan??"

"If you don't pretend, you won't pretend, if you want to pretend, you have to pretend to be! I want to make our 'Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles' a scene in Sifang City." I can't tell you now, but one day I'll take you to the city and eat a plate of KFC. The decoration cost of 50,000 yuan is completely Wang Bo's estimate, and it will definitely not look like it in the future, but considering the current labor and materials, as well as the low prices, he thinks it is about the same. As for the house of more than 100 square meters he rents now, it will cost at least 300,000 yuan to get it in Sifang more than ten years later, and no one may be willing to buy 50,000 yuan now.

I haven't been to Chengshi for years. As soon as he heard about eating and playing, Wang Jichang immediately became interested.

"Old man, let's work hard in the past two or three years. In the future, don't say that it will become a city, it will be the magic capital, the imperial capital, son, I will also take you and your mother to Chao! We are too lazy to take the car and train, so we can take the plane directly!" Wang Bo made a grand wish to Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu.

"What, flying? That's scary! If you fall, you're not going to die, it's better to take the train. Your mom has never been on a train in her life. Zeng Fanyu smiled like a flower, obviously immersed in the imagination of a better future.

"I'm talking about you, old hat. The leaders of other countries are all on planes, why haven't they fallen?" Wang Jichang said with disdain.

"The planes of the state leaders must be specially made! The cigarettes smoked by the people are all specially supplied by the Sifang Cigarette Factory, and the unchanged planes are not specially supplied? Can they be the same as you ordinary people?" Zeng Fanyu replied to Wang Jichang, but he was a blank eye.

His mother's words made Wang Bo immediately happy, and he couldn't help laughing, feeling that although his mother was the "old hat" in his stepfather's mouth, his mother, the "old hat", could draw inferences from one another, know the autumn from one leaf, and see the essence through the phenomenon. Although what I said just now is biased, it is not far from the truth.

After doing his stepfather's job, the loan was settled. That night, Wang Bo specially told Wang Jichang not to leak his own revenue. If the aunt really wants to know, let's say that the gross profit is about 200 yuan a day, except for water, electricity, rent and labor, it can drop more than 100 yuan a day.

More than 100 a day, 3 or 4,000 a month, which is almost equivalent to the total income of Li Mingde's family in a month.

Of course, it's just on the surface.