Chapter 162: The shop is stolen
I went back to the shop and was about to open the door, only to find that something was wrong with the roller shutter. Where the padlock is, there is a brick pressed against it. I removed the brick, the padlock was gone, and the door rolled up on its own. How nice it would be if the door of happiness opened automatically for me like this one, I smiled wryly. Hey, how did Fang Fangmu do it? In a hurry, you have to lock the door before leaving! No, no matter what, Fang Fangmu can't ignore the safety of my property. The door was pried! I came to my senses. The amount of drinks and bottled water does not seem to be less. Money? Right! Look at the money in the drawer. It's over, the drawer has been pried open, and not a single coin is gone!
"Demon girl, the shop has been pried!" I hurriedly called Fang Fangmu.
"What? I'm sleeping soundly, and I hate it. Yes? Stolen?! "At first, the witch blamed me for breaking her dream, but when she heard the word "pried", she suddenly woke up.
"The drawer was pried open, and not a single coin was gone! Your bed is also a mess. However, there were no signs of the drink and bottled water being touched. "A blessing in misfortune.
"If not, there will be no such thing, as long as the goods are not stolen. I'm not missing anything in bed, right? Fang Fangmu said very easily, the money was stolen, and she didn't care at all. The enchantress doesn't care about money, but about what's in her bed. Isn't it just clothes and unknown cosmetics bought at some street stalls? How much is it worth? And yesterday's payment, to say the least, is 10,000 yuan!
"No less! No less! Even the two hairs you fell out of bed are still there! "I didn't say it angrily.
"Hehe, okay, husband, I'm so sleepy, I still want to sleep, don't quarrel with me anymore, kiss you. Bye-bye, see you in your dreams! "The demon girl is very calm, and she can still laugh! What's even worse is that she still has the heart to kiss me!
I called the police and the police came, but they didn't work as hard as the police I saw on TV. They didn't look for clues, they didn't extract any handprints or footprints, they just looked inside and out and asked me how much I had lost. I said, Mr. Policeman, my drawer handle is stainless steel, and in addition to my fingerprints, there are also thieves' fingerprints on it, which are very clear. A policeman listened, reluctantly wiped the drawer handle and took his fingerprints. I asked when there would be an answer, and I replied, "I'll let you know if there's progress." "I'm disappointed to be so skilled.
Hey, the theft has been stolen, and the possibility of recovery is almost zero. I complained so much that I didn't even eat and went to work. I sent it to the finished place, it was already nine o'clock, and the witch hadn't come back yet. When this happens, she still sleeps so peacefully, she has no heart and no lungs, demon girl! When it was close to noon, the "really sweet" water arrived, and a good signboard was also carried, and the words "clean so water" were very eye-catching. Since then, the water shop has a name and a name, and it is no longer a black shop. I looked at the signboard hanging high, and I was very emotional about the word "net", as if I was standing quietly on it and smiling at me, hehe.
Not long after I followed the car to the construction site to deliver the goods, I finally saw the demon girl appear at the intersection in a hurry, followed by Jing Jing and Little Dimple, who was still holding vegetables in her hand. Demon girl, are you willing to come back? I thought you were taken away by a wolf. I secretly scolded the witch for having no conscience.
"Sister Jing, look! What a beautiful signboard! 'Pure water', hehe, very interesting, there is also a bucket of pure water inclined next to it, and the water in the bucket pours out, very pure. Quietly looked up at the signboard, looked at me twice, and smiled knowingly. Fang Fangmu looked at the signboard, and found that he quietly lowered his head and smiled, and immediately turned cloudy, his face was gloomy, and it was very ugly.
The demon girl's mouth is bulging, and her walking is also "knocking". After she entered the shop, she took a bucket to vent her air, kicked this bucket once, kicked that bucket twice, and muttered in her mouth: "No wonder I shaved and changed my clothes before going out, it turned out that I was infatuated!" Go to hell! I ignored her, Jingjing was still standing outside the door, I didn't hear it, I was worried that Jingjing would be embarrassed, so I simply walked out and chatted with Jingjing. Little Dimple is like a housewife, busy cooking and cooking, very diligent.
In my free time, I led Jingjing to the intersection and introduced her to the location of the water shop and her future plans: the shop is located in the south of the Yongjiang Bridge, less than 100 meters away from the bridge, and the opposite road is the Riverside Leisure Park, where there are many people at night and on rest days. In addition to two large bars in and outside the riverside park, there is also an ice skating rink, whether it is a bar or an ice rink, business is particularly hot. A hundred meters to the south of the riverside park, there is also a gymnasium, where various sports events are often held, and many people usually go to exercise inside, especially in the evening. There are no shops selling drinks near Riverside Park or the gymnasium, so if we push the refrigerator across the street and sell drinks at night or on a day off, we must have made a lot of money.
Look at the road on our side, there are no beverage shops nearby, there is a hot pot restaurant in front of the shop, I heard the residents here say, don't look at them are closed now, when it comes to winter, it is very lively. We can sell alcohol and tobacco to diners. The theater also often has performances and conferences, which are all exclusive to us. On the right side of my shop, there is a car wash, although the business is bleak, but there are also a lot of people with money and cars coming in and out, which will also bring some business. The shop is facing an open space and a 50-square-meter iron boron room. Because of the popularity of the surrounding area, we can sell breakfast in the morning and barbecue in the evening. The original theater gate has been demolished, and since the vacant land is inside the original theater gate, the chengguan will not interfere.
Also, at the intersection of entering the theater, we can sell cooked food here, which is very convenient for people who come back from work from Yongjiang Bridge, and the city management can't control it. As for the business outside these stores, it is naturally mainly quietly in charge, and when I have time, I will assist her. The reason why I said it in such detail was to let Jing Jing know that I had something in mind and to increase her confidence in me. In this way, she will also be a little more sure-footed.
These businesses, don't look petty, are very inconspicuous, but they require little capital, low risk, and high profit margins. I am full of confidence and guidance. However, when I listened quietly, I frowned. But that's all I can think of at the moment as a practical means of making money. I don't have any words to comfort her. To make her happy with lies and bragging, I can't do it. The debt of 500,000 is like a big mountain, hanging over Jingjing's head, and also hanging over my head, if after three months, I can't move it, Jingjing's end will be very miserable. With the business of these small traders and hawkers, it is impossible to earn 500,000 yuan in three months.
I hope that within a month, I can accumulate a certain amount of money, and then find some businesses that can produce quick results and make a lot of money. But right now, the only funds I have were stolen last night, and I only have 500 yuan in my pocket.
Jingjing originally had high hopes for me, thinking that I had some grand ambitions, but I didn't expect that my ambition would be these trivial small businesses, or even setting up stalls. During the meal, she frowned. Even Fang Fangmu, who had an ugly face just now, had already talked and laughed with the little dimple, and he still ate quietly, without saying a word. Jing Jing is so low that I can't bear to look at it, so I have to brag: "Quiet, there is no endless road, and there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain!" Believe me. ”
Although I spoke with a sonorous voice and seemed to be full of ambition, my heart was very empty. Where's the road? Even I can't see clearly.
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