Chapter 2: The Blood-Sucking Door
Following the fingers of Ma Lanhua, who looked rich, Guan Yutao looked at the "Fried Wayi" boutique across the street, looking at the momentum of the crowds there, and accompanied by Ma Lanhua's broken thoughts, Guan Yutao only felt that his head was about to explode, can his store be compared with the opposite one? Zhang Jie opened a boutique, or an international chain, attracting young people, young people buy things based on their preferences, and they almost don't bargain much, do you know how much the plastic gadgets marked with dozens of dollars can cost? It's easy to make a profiteering. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The price of pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese is so transparent, the cost is there, and it is not good to increase the price indiscriminately.
Forget it, how can people not bow their heads under the eaves, if you don't bow your heads, sooner or later your head will break and bleed, Guan Yutao comforted himself, bowed his head and admitted:
"Aunt Ma, look, this business has not been easy to do recently, and I don't have a lot of money, can you see if you can give me another month of grace, and wait for me to 。。。。。。 next month."
Ma Lanhua, who was originally amiable, changed her face, her two stick-thick eyebrows were squeezed together, and the muscles on her dough were gathered, like a bun that had just come out of the cage, for Guan Yutao's unreasonable request, she was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the corners of her mouth twitched:
"What? Grace? Still a month? Hey, I said brother, you can't do business like you, if the business is not good, don't do it at all, your old Guan family should not do it, return the shop to me as soon as possible, I will rent it out separately, you Guan family don't occupy the pit and don't, I can't make a lot of money. ”
"Oh, Aunt Ma, look at what you said, my Guan family has been in a relationship with your family for so many years, you also know that our Guan family is not a debtor, and it is also a fact that our Guan family is in trouble now, my grandfather has kidney disease, and my parents were hit by a black driver who drove a black car, and they are still lying in the third hospital。。。。。。"
One trick didn't work, Guan Yutao hurriedly played the bitter card, not to mention, he looks thoughtful, and he will be public opinion, choked up and really has a bit of the posture of the bitter male pig's feet in the crooked drama, but what kind of person is Ma Lanhua, a shrewd and transparent businessman, where will he fall for your kind of unpopular tricks, waved his hand and shouted like chasing flies:
"Okay, okay, do you want me to advertise for you and get some sponsorship money?"
"Brother, doing business is about fairness, justice, and openness, and you don't pretend to be poor for me, the business of your Guanjia shop is so hot, and the daily turnover is almost three or four thousand, my little rent is nothing to you bosses, and one less game of mahjong will come out."
"Don't pretend to be pitiful anymore, don't go around to make a reputation for your aunt and me, what aunt I turn my face and don't recognize people, from the 15th of next month, I will collect money, a price of 6800! I've given your family a full profit of 400 hundred yuan, I don't believe you go out and ask, what has the storefront on Yangping Road risen, and there is a shortage of 800 yuan per square meter to see if someone rents it to you? ”
"Hey, it's only your Aunt Ma who is kind-hearted。。。。。。 Forget it, put those two pig ears on me! ”
The kitchen knife in Guan Yutao's hand fell towards the pier, and he opened a hole in the pier with a click, people are good at being bullied, Ma is good at being ridden, Guan Yutao has thought clearly, he has not been a big brother for many years, and any cow, ghost, snake and god dare to climb on his head and pee, he looked at Ma Lanhua with a smirk, gritted his back molars and smiled:
"Two skins in the mouth, the more you talk, the more proud you become, Aunt Ma really deserves to be a mouth on Yangping Road, Leprosy Bao yawns and rises 1000 without doing anything, if the money is so easy to earn, or I will give you the shop plate?"
"Hey, Guan Qi'er, what did your doll say, is there a tutor?"
"Tutor, Lao Tzu has never had one, what's wrong?"
Guan Yutao copied his hand, anyway, he was going to put the shop out, and he didn't bother to give Ma Lanhua a good look.
"Ma Lanhua, Lao Tzu told you that the contract was signed, no matter how poor Lao Tzu is, he will have to do the business until the end of June, and the rent is written in black and white on the contract, you say that the price will increase, you think you are the Price Bureau?"
Ma Lanhua's rich face was blue and white for a while, this Guan family boss seems to be muddy, otherwise he wouldn't speak ill of himself? But that's okay, she has long wanted to take back the shop, and at the end of next month, she said that she would not rent it to this stingy person anymore, and she didn't reply at the moment, just turned around and left with a sneer.
Watching the obese Ma Lanhua twist her ass and sway out of sight, Guan Yutao gritted his teeth and picked up the kitchen knife again to cut vegetables.
No wonder others, who called their dad no vision, even if he borrowed money, he should have put this shop down if he got together 100,000 yuan, and now the house price and shop price are rushing up like a rocket, and such a big waist flower shop has also soared to a crazy price of 360,000 yuan.
Guan Yutao, who was in an extremely irritable mood, cut the pig's tail while silently calculating in his heart, I got up early and was greedy for darkness, only rested for 3 and a half hours, and the turnover was only a little more than 3,000 every day, except for sixty percent of the material costs, only more than 1,200 were in hand, and even the medicine expenses of the elderly at home needed the help of the little sister to barely make it up, and at the end of the month, I had to pay this fee, that tax, and now the rent will rise, this business really can't be done.
"Grass!"
Guan Yutao only felt a pain in his fingers, and the red blood dripped down his fingers on the board, and the little young man standing outside the counter stared at him and shouted:
"Hey, boss, do you want to get me a bowl of Mao Xuewang'er to drink? Hey, what are you doing stupidly? Are you going to sell these blood-stained ones to me, why don't you put the band-aid on it and re-cut it for Lao Tzu? ”
Guan Yutao's eyelids rolled, picked up the kitchen knife and shouted outside:
"Get out of here!"
After speaking, he ignored the few people lined up outside, and pulled down the roller shutter door.
"Bang!"
There was a fierce kicking of the roller shutter door, and several voices cursed outside:
"You melon baby, don't do business earlier, the bad Lao Tzu has been standing outside for a long time, just your waist flower façade, dirty and messy, your turtle son's service attitude is so bad, in today's social environment, if you don't go out of business, I will have your surname!"
"Oh, forget it, don't be like this melon baby, take a walk, Korean barbecue, and drink night beer."
Listening to a few people outside scolding and walking away, Guan Yutao sat on the stool with a dejected face, letting the blood flow down his fingers, and staring at the small space in the dim light with dull eyes, only to feel that the invisible thing of life was like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, making him breathless.
According to his previous temper, he will definitely open the door and practice with these two boys, and let them know that the master of Guan Ji braised pork is not a soft egg, think about it back then, forget it, don't say it, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, and it's all bitter tears when he talks too much.
Guan Yutao shook his head, life, it is like this, it has always been hidden by your side, never showing the dew, and when you need the opportunity, it will jump out and educate you, what is called the cruelty of reality.
"Forget it, it's a big deal to sell the family's welfare house, and I'll give this ghost store to someone else tomorrow!"
Guan Yutao made up his mind, slowly stood up, and opened the door of the small warehouse, he didn't notice that the moment his blood-stained hand left the doorknob, the doorknob was like a sponge that strangely absorbed the bloody handprint.