Yang Yimu looked at Han Yuan in a daze, his eyes a little distracted.

She had to admit that this was the best boy of the same age she had ever met in reality.

Liu Jiawang's face was like ashes, and he collapsed on the seat.

Now he only has a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart......

The music on stage is not over yet, and the rapid rhythm makes people's hearts beat faster.

Han Yuan played so hard, was he deliberately showing off his skills?

No, he's pretending.

Today, Han Yuan wants his name to spread throughout the academy and increase his influence.

Soon after, the song ended.

The host was also very excited, kept praising Han Yuan, and then handed the microphone to Han Yuan.

Han Yuan didn't say thank you or anything like that, but introduced his own bubble tea shop.

"Hello everyone, I'm Han Yuan from the 0302 class of the International Trade Center, maybe everyone is still very unfamiliar with this name, but it doesn't matter, I don't expect everyone to remember me in the vast sea of people."

"I just want to say that I opened a 'Long March' milk tea shop on the corner of Beimen Street, the price is affordable, the taste is novel, if you like to drink sweet, I hope you can go over to cheer up."

Han Yuan's advertising was inserted very bluntly, which also broke the original atmosphere, but he did not feel embarrassed, but showed great enthusiasm.

As an uncle, being thick-skinned is a basic operation.

If he didn't even have the courage to advertise, how could he make a lot of money.

.........

Two days later, the bubble tea shop officially opened.

On the first day of opening, Wen Wan was almost paralyzed from exhaustion from the heavy work.

Obviously, it has just opened, and the bubble tea shop has actually begun to queue up, and the two little girls who originally had some cashier experience are in a hurry.

Fortunately, most of the college students are very qualified, otherwise they don't know how many things will go wrong just by collecting money.

It was not yet six o'clock in the afternoon, and the ingredients and paper cup straws that could have lasted at least three days were all sold out, and the rest of the stock was placed in Wen Wan's house, so that the bubble tea shop had to close early.

Han Yuan, who had finished the class, was also helping in the store, shook his head and said helplessly: "Sister Wan, didn't you prepare some more materials?" ”

“...... I directly prepared the amount for three days, who knew there was such an exaggeration. ”

Wen Wan sat next to her and counted today's accounts with the two cashier girls.

To this day, she still doesn't understand why Han Yuan's bubble tea shop is so prosperous.

Even though the milk tea tastes good, on the first day of opening, customers have not tasted it, so there is no reason why they would like Long March milk tea.

Moreover, the price of Han Yuan's milk tea is much more expensive than the original powder milk tea, a simple lemon tea costs three yuan and five, and the signature milk tea is sold for seven yuan.

If you haven't tasted the taste, you should be deterred by the price at first.

Wen Wan had opened a bubble tea shop in Yancheng for nearly three years, and there had never been a day when business was so good.

Soon after, today's earnings count came out.

1893.5 yuan, excluding the cost of not much, and the salary of 160 yuan for the two cashier sisters, the net profit is at least 1400 yuan.

Seeing this number, Wen Wan immediately thought that she had miscalculated.

This is still a situation of insufficient inventory, if Wen Wan is well prepared, wouldn't she be able to get two thousand yuan a day?

2,000 a day, 60,000 a month, and more than 50,000 after deducting rent.

Wen Wan never imagined that the cheap milk tea in her impression could be so profitable.

"Don't think about it, it's mostly fresh now, and business shouldn't be so good after a while."

Han Yuan knew that this was just his own advertising effect, and when the freshness passed, only those who really liked to drink milk tea would come and buy it regularly.

“...... Even so, it's an exaggeration. ”

Wen Wan is still excited, you must know that 20% of the profit of this store is her salary, and she can get more than 10,000 yuan in profits of more than 50,000 yuan per month.

Although business is very tiring when business is getting better, for Wen Wan, who needs to raise her daughter alone, tens of thousands a month is worth spending all her time in the store.

"Sister Wan, this is just the beginning, let's take a long-term view."

"When the Long March brand is launched, we will open many chain stores, and if you do your duty, maybe I will give you some shares of the entire brand, instead of stopping at one store."

"And you two beauties, I know you feel that this job is very tiring, but you are the first employees to join our Long March, as long as you work hard to express yourself, you may have the opportunity to become a store manager like Sister Wan in the future."

Hearing Han Yuan's words, the cashier girl, who was still complaining in her heart that she was tired and tired and only had 80 yuan, suddenly became excited, and swore that she would work hard.

"Brand ......"

Looking at Han Yuan, who was talking eloquently, Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, and for the first time she had admiration in her heart.

When she first learned about Han Yuan's thoughts, although she felt that Han Yuan was quite smart, after all, he was just a teenager, and he might not be able to do many things well.

But now it seems that Han Yuan's angle is far beyond her imagination.

But then again, if you give shares, you will give shares, and when you are a store manager, you will be a store manager, why does Han Yuan always have the word 'maybe' in his words?

After the business of the bubble tea shop stabilized, the classmates in Han Yuan's class also came to cheer.

Due to his busy business, Han Yuan often helps in the store when he is not in class, so he entertains these acquaintances and old customers, which unconsciously deepens the stickiness of customers.

On this day, Han Yuan was sitting in the store and suddenly noticed Su Xiaorou passing by.

Her footsteps stopped at the door of the bubble tea shop, her eyes looked straight at the word 'Long March', then took out her small purse and looked at it, and finally took it back lonely.

Obviously, a minimum of three yuan and five cups of milk tea is not something she can afford.

Han Yuan patted his head and almost forgot about this girl.

She only has 200 yuan for living expenses at the beginning of school, and she is reluctant to ask her mother for money, even if she is always rubbing Han Yuan's food during military training, it is estimated that she does not have much savings.

Seeing that Su Xiaorou was about to walk out of the school gate, Han Yuan got up and chased after him.

"Xiaorou, I've been open for so long, and you haven't come to cheer, aren't you kind?"

"I—I don't have any money......"

Seeing Han Yuan coming over to ask, Su Xiaorou lowered her head and murmured.

"What do you think, what do we have to do with each other, I must have invited you to drink."

Han Yuan pulled Su Xiaorou into the store and beckoned Wen Wan to make a cup of chilled alpine water.

Su Xiaorou, who was familiar with Han Yuan's style, didn't refuse, and obediently took the milk tea and drank it with her head down.

Seeing her short-handed, cowering appearance, Han Yuan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Even if she was forced to accept kindness, Su Xiaorou would still feel indebted.