Lin Feng took Song Jiaren's little hand and looked at the store in front of him, with a very familiar feeling.

Sure enough, after searching the information I remembered, I found that the store was indeed my own!

This shop is called 'Shu Taste Dry Pot City', with a row of storefronts and more than 50 meters long.

This is actually several facades of a building, with a large area of open shops.

In addition to the first floor, the second floor is also Lin Feng's.

Of course, it was also rented by the same owner.

Together, the two floors can accommodate hundreds of dining tables.

Because it is a restaurant street with dense traffic, the rental price of the store is very expensive, close to 10 yuan per square meter a day.

The two-story building is more than 2,000 square meters, and the annual rent is 7 million.

Of course, it is the owner who opened this store that makes more money.

The daily turnover is hundreds of thousands, and it is not a problem to earn twenty or thirty million a year.

The contract is signed every five years, with a year and a half to expire.

However, a year in advance, the boss will talk to him to renew the lease, or propose to buy out the shop directly.

If you count the initial investment and the first half of the business growth cycle that is not very profitable, in the past three years, the net worth accumulated by the boss should be close to a 'small goal'.

Some unscrupulous landlords see that tenants are making money by opening stores, so they want to get them away and open their own stores.

But they didn't think that in addition to the importance of the location of the store, the way people do business and the goods they sell are also the reasons for the booming business.

But next time it's time to raise the price, at least by a million rents......

Business was not the best time at noon, but the first floor was almost full.

Walking in, a spicy smell comes to your face.

Lin Feng felt a little pungent, and after taking a few deep breaths, he finally eased up.

There were still some vacant seats on the second floor, and just as the waiter cleaned up a window position, Lin Feng pulled Song Jiaren over.

As soon as I sat down, the waiter came over with the menu.

Lin Feng ordered a medium portion of chicken and beef, as well as a small portion of vegetarian dishes such as potatoes.

Song Jiaren swallowed her saliva, took the menu and ordered shrimp, rabbit and broccoli.

"It's almost enough, so I won't order it."

When it was Han Xiang's turn to order, she waved her hand.

Lin Feng wanted to drive, so he didn't ask for wine, but ordered six cans of herbal tea.

Eating a dry pot is easy to get hot, and drinking herbal tea can make it hot.

More than ten minutes later, a large bowl of 'big hodgepodge' and a small bucket of rice were served.

Song Jiaren held chopsticks, stretched her neck and looked in, but did not find the prawns she liked to eat.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, rummaged through it with chopsticks a few times, and selected a few prawns to put in her bowl.

Song Jiaren has been educated in etiquette, and she can't use chopsticks to pick and choose from the dishes when eating, which is very rude.

Lin Feng said with a smile: "Whatever you want to eat, you can turn it inside, and it's boring to eat a dry pot without turning the vegetables." Of course, except for dry pot and hot pot, when you eat, you have to honestly abide by etiquette, you know? ”

"Hmm!" Song Jiaren bit a shrimp and nodded.

Han Xiang doesn't like spicy food, so she picks up vegetarian dishes with a bowl of rice, and uses tea to remove the chili noodles on it.

Lin Feng and Song Jiaren ate so much that their mouths 'hissed', and their mouths were full of oil.

A big pot of dishes, almost all of them went into the belly of Lin Feng and Song Jiaren.

When you're full,

Lin Feng looked at Han Xiang, who had lost his appetite, "Don't say what you want to eat, next time I invite you to authentic Hangzhou cuisine, you will definitely taste the taste of your hometown." ”

"Thank you!"

Han Xiang smiled and nodded.

……

When checking out at the front desk, Lin Feng paid more than 500 yuan by card.

It's quite affordable, no wonder there are so many guests.

It's still noon, and if it's evening, you'll have to wait until it's late!

As soon as I went out, a heat wave greeted me.

Lin Feng pulled Song Jiaren to speed up his pace, wanting to hurry up and enjoy the air conditioner in the car.

But before he could take a few steps, two strong men in T-shirts stopped Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned his head and found that there were three other people behind him.

Two young men, one middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman is the shrew who had a conflict with Lin Feng in the community before and walked the dog without a leash.

"It's him, it's he who beat my big flower to death!"

The middle-aged woman pointed at Lin Feng and said through gritted teeth.

Next to her, a young man in his twenties, wearing a gold chain around his neck and a floral shirt, smiled and took a few steps forward.

He looked at Lin Feng and said with a joking face: "What a coincidence! The front foot beat my sister's dog to death, and the back foot ran to my sister's house to eat! We're really destined! ”

Lin Feng frowned and said, "You stopped me to beat me on this street?" ”

The young man shook his head and said, "Now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, how can you beat people?" I just want to find you to lose money! Any idea how much your killed dog is worth? It was a purebred horse dog, imported from abroad, and my sister raised it as her own son. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Jiaren spoke: "That's a dog, isn't your sister a?" ”

"Puff~"

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

That's a brilliant statement.

The middle-aged woman's face darkened suddenly, and she looked like she was about to explode.

The young man pulled his sister and said with a frown: "One million! If you lose money, I won't bother you. Otherwise, there are ways to deal with you! ”

Lin Feng glanced at the dry pot shop, "That's your family?" ”

The young man said proudly: "That's the shop opened by my brother-in-law, see if you see it, the business is very good, you can open a store on this street, how can you do it without some strength." ”

Lin Feng said with a smile: "I'm afraid that if I give money, I will burn your sister and your brother-in-law's hands, and your brother-in-law will not be treated well in the future!" ”

The middle-aged woman sneered at this time and said: "Pretending to be like a big-tailed wolf, you have seen a lot of little white-faced old ladies like you, and you have a set of pretenses, if you really want to come with a real knife and a real gun, it is useless." ”

"Ma'am, what do you mean? You have something to say! ”

Lin Feng asked with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged woman frowned and closed her mouth.

"Since you dare to say big things, then don't talk nonsense, lose money!"

The young man said impatiently.

Lin Feng nodded, "Since that store is yours, then I'll swipe one million at the cashier!" It is not possible to pay 1 million to transfer to a personal account. ”

"I also have to write a note, don't say that our store is blackmailing you at that time." The young man added.

"Good!"

Lin Feng readily agreed.

It was done in a matter of minutes.

Pay a million by card, then write a note and sign your name.

This meal, it's expensive enough.

……

"Uncle Lin, it's their fault, why should you pay them?"

After getting into the car, Song Jiaren said puzzled.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Because I gave them money, it won't be long before they will pay me back more money!" ”

Song Jiaren scratched her head, very puzzled.

Han Xiang also looked at Lin Feng with puzzled eyes.

Lin Feng explained: "Because the store is mine!" If I don't rent to them, how much will they lose? Business is so good, their food is one thing, and most importantly, the location is so good.

Now that the competition in the catering industry is so big, such a good location is not worrying about rent, but it is not so easy for them to find another store with such a good location. ”

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