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Chapter 7 Bad Feng Shui
"Hi. I told you last night, please eat the marinated eggs I made." Zhou Fan had been waiting for Cao Jing in the hall early, and the throbbing in his heart made him wake up earlier than usual.

Cao Jing looked at Zhou Fan standing in the lobby on the first floor with some surprise, and the marinated egg in his hand.

"I thought you were joking." Cao Jing's sweet smile and dimples appeared on her face, and she reached out to take the fresh-keeping bag containing the marinated eggs.

"Thanks, I'm off to work."

Cao Jing smiled and shook her hand, and hurried out of the building.

"I didn't see it, you kid is very quick." Old Xu observed the whole process from the side, walked over with a cigarette dangling in his mouth, and looked at Zhou Fan who didn't see any advantage.

"Cut!" Zhou Fan smiled triumphantly, "Old Xu, you don't understand, it's called meeting thousands of miles away by fate."

Old Xu held his mouth shut, as if watching you blow.

"Huh~" Zhou Fan, who was humming a ditty, went upstairs to prepare for the stall this morning.

"Today's reputation has exceeded 250, but unfortunately the next level is still far away." Zhou Fan was still very excited when he saw 258/1000. Fatty Zhang's store contributed a full 100 reputation points last night, and it seems that they are all sold out.

Look at the stewed egg card again, 620/1000!

"Work harder! Otherwise, it will be hard to get rich selling eggs!!"

……

As always, I arrived at the gate of the No. [-] Middle School. It was still a familiar rhythm. There was an endless stream of repeat customers. Of course, only selling eggs was an absolute disadvantage. Therefore, although many stall owners were jealous of his business, they still did not regard it as a real threat. They just said something sour: "I'm afraid the money I earn isn't as expensive as the suit I'm wearing!"

However, he was wrong. The suit was issued by the company when it was sold. Originally, Wang Jianguo asked him to return it. Zhou Fan thought he would be fired and returned it to NMB, so it can be regarded as free.

At present, his economy has finally improved. He can basically earn three or four cents for each egg. In the past few days, he is much better than his sales, although the main reason is that his sales are really bad.

Zhou Fan, who had sold out his eggs, thought that he should eat something else too. He couldn't eat eggs all the time, so he put away the pot and went to the Hu spicy soup stand on the other side of the street to have breakfast.

"Xiao Zhou, your marinated eggs are a good business every day." The stall owner is Lao Ding, a native of Kaifeng, Henan, and praised Zhou Fan with a smile in Henan dialect.

Zhou Fan grinned and said, "Small money, just sell a few eggs, not as much as Lao Ding's."

"A lot of farts~" Lao Ding brought over a bowl of Hu spicy soup and two fried dough sticks on the table, and sat down by himself.

“Finally we’re almost busy.”

It's almost nine o'clock now, and there are fewer people eating breakfast, so Lao Ding can sit down and chat for a while.

Zhou Fan ate the Hu spicy soup, and said vaguely: "It's all hard work, Lao Ding."

Lao Ding wiped his hands, and said amusedly: "You brat, you're only in your 20s, what do you have the nerve to say?"

"What's wrong with being over 20, why don't you let the society beat you as usual." Zhou Fan broke off the legs of the fried dough sticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Hehe." Lao Ding shook his head, not thinking too much about it. "If you talk about beatings, it's the front office boss who was beaten badly."

Zhou Fan became interested when he heard this, and raised his head to look at the front room behind Lao Ding.

Most of the front-facing houses are rented out for catering, and many of these meetings are also open, and all kinds of catering are available.

Only the one that Lao Ding pointed out, with the lights on and the door closed, only the S County snacks on the plaque can be seen clearly that the signboard is very new.

"What's the matter?"

"This facade house is poisonous." Lao Ding said quietly, and then looked around.

"Ok?"

"The feng shui is not good, you don't know, the S county snack that opened before you came here, it just went out of business." Old Ding said seriously, "Besides, there used to be a store in this place, and now it's closed. This is basically the rent at the entrance of this row of schools.”

Lao Ding compared his fingers, 8.

"Eight thousand?"

"Well, [-] a month! This store has dropped to [-] and now no one dares to take over. The ghost knows how miserable the owner of this store is." Lao Ding got up with a smile, and made meals for the new customers went.

"I'm going?" Zhou Fan's heart moved slightly, and he stared at the shop for a long time, "Isn't this a good opportunity?"

Zhou Fancai doesn't care about Feng Shui, with such a good system in his hands, nothing will become a problem!

After two mouthfuls of Hu spicy soup, they picked up the pot and went to the door. Sure enough, they saw a small advertisement for rent.

After remembering the mobile phone number, I went home with a heavy heart.

……

"Only marinated eggs, the product is too single, and the earning is low, and now there are too few cooked every day, and there is not enough supply."

"Only if you make enough every day! You can sell enough, so you can quickly upgrade the marinated eggs, and you can analyze the second card as soon as you reach the full level!"

"This way you can speed up the road to wealth!"

Zhou Fan finally figured out the crux of the problem along the way, so he needed a place where he could make marinated eggs conveniently, and he did it in large quantities.

And that unlucky appearance just now suits him very well.

"Hello? Hello, I want to rent your front door?"

"Ah?! Okay, my shop is Wangpu, 8000 a month."

"Hehe, Boss, you are not kind! I know that no one rents your [-] yuan, and you have closed down many businesses in a row."

The person on the other end of the phone did not expect to call from an insider, so he couldn't help but become angry: "It's because they are not doing well. What kind of shop is it to blame? If they can't get shit out, it's the latrine?"

Zhou Fan has done a lot of sales anyway, and he has some experience in how to negotiate: "Boss, if it weren't for this, I really think your position is good, but I am also worried, how about 5000 a month."

"No..." Zhou Fan interrupted the boss before he finished speaking.

"Lease for five years."

The person on the other side obviously didn't expect this to be a routine. After thinking about it for a long time, he was tortured enough by this shop, and he felt cruel: "Okay, five years, one-time payment every year, 5000 a month."

Zhou Fan didn't expect it to be surprisingly smooth, and he still regretted that he knew he would try 4000.

After hanging up the phone, the key issue now is to raise funds. I looked at my bank card and found that the total amount of ill-gotten gains is just over 2000. I have to pay [-] for the rent and buy raw materials in the future, so I can't move.

And the rent for 5 years is paid annually, which is 6 yuan per year, which is not a small sum of money. What can I do?

"Migrant workers, the soul of migrant workers, and migrant workers are masters!"

Fatty Zhang's call came at a very suitable time, and he answered the phone with a smile: "Fatty Zhang, what's wrong~"

"Fuck, brother, your eggs are awesome! They were sold out last night, so give me another two hundred!" Fatty Zhang himself ate one last night, and was really shocked by Zhou Fan's marinated eggs.

"Fuck you, your egg! I'm a marinated egg! Okay, I'll deliver it to you before night, and I just need your help with something." Zhou Fan agreed with a smile.

"What's the matter, tell me~" Fatty Zhang replied grandly on the other end of the phone.

"Can you borrow 6 yuan? I'm ready to do business!"

"What the hell?! You borrowed money to do business?!" Fatty Zhang was surprised by Zhou Fan in the past two days.

Zhou Fan said seriously: "Yes, we are going to do catering."

"..." Fatty Zhang had no voice on the phone, and Zhou Fan felt cold, "Brother, I didn't pour cold water on you, you don't have much experience, and you don't know that catering is not easy, but I am your brother, and I will support you." , I haven’t been paid at home since I graduated, and I have ten thousand spare money in my hand, you can use it, and you don’t have to pay it back if you lose money.”

"Thank you!" Zhou Fan hung up the phone with mixed feelings.

(End of this chapter)