Rebirth: Recovering My Treasure Girl

Chen Ziqiang nodded lightly: "Well, it's okay to ask, just in case..."

At this moment, Chen Yang came out of the room and walked to the kitchen door.

"Dad, Mom, I think auntie can open a pharmacy." Chen Yang said loudly.

Chen Ziqiang and Zhao Caixia both turned their faces when they heard the sound, and their eyes fell on their son's face.

"Open a pharmacy?" Zhao Caixia was a little surprised.

Chen Ziqiang thought for a while, then turned to Zhao Caixia and said, "Yes Caixia, Xiao Yang has a good idea. Doesn't your sister have a Western pharmacist license? It's just right to open a pharmacy!"

Zhao Caixia shook her head and said: "You two don't understand, so don't talk nonsense. If you want to open a pharmacy, there needs to be at least one licensed pharmacist in the store. Otherwise, the pharmacy license will not be obtained at all. My sister is just a Western pharmacist and is not qualified enough." of!"

Chen Ziqiang didn't know anything about the pharmaceutical industry. When his wife said this, he immediately stopped talking.

Chen Yang said: "Mom, can't we just hire a licensed pharmacist? If people are willing to come to work in the store, then come. If they don't want to come to work, let them have their certificate attached to the pharmacy. We will pay some fees every year to support it." that is."

Chen Ziqiang thought so, and immediately looked at his wife again.

Zhao Caixia simply put down what she was doing, turned around and asked, "I invite you just when you say please? It's not as easy as you think! Go, go, do your own thing. Children, don't interrupt when adults are talking." ."

Chen Yang had no intention of leaving, and continued: "Mom, let me tell you the truth, the pharmacy business is profitable and stable. Since there are not many pharmacies in Hengzhou City, I should open one as soon as possible. Properly making money!”

Chen Ziqiang also thought so and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I've heard people say that opening a pharmacy is quite profitable."

Zhao Caixia frowned slightly and said, "Okay! Even if you can pay to hire a licensed pharmacist, then I ask you, where is the money to open a shop? Can you and your father and son open it just by talking about it?"

Zhao Caixia did not stop and continued: "I know a person whose family opened a pharmacy in the county. I heard that it was just a small pharmacy. At first, it was just purchasing goods, buying cabinets, and decorating. This did not include transfer fees. We spent 150,000 before it even opened!"

"It's not like you don't know about my sister's situation. It costs at least 100,000 yuan to open a pharmacy in the city right now. Where do you want her to get the money?" Zhao Caixia was helpless.

Chen Ziqiang thought for a while and asked: "If your mother is willing to support your sister a little, and then borrow a little from our relatives and friends, do you think she can collect 100,000 yuan?"

Zhao Caixia immediately shook her head and said: "Don't even think about it. My sister has said a long time ago that she will not touch a penny of my mother's money. It is for my mother's retirement. If you ask her to ask her for this Mouth, she would rather not open a pharmacy!"

The two have been married for so many years, and Chen Ziqiang has some understanding of this sister-in-law's temper, so he can only nod his head, and then glance at Chen Yang, as if to say: Forget it, this matter is no good!

Chen Yang looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, what if I pay the money?"

"You paid? Where did you get the money?" Zhao Caixia looked at her son in surprise.

Chen Ziqiang was also shocked by his son's words, and he stopped selecting vegetables in his hands.

Chen Yang said: "Of course I don't have that much money now, but I should have it soon. If I invest in a pharmacy for my aunt, you won't object, right?"

Zhao Caixia was amused by her son's words and asked: "Son, you said it won't take long, how long is it specifically? Three years or five years?"

Chen Ziqiang also looked at his son with interest, waiting for his answer.

"Don't worry about this, it won't take long anyway." Chen Yang didn't want to say.

Then, Chen Yang added: "Mom, before I have money, it would actually be good if my aunt could go to work in a pharmacy. She can get familiar with the operation mode of the pharmacy, and she can get started quickly when she opens her own store."

Zhao Caixia's curiosity suddenly became stronger when she heard what her son said was true.

"Son, tell me honestly, how are you going to make this money?" Zhao Caixia asked.

Chen Ziqiang suddenly thought of something and immediately said: "Xiao Yang, did you secretly write a new novel and submit it for submission?"

Zhao Caixia thought, yes, her son can make money by writing novels.

But the next second Zhao Caixia rejected this idea, because even if the manuscript fee for the new novel is higher than the current one, it can't be as high as 100,000 yuan!

"How is it possible to have so much royalties?" Zhao Caixia shook her head in denial, and then asked: "Son, tell me honestly, don't hide it from me."

Chen Yang actually didn't want to say it, but Zhao Caixia kept asking for the details and wouldn't let him go unless he said it.

Helpless, Chen Yang had no choice but to use the fact that he could get royalties from publishing physical books and selling them as a cover.

Zhao Caixia never thought that this could happen, and she suddenly said with a surprised look on her face: "Son, are you saying that your novel can be printed as a separate book in the future and sold in bookstores?"

"Yes! Novel royalties are usually between 8% and 12%. Because I am a newcomer, the royalty rate is probably the lowest standard of 8%." Chen Yang nodded.

Chen Ziqiang didn't understand this field, so he asked: "If it is an 8% royalty, how much money can I earn?"

Chen Yang said very seriously: "If the retail price of my novel is 20 yuan after it is launched, then the royalties will be 20 times 8%, which is 1.6 yuan per copy."

"If 10 copies of the novel are printed and all are sold, then I can get 10 copies of 1.6 yuan, which is a royalty of 16."

"So much!" Chen Ziqiang was shocked. He had never thought that writing novels could make so much money.

Zhao Caixia was as shocked as her husband. She opened her eyes wide and didn't know what to say.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yang said again: "Dad, Mom, you don't have to be so surprised. I just said 10 copies was just an example to let you know how royalties are calculated."

"I am confident that after my novel is launched, it will never sell as few as 10 copies!" Chen Yang said confidently.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Caixia and Chen Ziqiang were even more speechless.

After a pause, Chen Yang said: "But publishing the physical book will have to wait until the serialization of my novel is completed, so I said that during this period, I can let my aunt go to work in the drugstore to familiarize herself with the situation first."

Seeing that his parents were still shocked by the royalties, Chen Yang said, "I've said everything that needs to be said. I'm going to do the questions first. Call me when you're eating."

After saying that, Chen Yang turned around and went back to the room, leaving the couple staring at each other in shock in the kitchen.

After a while, Zhao Caixia finally recovered.

Zhao Caixia gently closed the kitchen door, and then asked her husband in a low voice: "Husband, do you think what your son just said is reliable?"

Chen Ziqiang thought for a while, then shook his head first, and then suddenly nodded.

Zhao Caixia was a little confused: "What do you mean? She shook her head and nodded."

Chen Ziqiang said: "I wanted to say that I didn't know at first, but then I thought about it carefully and found Xiao Yang's words quite credible. I am willing to believe him!"

When Chen Ziqiang thought about it, his son's grades improved by leaps and bounds through hard work. Later, he won the first prize in the city's composition competition, and now he earns a royalties by writing novels.

All kinds of deeds make Chen Ziqiang more and more confident in his son!

Zhao Caixia replied: "What's the use of just believing in it? Is it difficult to make money these days? Don't you and I have no idea?"

Chen Ziqiang didn't say anything. After all, his wife was right, it's hard to make money these days!

But the next second, Chen Ziqiang suddenly spoke again: "Xiao Yang is different from us. He has knowledge, talent, and is willing to work hard. Now he can earn 10,000 yuan in royalties from just one novel. We can't use our measure him with his way of thinking!”

Zhao Caixia did not deny what her husband said, because she also hoped that her son would be more promising than herself and her husband.

Zhao Caixia frowned and looked at her husband for a while, then said: "Anyway, I haven't said a word about money yet, so let's not think about it now!"

"No matter what, I'll go to the unit tomorrow to ask the leader... As for opening a pharmacy, I'll see about it as I go."

After saying that, Zhao Caixia turned around and continued preparing lunch.

Chen Ziqiang opened his mouth to say something, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips, lowered his head and continued to choose vegetables.