Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Business cards were particularly popular in 95. There is a folk joke: if a billboard falls and kills ten people, nine of them are general managers with business cards, and one is a deputy manager.

Looking at the pile of business cards in his hand, Xia Chutang picked out the one with the best material, black background, and gold stamping with his name on it. "You can contact me about this one. Just leave the others."

"Okay. As you wish." Ma Yumei took the business card and put it in her pocket.

Xia Chutang looked at the mess and asked, "Is there any way to deal with these people?"

What you want in business is harmony and wealth.

If there are always people coming to make trouble, then this business will not do well.

Ma Yumei shook her head, "In the past, the shop here used to pay 20 yuan a month and was watched. Then the big brother was arrested and no one was in charge here."

Otherwise, Ma Yumei's store would not have been easily smashed today.

"Who are you talking about from the south gate?" Xia Chutang thought for a moment and asked.

Ma Yumei expressed her guess: "I think it's from Nanmen Xia Mei."

The people who came to the store to cause trouble just now had their hair dyed.

Moreover, Ma Yumei noticed that the fingers of several young men had traces of being dipped in hair dye.

"Xia Mei..." Xia Chutang remembered this store.

In 95, all the people who went to Nanmen Xiamei for haircuts were wealthy people.

This store focuses on being high-end and expensive.

It is said that the store manager was hired from the south with a high salary and is very fashionable.

Anyway, Xia Chutang has never been to this store in her two lifetimes.

It seemed that she wanted to take some time to check out what was going on in this store.

"I'm available from 1 to 7 p.m. this week."

Xia Chutang looked at the time and said, "If anyone comes, make a reservation. The price starts at 200."

Ma Yumei quickly remembered and nodded: "By the way, why did you come here today?"

"Thinking of coming over and taking a look."

Xia Chutang thought it was a coincidence that something happened in the store when she came over.

"You should be careful these days. If Brother Hei and the others come, you can mention this and see if they are interested in protecting you. We can offer some money."

"Them? I'm afraid that the money we make will be swallowed up again."

Ma Yumei didn't consider Brother Hei and those people.

They were playing in nightclubs, and I heard they could earn hundreds or even thousands a day. How could a small barbershop like hers afford it?

"Let's take a look first. If people from the south gate come to cause trouble again, we have to find a way." Xia Chutang pursed her lips and said.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

Ma Yumei didn't want the little girl to worry, so she asked, "How is your mother? Is she feeling better? Does she want a divorce?"

Speaking of this, Xia Chutang was not in a good mood and smiled bitterly: "My mother said that for my sake, she should wait before considering divorce."

Ma Yumei's eyes showed sympathy and she sighed: "Hey, what a miserable woman."

They were all beaten up and sent to the hospital, and they are still thinking about their children. It is really pitiful.

After chatting for a few more words, Xia Chutang left.

After leaving the barber shop, she smelled the aroma of the steamed bun shop next door. She planned to buy two steamed buns to take back.

"Boss, your steamed buns smell so good." Xia Chutang praised the smell.

The boss's sullen face softened slightly, but he was still bitter: "The incense is useless. We are going back to our hometown."

Xia Chutang looked up and saw the two big words "Transfer" on the door.

"How much does it cost to transfer your shop?"

"The transfer fee is five hundred, and including the rent, the total is more than two thousand yuan."

The owner of the bun shop knew Xia Chutang and made a joke: "You talk to Sister Ma next door and take over our shop."

The girl thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, I'll talk about it later."

"Really?"

The bun shop owner said it casually, but he didn't expect the little girl to actually agree.

There were two more buns, "Then you must tell me and I will give you two more buns."

Xia Chutang, who was about to leave, returned to the barber shop carrying the buns.

Ma Yumei saw the girl coming back and was curious: "Did you forget something?"

"Sister, I want to ask you, do you know that the bun shop next door is being transferred?"

"I know! I heard that the man's mother had no one to take care of her in her hometown, so she had to go back. Originally, the buns were spread out quite well, but she had to start over again when she returned to her hometown."

After Ma Yumei finished talking, she noticed the girl staring at her with burning eyes. She immediately realized it and asked in confusion: "Xia Chutang, could you..."

"Sister. Your shop is too small."

Xia Chutang gave a positive answer, "The bun shop next door can take up the three of yours. Do you want to consider it?"

"But……"

Ma Yumei never thought about expanding the store.

In her opinion, this small shop is quite good, the rent is cheap and it is easy to clean up.

"Normally you don't come here either. This store is enough for me."

Ma Yumei still doesn't want to expand the store. "We rented the next door, renovated it, and bought new tables, chairs, and benches, which is another expense..."

Ma Yumei had just made a little money during this period, and she didn't want to invest again.

She also wants to save money to buy a house of her own in Xihai City.

"Sister, why don't you calculate how much money we will need to open the bun shop after we open it?"

Xia Chutang understood the landlady's thoughts very well and said, "If it's within a few thousand yuan, can we work hard in the past two weeks?"

According to Xia Chutang's ability to attract money, if she is willing to work hard, she will have no problem earning thousands of dollars a week.

The little girl said this, and Ma Yumei's mind became more active, her eyes brightened, and she nodded: "Okay, then I'll discuss it with the neighbor first, and I'll figure it out tomorrow. Can you come over?"

Xia Chutang nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will make time to come over tomorrow."

Before leaving, Xia Chutang looked at the bun shop from the outside. The shop was very spacious. If the dishes could be placed, three spaces could be separated inside.

By then, in addition to regular hair dyeing and styling, she can also sell jewelry, earrings, and even clothing.

With this multi-pronged approach, revenue will surely grow rapidly.

Thinking of the money coming in, Xia Chutang felt motivated all over.

Xia Chutang was very excited and happy along the way, until she entered Li Hui's ward and saw her mother frowning, and her mood dropped again.

"Mom, I bought some steamed buns, you can try them."

Xia Chutang entered the ward, took out her lunch box, and said with a smile: "How are you feeling today? The doctor said you can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Li Hui looked at her daughter for a long time before speaking: "Tangtang, Dr. Lu came to see me today."

"Really?" Xia Chutang pretended to respond naturally.

"He told me to find another job."

"Huh? That's a good suggestion."

Xia Chutang pulled up a stool and sat beside the hospital bed, pretending to be curious: "Then what do you think?"

Two days ago, Lu Chengyuan told her that he would talk to Li Hui about work.

I just don’t know what Lu Chengyuan said, why does Li Hui look sad?

"Doctor Lu asked me what job I wanted to do. He could help me move it around," Li Hui said.

Xia Chutang laughed: "Mom, you asked Yang Ping and the others to change your job before, but now Doctor Lu has offered to help you, why aren't you happy?"

Li Hui asked Yang Ping and Zhao Lanying for help in job transfer a few years ago, but every time they either said that her academic qualifications were not good, or that the leaders looked down on her.

Anyway, for various reasons, the job transfer was not successful in the end.

I sent gifts several times, but every time there was no news.

Later, Li Hui also felt cold and gave up.

"Tangtang, Dr. Lu is not related to us, why is he so nice to us?"

Li Hui suddenly held her daughter's hand, her eyes were red, and she asked in a low voice: "Are you and Dr. Lu... together?"