He Wenlin, daughter of a migrant worker, is reborn to the year 2000!
At this time, she hasn't dropped out of school, her father hasn't been cheated, and the family isn't in debt!<...
Around 3 p.m., He Ling and Shan Shan's mother were going to set up their stall again. After the stall was set up, He Shan accompanied He Ling to sell goods, while Shan Shan's mother took He Wenlin and others to her old factory dormitory.
Although it's still early in the afternoon and not yet time to cook, there are still people in the dormitory.
They happened to run into someone Shanshan's mother knew, who told them that most of the people living in the dormitories here were from Raocheng and Pingzhou.
“That’s from Jiangxi Province, they can eat spicy food.” Xia Lijuan said with delight.
They then went to the dormitory of another factory, where they also said there were many people from Jiangxi Province.
He Wenhua and Xia Lijuan smiled broadly, feeling that the deal was a sure thing!
The two factories have about 200 employees. They sell a total of 100 fast food meals a day, plus 100 late-night snacks and breakfasts, which brings in a daily turnover of 430,000. This translates to a monthly turnover of over 10,000.
The more Xia Lijuan and He Wenhua calculated, the more eager they became to open the store.
I don't want to wait a second longer, I'm going to rent a place right now!
"Should you reconsider?" He Wenlin said. "Let's look at a few more places."
“I think this place is pretty good,” Xia Lijuan said.
He Wenhua was more cautious than Xia Lijuan, and asked, "Linlin, do you feel this place is not good?"
"I think when doing business and opening a shop, don't rush to choose a location; take your time to look around."
“If that were you, would you choose to open here?” He Wenhua asked.
He Wenlin bluntly stated: "If it were me, I wouldn't open a shop first; I would set up a stall first. The investment is small and the risk is low."
He Wenlin kept talking about setting up a stall, but she didn't support their idea of opening a shop, which made Xia Lijuan very annoyed.
Xia Lijuan said directly, "Linlin, is it because you don't want to lend us money that you keep making us set up stalls?"
He Wenlin was furious.
She suddenly got angry and said, "Lending you money is a favor, not lending you money is my right. Please understand this first!"
He Wenhua quickly said, "Linlin, your sister-in-law didn't mean that, she..."
He Wenlin waved her hand and said, "Big brother, I don't care what she means. I've said what I should and shouldn't have said. Whether you open a shop or set up a stall, I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want. As for the loan, you're my brother. If you want to do business, your sister will definitely support you. I don't have much more. I advanced three months' salary for their house purchase. You're my brother, so it's not reasonable for your sister not to help you with your business. I'll lend you five thousand yuan. That's all I can give you. You can decide for yourself."
He Wenlin had no choice but to lend the money. She didn't like Xia Lijuan, but He Wenhua was her cousin, and they had a pretty good relationship.
It's not that she's a saint, but that the money wasn't lent to Xia Lijuan, but to her own cousin.
“Five thousand is enough. We also have some money left over, so it should be enough. Thank you, Linlin,” He Wenhua said. “Don’t take it to heart by arguing with your sister-in-law.”
He Wenlin did not speak.
Xia Lijuan probably realized she had said the wrong thing. After all, He Wenlin was so capable that she might need to ask her for help in the future, especially since she wanted to borrow money to build a house and buy a shop.
She was going to ask for a loan a few days ago, but when she heard that she didn't even have the money to buy a shop, she only mentioned borrowing money to open the shop.
He Wenlin had agreed to borrow money to open the shop earlier.
Xia Lijuan chuckled awkwardly, "Linlin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. Don't take it seriously, I was just joking with you."
He Wenlin said calmly, "I don't find it funny at all."
Xia Lijuan felt awkward, but she didn't say anything more.
That afternoon, Xia Lijuan rented a house near the factory. She rented a house from someone else, which had two rooms and was quite large.
Because there's a tiny bathroom built behind the bedroom, so there's no need to go to a public toilet, and showering is convenient, his rent is a bit more expensive, at 180 yuan a month, with a deposit of one month's rent and three months' rent paid in advance.
After renting the house, they planned to follow He Wen's example and cover the front room with red, white, and blue plastic sheeting to prevent the cooking fumes from damaging the walls.
It was getting late, so they decided to go back first and wait for Mr. He to come from his hometown. Mr. He would then drive them over, and they could buy other things when they arrived.
It was already 5:30 when we got back to Caijiang Village.
There were quite a few customers in the shop, and Li Xuehua was sweating profusely as she stir-fried rice noodles.
"How many portions are left?" He Wenhua washed his hands and immediately joined in to help.
Li Xuehua said, "You can make four servings of fried rice for these two guests."
He Wenhua said, "Okay."
Grandma He was also cooking, but she was cooking for them to eat.
Seeing He Wenlin and the others return, he asked, "How did the day go?"
"I've checked, the houses are all rented," He Wenlin said.
"So fast?" the old lady exclaimed in surprise.
"The rent is a bit expensive though." Xia Lijuan's smile never faded after she found the place. "It costs 180 yuan a month, which is half the price of Linlin's place."
He Wenlin: "But your environment is better than here. Here, the toilets and showers are public toilets, and they're incredibly dirty."
"You guys are really quick." Old Mrs. He frowned, not saying anything more, but she was still worried.
He Wenhua was busy at the moment, and Xia Lijuan was also present, so it was inconvenient for Old Mrs. He to ask her privately.
Around 7 p.m., after finishing their meal, He Wenhua and Xia Lijuan returned to their rented room.
There weren't many customers in the shop at the moment, and Li Xuehua had already finished get off work. Only He Wenlin and Grandma He were in the shop.
Taking the opportunity, Grandma He asked He Wenlin, "Linlin, is it alright for your brother to rent that house to do business?"
"Grandma, I'm not a god, how would I know if there's a problem?"
What do you think?
“I can only say that business depends on people. Some people can’t succeed in a good location, while others can succeed in a bad location, so it’s hard to say. But I think they’re a bit too anxious. I think it’s best to start with a stall. The risk is low, and we can take it one step at a time. We might not earn less, but they won’t listen to me. The main reason is that my sister-in-law won’t listen to me. Grandma, please don’t try to persuade them anymore.”
"What's wrong?" Old Mrs. He sensed something amiss in He Wenlin's words. "Did your sister-in-law say something?"
That's why the old lady has such sharp eyes; she guessed it right away.
He Wenlin didn't hide anything from her and repeated what Xia Lijuan had said.