Rebirth: Striving for a Better Life

At 32 years old, Chi Chan, single since birth, lived a struggling life, exhausted every day just to survive.

At 16 years old, Chi Chan was spirited and full of confidence, ready to enter a ne...

Chapter 48 Zhang Qiaoyue made up her mind

As everyone knows, good locations are limited.

In the end, even the prices of storefronts were inflated by these small vendors.

Of course, none of this has happened yet; the business owners are currently worried about not being able to sell their storefronts.

There are currently preferential policies for purchasing storefronts.

Chi Chan planned to seize this opportunity and purchase three storefronts at once.

"What? Are you crazy? Buying three storefronts at once?"

Isn't money money?

Why would you treat it like a paper flower?

Zhang Qiaoyue felt that Chi Chan was being a bit unrealistic and unable to see the reality of the situation.

Given their family's circumstances, they could barely afford one storefront; buying three was simply a pipe dream.

Where does the money come from? We can't just steal or rob it, can we?

"Besides, with the small business we're running now, why would we need three storefronts?"

Zhang Qiaoyue still felt that Chi Chan was making a mountain out of a molehill, thinking that buying a storefront was an easy thing to do.

The storefront costs money, the renovation costs money, everything costs money. Do you think money grows on trees?

"Why don't you need a storefront?"

"Mom, you said it yourself, storefronts aren't selling well right now, nobody wants to buy them, so does that mean the businesses won't sell?"

"Of course we still have to sell them. If we build houses and don't sell them, we'll just be losing money!"

Zhang Qiaoyue understands this basic principle.

"Whose place is this where you're setting up your stall?"

Whose land does it belong to?

Chi Chan asked again.

"Who cares whose it is? As long as we can set up a stall, let's all set up stalls first. Everyone thinks the current situation is pretty good!"

Zhang Qiaoyue said indifferently.

"Mom, the open space in front of the school belongs to the school, and the school has the right to manage and use it. So, when the school said you weren't allowed to set up stalls, you couldn't set up stalls in front of the school."

Now, tell me, whose is this open space in front of the door?

Would anyone let you set up a stall for free?

Zhang Qiaoyue figured it out: "How could they not let us set up a stall?"

Anyway, there's nobody in the shop right now, and we're not bothering them to do business!

"Mom—the shop is empty now, but it won't be empty forever, right? And think about it, why is the shop empty now, and why doesn't anyone want to buy it?"

Zhang Qiaoyue: "What else can we do if no one buys them? They're just too expensive!"

"Mom—if you don't buy and I don't buy, and nobody buys, then the shop won't sell. But merchants always need to make money, and to make money, they need to get people to buy their shops. Aren't you their primary customers?"

Try to imagine yourself as the merchant later on; how would you sell your shop?

"Well—we can't force others to buy it if we don't want to, can we?"

Zhang Qiaoyue had never done sales before and didn't know what sales methods were available.

Moreover, this involves selling large items like houses, which can easily cost tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Hey—you're right, we're forcing you to buy!"

Chi Chan nodded in agreement, and explained:

"If a merchant's shop can't be sold, it's impossible for you to keep setting up a stall in front of their shop for free."

Therefore, later on, businesses will definitely act like schools, prohibiting you from setting up stalls at their entrances and forcing you to buy or rent their shops!

"How could someone do such a thing!"

Zhang Qiaoyue said this, but her mind was already racing.

Chi Chan is right, there are plenty of unscrupulous merchants these days.

People die for wealth, birds die for food.

This is an eternal truth.

In this world, few people can resist the temptation of money.

Like her, back then she kept saying she wouldn't do business, how much money could she make making boxed lunches?

The truth is that Zhang Qiaoyue and Chi Minghe's combined annual salaries did not even equal the net profit from those few months of selling boxed lunches.

Now, even if Chi Chan asked Zhang Qiaoyue to go back to Guangdong Province to work, she would definitely refuse no matter what.

After all, once you've tasted the flavor of meat, who would want to go back to eating bland, tasteless soup?

This is human nature!

Zhang Qiaoyue may seem hesitant and stingy at times, but once she's made up her mind about something, she'll never hesitate to spend money on it.

Once I figured it out, I started to think carefully about the shop!

Even though he was from the countryside, Chi Minghe worked on construction sites.

When I chat with Zhang Qiaoyue, we often talk about housing prices in the city.

In the city, skyscrapers rise one after another, each more expensive than the last, with the best locations commanding the highest prices.

This is a truth that everyone understands.

Chi Minghe has worked away from home for many years, participated in many projects on construction sites, and built many houses.

But of all the houses built, none belonged to them, and they couldn't afford to buy any.

As the country develops and people's economic level improves, everyone wants to move to the city. With so many people in the city and so little land, how can houses not become more and more expensive?

Zhang Qiaoyue understood this principle!

If she wants to do business here near the No. 1 Middle School long-term, she definitely needs a shop!

And you have to buy it!

In the long run, buying is more cost-effective than renting!

Even if the business fails later, she can always rent the storefront to someone else!

However, Zhang Qiaoyue also had concerns. She had made money in the past few months, and with her previous savings, she could barely scrape together enough money to open a shop.

But Zhang Qiaoyue felt it wasn't enough. What was the point of scraping together money to buy a shop in a bad location?

She'd rather pay more and borrow some more from relatives to buy a better location!

It goes without saying how good and important the location is; even those who aren't in business understand.

Favorable timing, geographical advantage, and harmonious relationships are not just empty words.

"Even if you're going to buy shops, you don't need to buy three at once!"

Chi Chan understood the unspoken meaning in Zhang Qiaoyue's words.

Zhang Qiaoyue wanted to buy a shop, but felt that one was enough.

"Mom! There's one store for boxed lunches and another for stationery."

If you have the time later on, the boxed lunch restaurant can also do breakfast business.

Stationery stores can be turned into bookstores to sell books!

For my third shop, I'm planning to start a milk tea business!

Chi Chan painted a beautiful picture of the future for Zhang Qiaoyue.

Zhang Qiaoyue knew about milk tea; there were vendors selling it, but it was ridiculously expensive, and the key was that students liked to drink it.

Seeing that many female students liked it, she once specially brought a cup back for Chi Chan.

Chi Chan doesn't like to drink it.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, Zhang Qiaoyue drank it herself.

I almost threw up after just one sip.

What is this thing? It's sickeningly sweet, and it's called something like pearls. These dark, sticky balls are impossible to chew.

If it weren't something that cost money, Zhang Qiaoyue would have liked to just throw it away.

I forced myself to finish it and lay on the sofa for a long time, unable to recover.

Zhang Qiaoyue's lips twitched: "Can your mother manage all this by herself?"

Besides, is the milk tea business even viable?

It's so sweet it's sickening!

"Mom—if you're too busy, you still have Dad! We can always hire help!"

Chi Chan continued, "You may not like milk tea, but the students at No. 1 High School do! They are the real customers!"