Thinking of the endless stream of diners seeking the taste of despair and the top-quality ingredients, and then thinking of how his boss could casually snatch hundreds of energy coins...
Despair's Taste is clearly doing well; it managed to revive a shop with a debt of 50,000. Is the owner of Despair's Taste really a talent?
Li Qiusheng and Wang Yan suppressed their doubts and drafted a new document that was almost identical to the old one, except that the asset valuation results were left blank.
As soon as they submitted the documents, the two were dispatched to the Dongbei Hotel to participate in the asset valuation.
Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch.
Bu Yi rubbed his ears and asked his daughter, who was sitting on the ground staring at him expectantly, "What did you just say?"
"Meat, meat! I want to eat meat!"
"Okay, okay, we'll wait at home." Bu Yi readily agreed, and making sure the child had meat to eat was the specific task.
Bu Yi couldn't help but think that if the eldest brother were here, he could easily feed the child meat for three days straight, let alone just one meal. The problem was... the eldest brother wasn't here.
When they left the Flesh and Blood Restaurant, Xia Chuhe gave everyone more than twenty energy coins, just in case. However, in the temporary instance, Bu Yi couldn't produce a single coin.
Bu Yi searched his temporary home thoroughly, but apart from the rice jar that was completely filled with rice, there was not a single piece of valuables or food in the house.
Since we don't have any at home, we have to look outside. But the child is too young; if we can't keep an eye on him and something happens, the mission will definitely fail.
Bu Yi carried the child on her back and peeked out, bumping into the woman next door with a worried look on her face. She blurted out instinctively, "Sister Li, where are you going?"
“My child’s school is holding a sports meet, and we don’t have any suitable shoes at home. I’m going out to see if I can find any work to do so I can raise some money to buy shoes.”
An unfamiliar memory surfaced in Bu Yi's mind—
Li's child is 13 years old and in junior high school. Bu Yi and Li's wife were both factory workers at Hope's Delight. Most of the time, Li's child would help take care of their own child while they went to work together. Now, Hope's Delight has been bought by a new owner, and the two of them have been kicked out.
Following the clues from his memory, Bu Yi said, "I want to go too. My family is so poor we can't even afford to eat."
Sister-in-law Li looked at the child on Bu Yi's back and said, "Sister, let Xiao He help take care of the child, and we'll go find some work to do together."
Bu Yi and Li Yue met but did not recognize each other, yet they still chose to leave together.
Xia Chuhe and Lu Dangui, who had been thrown together, stared at each other in silence, afraid that if they rashly called out each other's names, they would be judged as having failed the mission.
Xia Chuhe said, "I have everything, but I can't use it."
Lu Danggui understood immediately, but the space was inaccessible again.
Lu Dangui said, "I can do everything, but I'm small and weak."
Xia Chuhe immediately understood: a little brat who can't even walk properly is utterly useless.
Xia Chuhe then said, "I want a pair of shoes."
Lu Danggui chimed in, "I want to eat meat, but we don't have any money at home."
Xia Chuhe probed: "To earn your own living?"
Lu Dangui nodded: "You have a solution?"
Xia Chuhe was speechless for a moment before finally saying, "Begging? Scamming? Theft?"
“Alright.” Lu Dangui nodded again.
Thirteen-year-old Xia Chuhe immediately tied the kitchen knife to his waist, picked up the rolled-up bamboo mat, and carried the angelica root on his back as he went out.
...
The streets were bustling with people, and Li Qiusheng and Wang Yan stood in the middle of the street at the Dongbei Hotel.
The leader blatantly lied: "The geographical location is extremely poor."
Wang Yan checked "extremely poor" on the document, but Li Qiusheng didn't touch it.
Upon entering the restaurant, although it was not mealtime, about a third of the people were still seated inside.
The leader said, "The foot traffic is extremely low, and the table turnover rate is extremely low."
The manager tossed the ledgers on the counter to Wang Yan: "Revenue, costs, net profit, copy them down."
Wang Yan opened the ledger and saw that the monthly turnover was quite substantial, nearly 30,000.
Looking at the costs again, wow, the cost was 40,000, and the net profit was negative 10,000.
Wang Yan flipped through the pages and found that the costs for the past six months had been very high, while the costs six months ago were normal, only around 10,000 yuan, and the net profit could sometimes reach 20,000 yuan.
The leader noticed Wang Yan's actions and muttered under his breath, "You clueless blockhead, what are you looking at?"
Wang Yan endured it again and again before barely managing to suppress the urge to punch him.
As a "talent" cultivated by Du Zhen, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wang Yan was still able to understand the account books.
The Dongbei Hotel's increased costs over the past six months have mainly come from depreciation and advertising expenses.
Previously, depreciation costs were only two or three dollars, but in recent months they have skyrocketed to ten thousand dollars.
Previously there were no advertising fees, but in recent months, the monthly fees have been over ten thousand.
These two items alone increased the cost by more than 20,000.
These two items are also the most flexible.
For hotels, depreciation refers to the decrease in the value of equipment, premises, and similar items over time. At the rate of depreciation seen in recent months, the hotel's initial investment costs are already included. As for advertising expenses, the accounts don't specify where this money was spent.
Wang Yan gave a vague reply to his superior: "It was a slip of the hand. This advertising fee..."
The leader glanced at him sideways: "Don't meddle in things that aren't your business."
Li Qiusheng and Wang Yan followed the leader around the hotel and ultimately assessed the value of Dongbei Hotel at -100,000 energy coins.
Li Qiusheng muttered, "No wonder they said that a successful mission might have uncontrollable consequences. If we do this, won't we get beaten to death by the people at the restaurant?"
Frustrated, Li Qiusheng took the document Wang Yan had written down and copied it verbatim: "Are we really going to do this mission?"
Wang Yan gave a helpless twitch of his lips: "Do you think the decision is in our hands?"
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