Chapter 348 Spending Money Like Water
I didn't stay in the Internet cafe for long. Before I had even spent the two yuan internet fee, Zeng Wenjie came out.
Yuan Xiuqin's two dollars were wasted. She turned on the computer but did nothing with it, thinking that she was just giving warmth to the Internet cafe owner.
Zeng Wenjie thought that all the guys surfing the Internet in the Internet cafe were really straight men, but when a beauty like Senior Sister Da Yuan came, no one took their eyes off the screen.
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but think that he was also obsessed with games back then.
"When will you go home?" Zeng Wenjie asked.
"I'll be back in two days, how about you?"
Zeng Wenjie said: "I have to leave before the New Year. I can't leave due to business matters, and I also have to go to the set of "The Voice of China" to participate in some recordings."
The Sichuan-based show "The Voice of China" is currently a hit, with the second season already boasting a massive 6.0 viewership rating, and the third season is still climbing. Furthermore, the online buzz continues unabated, with some of the show's famous memes being replayed online by netizens.
Zeng Wenjie did not have nothing to do after recording the first episode. He had to record some scattered scenes and call on the audience to actively participate in the text message voting.
"Thank you for helping me last time. I've always wanted to give you a gift to thank you but never had the chance." Yuan Xiuqin suddenly said, taking out a small gift box and handing it to Zeng Wenjie.
"You don't have to be so polite! But since you've given it to me, I'd be remiss not to take it." Zeng Wenjie took it with a smile. Judging from the packaging, it should be a lighter.
Yuan Xiuqin said, "Next time, don't use those one-dollar plastic lighters. They look ugly."
Zeng Wenjie immediately took out the busty girl's lighter from his trouser pocket and said, "Tsk, how can it be ugly? It's clearly pleasing to the eye!"
After hearing this, Yuan Xiuqin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. After chatting for a few minutes, she turned around and said goodbye.
After everyone left, Zeng Wenjie took out the Zippo that Mu Qingyang had given him from his pocket, and a smile appeared on his face.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of January.
Snacks Panic conducted a year-end inventory behind closed doors.
The business was open for less than four months in total, but due to the subsequent boost in customer traffic following the broadcast of Zeng Wenjie's interview, coupled with the huge profits from "The Voice of China" throughout January, the total profit reached a staggering 500,000 yuan.
"It's okay, but it's still a bit far from the Rolls-Royce you imagined." Ye Qiansheng curled his lips and said with a hint of disdain.
Zeng Wenjie said: "The snack shop can be what it is today thanks to everyone's hard work. As the boss, I am honored to work with all of you excellent employees!"
Feng Xiao crossed his arms and said with a half-smile, "If that's the case, shouldn't we give everyone some money for the New Year?"
Zeng Wenjie said proudly, "Of course! Let's go out for some fun this afternoon, and then give out money for the New Year!"
"Long live the boss!"
“The boss is generous!”
"Boss Sai Gao!"
"Behave!"
"Me too!"
Fu Qianzhu said to Zeng Wenjie privately: "I won't share the money. My family still owes you a lot of money."
Zeng Wenjie said, "Let's put it this way. You and Brother Ye have worked the hardest in the snack shop, accompanying me in building it from nothing. I can't mistreat anyone, but I can't mistreat you!"
Fu Qianzhu had a complicated expression and said, "Then just give me some token of your appreciation. Just consider it as a deduction for the money I owe you."
"What about love?"
“…”
Fu Qianzhu was stunned by the question, and for a moment he was a little dejected. He said, "I'll pay it back slowly."
Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "I'm just kidding! Just take what you deserve. I won't give you more."
Fu Qianzhu sighed softly: "Well... okay!"
Zeng Wenjie could understand Fu Qianzhu's anxiety.
Her father died unexpectedly, and Zeng Wenjie took the initiative to pay for the funeral in order to win the hearts of the young people in the town who were looking for a partner.
Her mother committed suicide by taking poison, and it was Zeng Wenjie who paid for Fu Yong's funeral.
Moreover, she felt that as a senior student, she should have taken care of Zeng Wenjie at school, but unexpectedly, she was the one being taken care of. As Zeng Wenjie rose higher and higher, she felt that she was falling further and further behind, and she gradually developed a sense of inferiority in her heart.
Whenever she thought of her mother's death, she felt heartbroken and blamed herself. She felt so guilty that she could only cry every time. At the same time, she also felt a little panic and inferior because she was afraid that others would attack her for this matter.
Although Zeng Wenjie was very encouraged by the famous quote from Romain Rolland, it was not easy to dispel such a thick haze.
Sometimes, when she lay on the school lawn to rest and looked at the clouds in the sky, she felt as if the entire sky was collapsing bit by bit, pressing her so hard that she could hardly breathe.
"You will have to shoulder important responsibilities next year. After the store in Century City opens, I hope you will go there to take charge," said Zeng Wenjie.
"Can I do it?" Fu Qianzhu said softly.
"Of course you can. Aren't you in charge of the school store? You also have a clear understanding of the operating model. Don't be afraid, just do it bravely." Zeng Wenjie encouraged.
Fu Qianzhu nodded and said, "Well, I will definitely work hard."
Zeng Wenjie was too lazy to go to the bank to withdraw money, so he drove directly to the gold shop to count the money and put it in the car.
Then, they took out 20,000 yuan in cash and played games, such as using chopsticks to pick up money, using a spatula to hold money, etc., so that everyone had a lot of fun.
After playing for an afternoon, it was time for dinner and Zeng Wenjie distributed money at the dinner table.
I have to say, it feels so good to find cash, it feels like I can spend it like water...
No wonder some company bosses like to give out money at annual meetings, throwing huge piles of money into employees' arms, or even throwing out a handful of cash and counting it within a limited time, where employees get as much as they count.
Whenever Zeng Wenjie saw such videos, he always thought how nice it would be if he could work there.
Now there is no need to envy, I can make money by myself. Although I am afraid that I cannot compare with them in terms of generosity, but if we continue to develop according to this trend, there will always be such a day!
"Brother Ye, you and Senior Sister Qianzhu get 40,000 each. Take it!" Zeng Wenjie took out bundles of banknotes from his bag.
Ye Qiansheng took it without any psychological burden and said, "I deserve it, but thank you, capitalist."
His arrogant attitude made everyone laugh and cry, but no one could imitate him.
Fu Qianzhu was stunned when she saw the 40,000 yuan, and then she couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears.
"Well, there's no need to be so touched." Zeng Wenjie pushed the money in front of her, "Just accept it with a clear conscience like Brother Ye."
Ye Qiansheng doesn't lack this little money, what he lacks is a sense of accomplishment and Ye Yixiuan's recognition of him.
Fu Qianzhu was different. She grew up in poverty, and her father was killed on the road. He only had about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan on him! The blood-stained 10,000 yuan that she couldn't get back also became one of the triggers for her mother's suicide.
So, when she saw these four stacks of banknotes stacked together, her emotional defenses collapsed.
Feng Xiao walked over and hugged Fu Qianzhu, patting her back gently and comforting her: "It's okay, it's all over! If you want to talk about being miserable, I'm not necessarily any worse off than you. Aren't I still alive and well now?"
"Sister Feng... I... I'm just very sad!" Fu Qianzhu was crying so hard that her whole body was shaking and she couldn't speak clearly.
Everyone watched this scene in silence.
Fu Qianzhu cried and said, "I'm... I'm sorry, I, I didn't want to ruin the atmosphere... I just... thought of my parents and felt a little sad..."
Feng Xiao held Fu Qianzhu in his arms and rocked her slightly, smiling, "Don't cry, don't cry. No one will blame you for this. Everyone has sad times, right? Your parents would definitely be very happy to know how great you are now."
Fu Qianzhu sobbed in a suppressed voice.
"Come, come, come and cry in my arms. The temperature outside is three degrees Celsius, but it's thirty-six and a half degrees Celsius in my arms." Zeng Wenjie stretched out his hands and said with a smile.
"Get out!" Feng Xiao pushed him away angrily.
Everyone was amused by his showy behavior.
Fu Qianzhu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and felt a little better.
No one would blame her. Who doesn't have a few sad things hidden in their heart? Who knows when the scene will trigger a sudden emotional breakdown?
There is no such thing as easy in the adult world.
(End of this chapter)
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