Ling Chuan was counting money with a money counter next to him, while Shao Mo was teaching Boss Liu the various functions of his pager while chatting with him.

"It is much more convenient to have a pager. Even if you are away from home, your family, relatives and friends can contact you at any time."

Boss Liu said, "I actually wanted to buy it last month, but I looked at several stores and the prices were not suitable. I thought it would be the end of the year and there would be discounts, so I wanted to wait until the Chinese New Year to buy it. I didn't expect that you guys had opened a new store. I came to see it at noon and the price was not bad. I went to the bank to withdraw the money in the afternoon, but I had something to do later and didn't come. I didn't expect that I would be busy until the evening."

"This is called fate. Even if you don't come, Boss Liu, I will go there anyway."

"Haha, it's quite fate. You must have invested a lot of money to open this store, right? I heard from a friend that the deposit alone is 100,000 yuan, and if you add up all the other miscellaneous expenses, a store will cost at least 200,000 yuan. Do you have that figure?"

Boss Liu is worthy of being a small boss, as we chatted we ended up talking about business.

Shao Mo nodded, "Almost."

Boss Liu was amazed. "Your line of work is so easy, and you earn a lot. We work in the catering industry, working so hard all day long, but only earn enough to buy a pager in a month."

"Boss Liu, you are too modest. A net profit of two thousand yuan a month is not enough. It would be twenty or thirty thousand yuan a year. You can buy a house with that."

Boss Liu smiled and said, "Yes, but I didn't buy a house. I put all the money in the bank and earned interest. I can make about 1,000 yuan a year."

Hearing this, Shao Mo subconsciously looked at Boss Liu twice more.

He has a sturdy appearance, strong bones and plump flesh, and looks like a kind and generous person. Such people often have great blessings and fortune.

Thinking of this, Shao Mo talked to the other party seriously and said, "Boss Liu, you might as well use the money you don't need for the time being to invest in real estate, especially courtyard houses with independent entrances and some land in the suburbs. When the city is to be built and developed in the future, the prices of these small courtyards and suburban land will definitely increase."

Boss Liu seemed to be thinking about it. "I'll think about it. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

She had said everything she needed to say, but whether the other party would listen was no longer within her control.

After having supper, except for the staff who needed to stay in the store to be on duty and guard the goods, everyone else went back home to their mothers.

Wen Qingsheng and his friends drove away first, while Shao Mo, Ling Chuan and Zeng Fang stood on the roadside waiting for a taxi.

About three minutes later, a brand new black Santana slowly stopped in front of the three people.

"Wife, don't stand too far forward."

Ling Chuan thought the owner of the Santana had stopped to eat, so he subconsciously pulled Shao Mo behind him to prevent her from being hit by the car door.

But when he saw that it was Tian Yuan who came out of the cab, he was stunned.

"Uncle Tian?"

Tian Yuan walked up to the three people with a smile, "Miss, am I not late?"

"It's not late. We just had dinner."

"That's good."

Tian Yuan handed the car keys to Ling Chuan, "Sister-in-law, please take Miss and Miss Zeng home. I'm leaving first."

Ling Chuan took the key in a daze, looked at Tian Yuan who was riding away on his bike, and then looked at Shao Mo, obviously not understanding what was going on.

Shao Mo pushed him and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go drive the car. It's freezing. Go back to sleep."

Ling Chuan still couldn't come back to his senses, "Wife, I, I drive?"

"Is there a problem? Don't you already have your driver's license?"

"But I've never driven on the street."

"Practice makes perfect. You'll get it after a few tries. Since there aren't many people on the street right now, you can drive a few more laps."

It was not until Shao Mo and Zeng Fang snuggled up to each other and got into the back seat of the Santana that Ling Chuan got into the driver's seat with the key in his hand.

"Don't be nervous. First adjust the seat and rearview mirror, fasten your seat belt, step on the clutch, and shift gears..."

Ling Chuan knew all the steps and processes of driving, but under Shao Mo's guidance, he used them more skillfully and fluently.

Watching the shiny black Santana slowly driving into the street, Mr. Liu, the owner of the late-night snack shop, couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time and couldn't even hear the customers calling.

When his wife saw this, she came up and hit him hard to wake him up.

"What are you looking at? There's nothing good to see here. You can't open the car even if you look at it for a few more times. Why don't you just go and greet the guests?"

Nowadays, owning a Santana can be said to be the dream of every man who wants to succeed.

Boss Liu touched his head and went to the kitchen to cook while muttering to himself, just wait, in a few years he will definitely buy himself a Santana!

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Boss Liu couldn't help but remember what Shao Mo said when she asked him to invest in real estate.

Shao Mo was good-looking and had a good temperament, and their business was next door to each other, so she wouldn't deliberately cheat him for no reason.

Anyway, the house is bought there, so even if you don’t make a lot of money, you won’t lose money either. At worst, you can leave it to your sons and grandchildren.

Thinking of this, Boss Liu immediately decided to take out the money from the bank to buy a house tomorrow.

It was almost 12 o'clock, but the lights in Shao Mo and Ling Chuan's room were still on. The two were calculating today's income, expenditure and profits.

For a franchise store, sales can be made public, but profit data must be kept confidential.

It’s okay if you don’t make any money, but once you make a lot, it’s easy to attract the envy of outsiders and even make the employees in the store become unfaithful.

Seeing Ling Chuan stopped tapping on the calculator, Shao Mo yawned and asked, "How is it? Did you figure it out?"

Ling Chuan looked at her with sharp eyes, "Wife, guess how much we earned today."

"Five thousand?"

"6688."

After hearing this number, Shao Mo's spirit, which had been a little depressed, was lifted.

"Not bad, it's quite auspicious."

Ling Chuan hugged her happily, "Wife, we made more than 6,000 yuan in one day? I, I feel like I'm dreaming! How about you hit me?"

Six thousand six was almost equal to the profit of small accessories in a year. No wonder Ling Chuan lost his composure like that.

Although Shao Mo looked much calmer, she was equally excited and happy inside.

After coming to Beijing, she saw Ling Chuan studying in the study every day, wearing an apron and cooking and doing housework for her, completely becoming a househusband. She often couldn't help but doubt whether it was right for her to keep Ling Chuan by her side.

He should be a soaring eagle, not a caged backyard poultry.

Therefore, when Ling Chuan decided to make pagers, she took out most of her savings to support him without hesitation.

She is not love-brained, but feels indebted in her heart and is afraid that her selfishness will ruin the man's bright future.

Now that the man's career has finally entered a new milestone, she can finally rest assured.

(End of this chapter)