"It was also my own decision." Li Dali hesitated.
"I told you before I left that you can make your own decision if anything happens. It's okay, just go ahead." Song Ruan said nonchalantly.
Li Dali pursed his lips and explained what happened. m.
It turned out that when Song Ruan was away, the dean of the School of Economics came over and wanted students to consign items to the store. At that time, Song Ruan could not be contacted, so Li Dali took the initiative and agreed.
After hearing the whole story and remembering the dean's loudmouthed temper, Song Ruan finally understood why she suddenly became famous.
"Then let's clean up the shop next door and do consignment sales exclusively to students from Peking University," Song Ruan said.
"Next door? The whole room next door?" Li Dali stared in amazement.
"Well, the students want to practice but don't have the time to stay at the store all the time, so since the shop next door is empty, why not clean it up and let the students do this."
"But... I don't think I can take care of two shops by myself." Li Dali felt a little embarrassed.
"That's fine. Have someone build a few rows of cabinets and divide them into small compartments for students to rent and sell on consignment. Then, arrange for a student to look after the store every day. This will not only meet the dean's goal of training students, but also provide regular management."
Song Ruan expressed the initial thoughts in his mind.
Kyoto University is her alma mater, so she is not opposed to this simple task.
Moreover, this not only allows the dean to train students, but also allows students with skills to earn some money to help with food expenses, and it can also drive traffic around the store.
Kill three birds with one stone.
Li Dali was stunned. He didn't understand how his boss could come up with such a good idea that he had never heard of before during just a short chat.
"By the way." Song Ruan continued, "You can take over the business in the next few days. You don't need to look after this braised pork shop anymore."
"Bang~"
Something fell to the ground.
Song Ruan looked towards the door following the sound and saw Liu Guilan and Zhao Meili.
Liu Guilan quickly picked up the things that fell on the ground and said, "Keep talking, keep talking."
"You're finally back!" Zhao Meili walked in and put her arm around Song Ruan.
After the greetings, she asked, "Brother Li runs the shop so well, why do you suddenly not want him anymore?"
Obviously, Zhao Meili and the others heard what Song Ruan said next.
When Zhao Meili asked this, Liu Guilan and Li Dali also looked over nervously.
Li Dali knew very well that this good job that allowed him to make a living was given to him by Song Ruan. It was her kindness, not her obligation, and she could take it back.
But when the time really came, he couldn't help feeling sad.
"Because my parents came to Beijing, they are used to being hardworking and can't sit idle. They are also afraid of living beyond their means, so I want them to come and look at this braised pork shop." Song Ruan explained.
"...It's my duty." Li Dali felt his throat was a little dry, and it was particularly difficult for him to say these few words.
"Brother Li, I have another difficult matter that requires his help," Song Ruan continued.
"Ah?" Li Dali raised his head blankly.
He hasn't gotten over the sadness of being unemployed yet, so how come he seems to be no longer unemployed?
"Xiaoruan! You, you are not going to fire my Dali?" Liu Guilan was both sad and happy.
"Why should I fire him? If I fire him, where can I find another capable and trustworthy laborer?" Song Ruan was a little amused.
"I'm willing to be a laborer! I can do anything!" Li Dali's eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he had regained his vitality.
Song Ruan was even more amused and confused: "Kooli was just joking. Well, it doesn't seem to be a joke, because I have a lot of things I want to do next, so I might be really tired."
"I'm not afraid of being tired!" Li Dali puffed out his chest, "I can carry sandbags every day if you ask me to!"
Li Dali's sunny words made everyone laugh.
Zhao Meili asked: "Xiaoruan, what are you going to do next?"
Zhao Meili was very curious because everything Song Ruan did was always surprising.
"I want to do food processing." Song Ruan smiled, her eyes sparkling.
"In the early stage, I will probably rent a workshop to start with, as a transition, and then I want to buy land in Beijing."
"Buy land?"
"Well, I'm going to buy a large piece of land, which I can use to build a factory, employee dormitories, and houses in the future."
"How big is the land?" Zhao Meili swallowed.
"My budget is about 5,000 square meters." Song Ruan said slowly.
"How much? Five thousand square meters?"
Everyone looked at Song Ruan in disbelief.
"Do you know the price of land in Beijing? Five thousand square meters..." Zhao Meili calculated in her mind, "At least more than one million!"
Zhao Meili stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Song Ruan, "Do you have so much money?"
Liu Guilan and Li Dali standing by were shocked because one million was too far away for them and they couldn't imagine how much money it was.
"I don't have that much money right now." Song Ruan shook her head.
Zhao Meili said disdainfully: "You have no money and yet..."
"This is all I have." Song Ruan took out a gold brick and put it on the table.
Zhao Meili immediately shut her mouth.
But her eyes widened, "What is this?"
"Gold bricks." The expected answer.
Zhao Meili picked up the gold brick and looked at it curiously.
Liu Guilan and her husband also walked over and looked at it in surprise.
"This is the first time I've seen such a big piece of gold. It must be very heavy, right? How much is it worth?" Liu Guilan touched it, her face shocked.
"One piece weighs 2,000 grams, or four pounds. One piece is probably... worth 50,000 yuan." Song Ruan calculated.
"Fifty thousand?" Liu Guilan now had an idea.
The largest denomination of the reunion note is 10 yuan. A stack of 100 notes is 1,000 yuan, and 50,000 yuan is 50 stacks.
After this conversion, she seemed to have no idea what was going on. All she could see was money, so much money.
"I have forty gold bricks like this." Song Ruan said lightly.
Zhao Meili's hands trembled and she almost dropped the gold brick in her hand.
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