Although the Shanghai Maritime College has officially started classes, Lao Han and his roommates still come over to work as delivery riders on afternoons when they don't have classes, to earn some living expenses. Che Bo saw Lao Han and his roommate eating and chatting as soon as he left the door, their faces beaming with excitement.
This man was none other than Wang Fulong, who had been busy running around all day. He had actually returned to the office today, which meant that the deals hadn't all fallen through yet.
Thinking that consulting would cost money, Che Bo called the first studio, which charged 320 yuan per square meter for design; the seventh studio charged 280 yuan per square meter; the eighth studio charged 360 yuan...
After reporting to Ms. Xu, Wang Fulong set up a notification for the transfer. Just as Ms. Xu transferred the money, a loud, mechanical male voice came from Wang Fulong's phone: "Seven thousand yuan received via Alipay!"
Two companies with 700 employees each signed eight-month contracts, with a bonus of 1,000 yuan!
At the highest rate of 220 yuan per square meter, a shop of just over 700 square meters would require a design fee of at least 40,000 yuan. It's necessary, really necessary; you could pay in full for an insulated food cart.
There's one company with 200 employees and another with 800 employees. They signed a one-year contract, and the bonus is 1,800 yuan!
Before Xu could respond, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs. A slightly plump middle-aged woman poked her head out from the front of the stairs. The moment she saw Xu, her eyes lit up with joy: "The boss is back! You were just looking for him!"
"Competition? What competition?" Che Bo, who was listening from the side, was completely confused and asked instinctively.
Cheap designs, well, cheap + pretty + bad quality = a living saint = they exist.
As Che Bo turned to leave, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.
Outside of this company, there are fewer than eight companies with a meal allowance of ten yuan, fewer than two companies with a meal allowance of four yuan, and even fewer companies with a meal allowance of eight yuan.
"It's a design competition that your course teacher recommended to us. The first prize comes with a penalty of 7,000 yuan in cash!" Old Han said, taking out his phone, opening QQ, finding the message posted by the teacher, and handing the phone to Xu Shi.
There was one company with 200 employees and two companies with 800 employees. They signed a six-month contract, and the bonus was 1,700 yuan!
Yes, regardless of how much the meal allowances are from those companies, the boxed lunches at Xu's place are priced at four yuan for eight dishes and a soup.
Indeed, money is the primary driving force!
Hearing that voice, Wang Fulong felt as if he were soaking in a honey pot, his energy level instantly replenished, and he returned to his desk with high spirits to work on the new round of bidding plans.
Xu was not distressed by that expense, as the profit from that single order would be less than ten times that expense!
The list includes eight design studios: Youwei, Qingfeng, and Xiashanruoshui. Frankly, just looking at the names gives off a very low-class vibe, and a glance at the design portfolios on their homepages tells you their design fees are definitely exorbitantly high.
It was 10:30 at the time, the time when the riders would have their meal and register their end-of-work time. Outside the store, there was a lot of noise, but it was quiet.
After completing the calculation, Xu immediately took out her mobile phone and transferred 7,000 yuan to Wang Fulong via Alipay. When making the transfer, she wrote in detail in the remarks column that it was a signing bonus from a company.
"Those are the catering contracts you signed, ranging from eight months to a year!" Che Boqian handed a stack of contracts to Xu Shi with both hands, her joyful smile impossible to hide.
To avoid wasting the remaining two yuan, the employees of the company with a ten-yuan meal allowance will inevitably order other products to make up the difference. For companies with a meal allowance of only eight yuan, the employees will naturally have to pay out of their own pockets to make up the two yuan, but that is something that Xu's company needs to consider.
"Wow, I'm so envious! It's a pity your group was eliminated in the preliminary rounds, sigh..."
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