Chapter 1
Jiang Xiaohong brought over a bowl of dumplings, so of course we had dumplings for lunch.
Jiang Qi watched Huang Fugui play games for the whole morning, from shooters, mages, warriors, assassins to support, and none of the heroes suited him. Huang Fugui was stubborn at bronze level for the whole morning, and finally came to the conclusion that this crappy game was not suitable for him, so he put down his phone and went to help Jiang Qi cook dumplings.
After the dumplings were cooked, Jiang Qi and Huang Fugui each took a plate, one with garlic filling and the other with leek filling, and went upstairs to eat dumplings with Old John.
After eating dumplings, Huang Fugui will have to pack up and move upstairs. He has already chosen a room, a master bedroom with a private bathroom and a sunny king-size bed. When Jiang Qi goes to the store in the afternoon, he will give him a key. Then Huang Fugui will have a proper place to live.
When Jiang Qi and Huang Fugui went upstairs, Old John was reading a book in the study. He read it just like he was reading a book, taking notes, and his notes were incomprehensible to humans.
Not only could Jiang Qi not understand the formulas that Old John wrote and the sketches he drew while reading the book, but Jiang Qi also couldn't understand the secret room structure diagram he drew and the notes he took while reading the book.
It’s not Jiang Qi’s fault that he is uneducated, it’s mainly because Old John’s thinking is too divergent.
The notes were: people, rain, door, traces, and an abstract painting full of postmodern feel. Who could understand this?
"Old John, it's time to eat." Jiang Qi put the dumplings on the dining table.
Old John walked out of the room slowly and went to the kitchen to get dishes.
By the way, these bowls and chopsticks were brought from Jiang Qi’s house. We were short of money at the time so we could save as much as possible.
But things are different now. When you haven't seen someone for three days, you should look at him with new eyes. Not to mention that Jiang Qi just made a fortune, the store's turnover in the past few days alone is enough to make Jiang Qi no longer short of money.
To be honest, the script-killing store is the most profitable store Jiang Qi has ever taken over, although this huge profit is based on two excellent employees who do not ask for salary.
The total turnover of the store these days is 3026, and there will be an income of 2000 tomorrow. Jiang Qi calculated it yesterday and just needs to keep a minimum balance of 3000 in the store's account.
There is no need to pay rent for the past few months, and there is no need to worry about water and electricity bills for the time being. Liu Lan's base salary is only 1,000, and with commission, his monthly salary is at most 3,000. And if Liu Lan's monthly salary can reach 3,000, it means that Jiang Qi has made a fortune.
No matter how Jiang Qi calculated, he felt that he had sufficient funds.
"Old John, how long will it take you to finish reading that book?" Jiang Qi asked.
Old John was poking the dumplings with chopsticks, eating one in one bite without dipping them in vinegar.
"About three hours."
It was faster than Jiang Qi had expected. He thought it would take until evening at the latest.
"That's perfect. When you finish reading the book, we'll go buy a cell phone and get a data plan for your SIM card. Your blue screen phone can only make calls but not access the Internet. Go to a second-hand cell phone store and buy a smartphone. Download WeChat and then create a work group so you can chat in the group."
Old John didn't react much, just nodded and continued eating dumplings.
Huang Fugui seemed even more enthusiastic than Old John, and promoted the benefits of smartphones to him: "Brother John, let me tell you that smartphones are very useful. You can find out anything you want in a snap. You can watch TV and play games, but these games are hard to play. To be honest, I haven't slept much these past two nights because I was playing with my phone all the time."
Those who know Huang Fugui think that he is an ancient person, while those who don’t think that old John is a person who just traveled through time from the Middle Ages.
Jiang Qi looked at Huang Fugui again: "Uncle Huang, is there anything you want?"
Huang Fugui shook his head: "I don't want anything, but if I have the chance I would like to go see the sea. I have never seen the sea in my life! Watching videos on the phone is always not as good as seeing it with my own eyes."
Jiang Qi nodded and took note. If the script-killing store really became big and strong, it would not be impossible for the employees to travel to the beach.
After lunch, Huang Fugui packed up his things and moved upstairs. He didn't have much stuff, except for the clothes he was wearing, the rest were all bought by Jiang Qi. Huang Fugui happily moved into the sunny king-size bed room. Jiang Qi looked at the empty guest room again and actually felt that the house was a little deserted.
He and Jiang Bing have lived in this large house with four bedrooms and two living rooms since he was ten years old. After Jiang Bing went to college, Jiang Qi often lived alone, but he never felt lonely at home. Huang Fugui only lived there for two days, and now that he has moved upstairs, Jiang Qi feels lonely. It can only be said that Huang Fugui is indeed very charismatic.
Jiang Qi suddenly missed his sister.
Jiang Qi took out his cell phone and was about to send a message to ask Jiang Bing when he would return to China, when he received a message from Jiang Bing.
Jiang Bing: !!!!!!!!!
Jiang Bing: Did you tell your aunt about my bad deeds? ! ! !
Jiang Bing: Jiang Qi, are you still human? ! ! ! !
Jiang Bing: Did you know that my aunt called and said that I had been talking for an hour, and that as soon as I hung up the phone after explaining to her for a long time, my dad called and asked me what was going on? ! ! !
Jiang Bing: Do you know how I spent these two hours?
Jiang Bing: [Transfer - 1000 yuan]
Jiang Bing: You told me that you had no money to pay the wages, how could you let my aunt know? ? ?
Jiang Bing: Don’t you know how scary it is when a aunt starts to talk?
Jiang Bing: Come to think of it, the store isn’t going to close down, is it? [lights a cigarette]
Jiang Bing: Brother, can you hold on for a few more months? I have paid all the rent to the landlord. Otherwise, I will transfer Lanlan’s basic salary for next month to you [lights a cigarette]
Jiang Qi looked at his phone and thought about it, then confiscated the money and transferred 500 yuan to Jiang Bing.
Sure enough, the next second, Jiang Qi received a screen full of question marks from Jiang Bing.
Jiang Qi: Dividends
Jiang Bing: [stunned]
Jiang Qi briefly described the recent situation and said that it was all his sister-in-law's misunderstanding. The store's business was booming and there was no sign of bankruptcy.
Soon, Jiang Qi received a screen full of exclamation marks again.
Jiang Bing: Brother, you are awesome!
Jiang Bing: I knew that not every store of mine would go bankrupt!
Jiang Bing: I'll design a flyer for you now!
Two hours later, Jiang Qi received the flyer designed by Jiang Bing.
How should I put it, it’s very coconut-tree style.
The font is large and the QR code is conspicuous. It has no aesthetic appeal, but it is very flyer-like and eye-catching.
After the flyers were delivered, Jiang Qi went to ask Liu Lan if the people distributing the flyers had done the job.
Liu Lan immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message in three part-time job groups looking for people to distribute flyers. However, within five minutes, nine people asked Liu Lan for the specific time.
Jiang Qi was not such a capitalist as to ask college students to distribute flyers for him in the middle of the day. He took Liu Lan's phone and replied one by one. Soon, all nine people said that they had no problem.
Old John hadn't finished reading the book yet. The volume of "Nine" was larger than he had imagined. He didn't read very fast, so he probably had to read it in the evening to finish it. Jiang Qi wasn't in a hurry either. Liu Lan was surprised that Old John could actually finish it in one day and could keep reading.
Liu Lan spent a week reading Nine, which is of course an exaggeration, but it is true that this book is large and difficult to read. Of course, you can finish it and understand it by reading it for seven or eight hours at a time, but who can read something that is no more interesting than a math book for seven or eight hours at a time? Liu Lan himself reads this kind of reasoning book, and every time he reads for an hour or two, he gets a headache and wants to throw the book away, just like in math class.
"Teacher John can spend a whole day reading those professional books, so reading a book is certainly a piece of cake for him." Jiang Qi has confidence in Old John.
At least mystery books are read by humans, but the books he usually reads are really not something that ordinary people can read.
Liu Lan instantly felt that it made sense, and his admiration for Old John deepened.
"By the way, should we supervise the flyer distribution?" Liu Lan asked, "Although it is cheap to find someone to distribute flyers in the part-time job group, many people just throw the flyers into the trash can, take the money and leave when the time is up."
Of course you can't expect anything for 10 yuan an hour.
"We'll send them out together, and the coverage won't be wide, so it will be more restrained in one area." Jiang Qi said.
Liu Lan, who didn’t expect that she would also have to distribute flyers: …
"We want to get published too?!" Liu Lan was shocked, then ecstatic.
"Can I also get 10 dollars per hour? Can I get 15 as an excellent employee?"
Jiang Qi: ...
"Can."
“Thank you, boss!”
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