Old Fu had originally planned to go out.
As an employee, there's no need to get involved in this situation.
Although Wu An did not drive him away, he still had to be self-aware.
Just as he was about to get up...
Wu An handed over a cup of tea and said, "I didn't expect to be busy until this late."
"Have some tea first."
Old Fu took the teacup: "I'll go out now."
Wu An waved his hand: "An Sheng, please sit down."
What's the rush?
"The accounts will be settled soon, it won't make a difference if we wait a little longer."
Aqing is very casual.
With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he played with the lucky cat figurine on the table, even competing with the figurine to see who could wave their hand faster.
Old Fu felt a little uncomfortable listening to the calculator.
Wu An really didn't avoid him at all.
Sincerity for sincerity is just a tactic.
Since ancient times, it has been the routines that win people's hearts.
Old Fu sipped his tea, and although it was bitter, it tasted sweet.
"Smack!"
Lao Fang pressed the equals key.
The calculator's voice announcement reads: 100,1530 yuan.
Aqing looked back.
He didn't hear most of it clearly, but he knew it was a lot of money.
He can also get a lot of money.
As for the exact amount, Aqing could only say that it was such a large number that it was difficult to calculate by counting on one's fingers.
Anyway, he knew that Wu An would definitely not lack him; he would just need him.
Old Fu quickly placed the teacup on the table and hurriedly suppressed his trembling hands.
Wu An grinned.
He was quite satisfied with the result.
The majority of the fish were white pomfret, weighing over 1,300 jin (approximately 650 kg), with even the smallest ones weighing around one jin (approximately 500 kg).
Therefore, the unit price is relatively high, at 40 yuan per kilogram.
After the fishing season opened, it's already quite a pleasant surprise that it could sell for this price.
Not to mention the three of them, even Lao Fang was very surprised by the result: "You guys made way too much money on this trip to sea."
"I dare say that even a trawler would hardly make this much money on a single trip."
After saying that.
He went into the inner room to get the money.
Old Fu nodded repeatedly.
Having worked on the Chen family's trawlers for so many years, he naturally had a lot to say on the matter.
Trawlers do indeed reap great rewards at sea, but the costs are also high. After deducting all sorts of expenses, the actual profit is just so-so.
Wu An's boat was small, and there were only three of them. After deducting costs, the net profit was quite considerable.
not to mention.
That's all the money they earn in a single day!
How much will he get?
Adding the money from selling shrimp and crabs, Old Fu did the math in his head, and his breathing became even more rapid again.
He was very excited.
It's not that he's never seen money before, or that he's never seen the world, but that he's never actually earned more than 6,000 yuan in a single day.
actually.
I don't think I've ever earned more than 6,000 a month.
He often heard villagers telling their children how great it would be to get into university and work in an office.
How much money can you earn with this kind of job?
It only costs a few thousand yuan a month.
This alone has already made those young people very eager to pursue it.
If you round it up, wouldn't this old man earn more than those college graduates working?
Old Fang came out of the inner room, carrying a money counting machine in one hand and a bag of money in the other.
It's not surprising that there are money-making machines.
Gao Qiangqi's side also has some.
Don't let the size of their shop fool you; they handle a considerable amount of money every day.
The money counting machine is powered on.
"Swish, swish, swish."
Bright red banknotes kept passing through the money counting machine.
One hundred at a time.
It's only ten thousand.
It took two full minutes to count all 1,015 banknotes.
If it depends on people.
They're not professionals, so it will take them at least a while to light it, and they might still make a mistake.
If there's something available, everyone can save time and effort.
Wu An thought it was quite fun.
Old Fang asked him to order, and then picked up his phone and made several calls, not bothering to hide anything while negotiating prices.
Hang up the phone.
Old Fang also gave him the change.
Wu An accepted the money without hesitation and gave it to A Qing, telling him to buy popsicles.
I bought it and shared it with everyone.
Popsicles aren't expensive, but they feel especially refreshing when you're sweating profusely after a long day of work.
The favor he did was so convenient that even Lao Fang nodded in approval.
Count the money.
"I'm also quite lucky. Several business owners from various channels can send trucks over right now. All this goods won't need to be stored overnight. I can make a 10% profit by reselling them," Lao Fang said with a smile.
Wu An sipped his tea: "That's none of my business."
"It's unnecessary to say all this."
"I'm not jealous of how much money you make, and I'm not grateful to you for paying me a high price."
Old Fang was taken aback, then burst into laughter, saying, "No wonder Old Gao likes you so much; you're even more straightforward than I am."
Wu An shook his head: "I learned it all from Brother Qiang."
Two lifetimes.
If you still don't understand life, then you've truly been reborn in vain.
Old Fang helped tie up the money, and seeing that Wu An hadn't prepared anything to put the money in, he gave him a leather bag as a gift.
Wu An didn't stand on ceremony either.
He picked up his purse and left.
At this moment.
The helper who was cleaning up the fishing boat came over and said that the fishing boat had been cleaned up.
Wu An didn't need to pay the wages, but he gave her two packs of cigarettes as a thank you.
After receiving the money, Wu An went to the ATM to deposit it.
Aqing received a share of the money.
Aqing took the money and started counting it.
Old Fu received 6200 yuan.
Old Fu watched as Wu An counted out the money, but he didn't take it, shaking his head and saying, "It's too much."
He felt like he was burning his hands with so much money.
"Did I miscount?" Wu An tossed the money in his hand and said, "Then take it and count it. If there's too much, just return it to me."
“You’re not wrong, you’ve already given too much.” Old Fu hesitated for a moment and said, “I only take 0.5%, it shouldn’t be this much.”
"Don't you deduct the costs?"
Wu An suddenly realized and said, "There are three main costs for this trip: the wear and tear on the fishing boat, the cost of fuel and bait, and the cost of labor."
"I'll cover the cost of the fishing boat; Aqing will cover the fuel and bait; and the manpower..."
Old Fu was increasingly stunned as he listened. According to Wu An, as an employee, he basically did not bear any costs.
Therefore, the money allocated to him was calculated based on the value of his catch.
Wu An slapped the money into his hand: "Take it."
"I'm not doing charity, and I won't do business that loses money."
“Every penny of this money is rightfully yours.”
He thought to himself, "You're just an employee, yet you're worrying about your boss's well-being and how he's not making enough money."
Is this reasonable?
They've turned the Heavenly Gang upside down!
Old Fu gripped the money in his hand; it was so solid, he couldn't even hold it all in one hand.
He chuckled, unable to contain his joy any longer. Without even pointing, he opened the inner pocket, put it in, and said, "If that's how you put it, then I won't stand on ceremony."
"Thank you, boss."
"The boss will make a fortune."
Wu An nodded: "Let's get rich, let's get rich together."
At this moment.
Ah Qing, clutching the money in one hand, sighed and said, "No, brother."
"How do we make so much money?"
"I can't count them at all."
He didn't want to confirm how much money he had, but rather whether he was capable of counting it.
Wu An and Old Fu laughed heartily.
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