Chapter 242 Little Child Labor Qiuqiu
As his family business gradually expanded, Lu Mingchuan simply installed a telephone at home.
This is an essential expense for doing business, and it cost me almost four thousand yuan in total to get it done.
It's expensive, but it's definitely more convenient.
Su Heng watched Lu Mingchuan running around outside and felt that they didn't need to be so tired now, as the family store had a stable income every month.
Especially during the peak summer vacation season, the net profit after tax for clothing stores and hot pot restaurants alone is close to 20,000 yuan a month.
That is a huge sum of money for many people, enough to make them lie down.
"Let's hire a sports car driver. We've already earned back the money we spent on the car. You don't need to work so hard."
Lu Mingchuan saw the heartache in Su Heng's eyes, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he happily agreed.
"Then I'll go find someone and ask Big Brother to take me to buy the goods next time."
In fact, hiring a driver only costs one extra salary a month. After all, the connections for taking orders are still on Lu Mingchuan's side.
Of course, if there is space on the bus, the driver can bring some things with him.
With Su Jing leading the way, nothing will go wrong.
Su Heng didn't feel sorry for her elder brother at all. After all, men in their twenties were at the peak of their fighting spirit.
So the matter was happily settled.
Lu Mingchuan no longer drives sports cars, but instead focuses more on doing business.
He took over the management of the clothing store and the hot pot restaurant, and Su Heng's pressure was suddenly relieved.
He still had time, so at Su Heng's suggestion, he used the remaining empty shop to open two more Malatang restaurants.
Because the price of hotpot is relatively high, some people cannot afford it. But it is different with malatang. There is no need to pay for the base of the hotpot, so the main feature is good quality and low price.
So this summer, Hengchuan added two more signs.
In fact, Su Heng's original plan was to rely on the demolition to get by.
She didn't expect that opening a store would be so profitable. She felt like she could live comfortably even before the land she bought was demolished.
The shop managed by Lu Mingchuan was thriving, and her small workshop was almost overwhelmed, so she had to expand.
When Su Ming received the admission letter from Peking University and excitedly rushed to tell Su Heng that he would also be admitted to Peking University soon, Su Heng was working on the matters of leasing a new factory site.
Su Ming watched his sister build businesses worth thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars in the blink of an eye. He himself was about to become a college student, so why was he still so poor?
He said in grief and anger: "Sister! Is studying really useful? I am the poorest one in our family!"
Su Heng quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, it works. It's just that your sister is too outstanding. Other college students are just as poor as you."
Su Ming: ...
Su Heng coughed lightly and continued, "Didn't you study computer science? Don't worry, once you have the skills, people will come to you and pay you to make things for them."
Su Ming calmed down a bit, and then said, "Actually, I'm also very interested in radio. I heard that you can go to other colleges to take classes. I want to go and learn it if I have the chance."
Su Heng looked at her brother with the eyes of a king.
It’s a pity that the uniforms for the dual degree students haven’t been released yet, but it doesn’t matter if you attend the class.
"As long as you can learn it, you can listen to it anywhere."
"Really? That's great!"
Su Ming secretly made up his mind that he must become the best technician and enjoy the feeling his sister described, where everyone comes to him with money to ask him to do things for them.
At that time, he could not have imagined that he would be recruited in the future because of his superb skills.
Maybe I tried too hard, but it's a bit difficult to get people to do things for me.
But he didn't know it at that time. Seeing that his sister was going out to do something, she heartlessly took her nephew to visit the garden.
At the end of August, Su Heng and Song Wan both took a fancy to a piece of land outside the Third Ring Road and rented it together to use as the site for their new factory.
It was a wasteland, and building a factory required capital, so they had to invest all the money they had just earned.
Because they wanted to build a factory, Su Heng and Song Wan directly registered a trademark and came up with a new company name, Hua Xiangrong.
Currently, the company has only two stores, Zuihongzhuang and Revlon.
However, these two stores have gradually gained considerable fame in Beijing.
As school was about to start, Lu Mingchuan and Cheng Yi both helped out and finally got everything done. The construction team entered the site in early September.
When Meng Xiao returned from his hometown in Suzhou after summer vacation, he was stunned to find that Su Heng and Song Wan had already opened a factory.
"you……"
He was suddenly a little stuck, and Su Heng kindly helped him continue: "Yes, we are curly dogs."
In fact, Song Wan didn't expect that they could open a factory so quickly, but it feels great to have her own business.
She smiled and said, "Actually, the factory hasn't opened yet. It's still a small workshop."
Meng Xiao was not comforted, he knew it was a matter of time.
Seeing that the market situation is good now, he cannot be left behind, even though he has many shops and is not short of money to make.
But opening a store is different from opening a company. If he wants to open his own company, without exclusive technology like Song Wan has, he still has a lot to do.
Su Heng didn't know that Meng Xiao had been stimulated by them and was also starting to get involved. After gathering with his friends before school started, he started going to school as usual.
Su Ming had to live on campus during his freshman year. At first, Su Heng was worried that he would not be able to adapt, so she went to call him home for lunch.
As a result, after hearing and seeing that he adapted well and got along well with his classmates, I stopped calling him specifically.
They became busy after school started, and Lu Mingchuan also took care of the factory construction. He is now able to manage several stores with ease.
I still have time to go home and cook for Su Heng at noon.
Qiuqiu was very sensible and washed vegetables for her father.
When Su Heng came back and saw her well-behaved son sitting on a small stool washing tomatoes, she couldn't help but reprimand Lu Mingchuan: "You actually hired child labor!"
When Qiuqiu saw Su Heng, she immediately rushed over and said happily, "Mom, this is for you!"
Su Heng immediately softened her tone, took a bite from Qiuqiu's little hand, and praised with a smile: "How sweet! Our Qiuqiu is so great that she can even help Daddy."
Qiuqiu thoughtfully held up a tomato to feed Su Heng, saying in a childish voice, "Qiuqiu is great."
"Well, our Qiuqiu is the best!"
It was obviously his son who wanted to play in the water, but in fact the vegetables had already been washed and soaked there. Lu Mingchuan looked at the mother and son playing over there with an expressionless face, and silently served the vegetables.
"Wash your hands and eat."
Su Heng then noticed him: "What did you make? It smells pretty good."
"Didn't you say you wanted to eat shredded chicken yesterday? I made some sauce as you asked, and it tasted pretty good."
Su Heng followed Qiuqiu out and saw a plate of hand-shredded chicken, minced meat, eggplant and scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table.
I also made rice for Qiuqiu with chicken and vegetable puree without any sauce and only a little salt.
Su Heng gave Lu Mingchuan a thumbs up: "You've made it, Chef Lu."
Who would have thought that this guy used to be a kitchen killer.
Although I can’t cook complicated dishes now, I can still make simple home-cooked stir-fries.
Qiuqiu ate the food her father fed her and said to Su Heng, "Mom, I want...I want to eat sweet potatoes."
The sweet sweet potato he was talking about was candied sweet potato. Su Heng had made it once before and Qiuqiu loved it, but he was too young to eat much.
I didn't expect that you still kept thinking about me.
Su Heng naturally agreed: "Mom will make it for you in the evening, now eat what Dad makes."
Qiuqiu nodded obediently.
While feeding his son, Lu Mingchuan was so angry that he laughed when he saw him disliking the food he cooked.
"Dad made you something bad?"
Qiuqiu learned to read people's expressions at a young age. She blinked her beautiful big eyes at Lu Mingchuan, looking very innocent.
"tasty."
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