"Sister Xia, you're finally out!" San Gou ran in from the kitchen, too excited to do anything.
He really wanted to give her a hug, but he was too scared to do so, so he didn't know where to put his hands.
"Yes, you're out. Learn from this lesson and don't fight in public anymore," Xia Baozhu said with a smile.
“Yes, from now on we’ll use underhanded tactics. Brother Sun got 20,000 yuan from them when he tried to withdraw the lawsuit, we’ll make them pay it back sooner or later!” San Gou said through gritted teeth.
"What 20,000?" Xia Baozhu looked at Sun Xingyan. At that time, 20,000 was equivalent to 700,000 to 800,000 in terms of purchasing power. If calculated based on the average salary, it would be equivalent to 500,000 to 600,000.
She hadn't expected Sun Xingyan to care so much about her affairs, and Xia Baozhu was instantly moved to tears.
Sun Xingyan originally did not intend to say anything that would put more psychological pressure on Xia Baozhu. He did not expect Xia Baozhu to come out now, nor did he remind San Gou not to talk about it.
"Settling out of court costs money; otherwise, if the other party insists on appealing, it will be very disadvantageous for you."
It's hard to say whether I'll actually stay for a year or two, especially with that guy Chen Shanlou always watching me like a hawk, ready to kick me when I'm down.
Therefore, Sun Xingyan chose to spend money to avoid disaster and solve the problem once and for all.
Asking acquaintances for favors is less efficient than using money; this is the lesson Sun Xingyan learned this time.
"Thank you, Xiao Sun. It may take me six months to pay back this money."
Not to mention the 20,000 yuan, Xia Baozhu also owes Sun Xingyan 2,000 yuan for the house purchase.
"No rush, just pay me back within two years." Sun Xingyan waved his hand dismissively.
Xia Baozhu insisted on writing an IOU and handing it to Sun Xingyan.
"Have Song Yaoyang's men arrived?"
“They came, but left before seeing you. I couldn’t reach an agreement with their people; they insisted on not talking unless they saw you.”
"Forget it then, I'll just expand my food truck stall instead." After so many twists and turns with Song Yaoyang, Xia Baozhu felt that the collaboration was hopeless.
Xia Baozhu had calculated that each food cart would generate a net profit of 20 yuan per day, so six carts would generate 120 yuan per day, or 3,600 yuan per month.
Net profit is the sum of all expenses, including raw materials, employee wages, and the store's revenue after taxes.
Adding in the shop's income, which is at least 1,500 yuan per month, the total monthly income is 5,100 yuan, and the annual income is [amount missing].
When Sun Xingyan heard Xia Baozhu's calculations, he was surprised that the unassuming food truck could earn more in a month than the restaurant. He wondered how much money it would be if they expanded to a hundred food trucks.
2,000 yuan a day! That's over 700,000 yuan a year!
"Xia Baozhu, I never expected you to be such a genius!" Sun Xingyan slapped his thigh, realizing that he could earn in a year what he had earned in several years.
"With more people, it's harder to manage, and the supply of ingredients is also a problem. A typical 100 food trucks would need half the daily meat output of a typical meat processing plant."
Xia Baozhu wasn't idle during her time in detention; she thought a lot about the fact that the dining car couldn't be expanded indefinitely.
If you want to make money, you need to change your approach.
Upon hearing this, Sun Xingyan shuddered at the thought of how it would take twenty or thirty people to cook half the meat in a meat processing plant.
It's so mentally and physically exhausting. How many hours of sleep do I get at the end of the day?
“We can produce canned braised meat. It’s all mechanized and convenient. Once it comes out, we just heat it up in a pot and it’s ready to use.” Sun Xingyan said, clapping his hands and applauding his own ingenuity.
"Hmm, that's a good idea, but the investment is too large. I'll write it down in my notebook and consider it again when I have enough funds later." Xia Baozhu wrote it down in her notebook.
"I heard that the Great Bear Kingdom is going to disintegrate, so I'm planning to go there to take a look."
Sun Xingyan mentioned another matter: his friends had been calling him these past few days, urging him to leave, but he had been putting it off because of Xia Baozhu's matter.
Some people achieved their small goals in the late 1980s by exchanging goods with the Great Bear Country.
Upon hearing this news, Sun Xingyan was very envious. He didn't need to earn 100 million; tens of millions would be enough for him.
Once he has these tens of millions, his life will be completely free.
If Xia Baozhu wanted to open a food processing plant, he could also provide the funds to do it with her.
"You go by yourself?"
Xia Baozhu also knew about the opportunity to make a fortune during the collapse of the Great Bear Kingdom, but she couldn't speak the Su language, and would be completely clueless if she went there. It would take her a year or two to figure out the ins and outs.
Although her business doesn't earn as much as others, it's stable and has good prospects.
“There were other friends with us.”
Do you speak Sukhomlinsky?
"Yes, I speak six languages. I originally planned to become a diplomat."
These words immediately filled Xia Baozhu with awe, even more so than Sun Xingyan's claim of having a hundred million.
“Don’t idolize me too much. If you want to learn, I can teach you.” Sun Xingyan tossed his hair back, looking quite smug.
"I'd better learn English first."
"You have a great talent. You can even learn English as fast as me. You'll definitely learn other things quickly too."
Xia Baozhu's family knows her own situation. Compared to true geniuses, her talent for learning is average. However, because she has traveled abroad many times and applied her knowledge extensively, she learns better than the average person.
After talking with Sun Xingyan for a while, Xia Baozhu's tense nerves gradually relaxed. After saying goodbye to the people in the shop, Xia Baozhu planned to go home to rest.
"How about I take you home?" Sun Xingyan tentatively suggested.
"No, it's very close, I'll be there in no time."
After Xia Baozhu left, San Gou walked up behind Sun Xingyan and suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
"What is it?" Sun Xingyan asked lazily, without even turning his head, his gaze fixed on the door where Xia Baozhu had walked out.
"Brother Sun, didn't you say you looked down on Sister Xia? Why are you being so attentive now?"
“When did I say I looked down on her?” Sun Xingyan raised his head and frowned at San Gou.
"When I was planning to work here..."
"You're talking nonsense. Did I say I didn't like her? I said she's married and I told you to stay away from her."
"That's about the same."
"Not even close! I'm warning you, don't try to smear me." Sun Xingyan pointed at San Gou.
"You've taken a fancy to Sister Xia?"
"Yes, I plan to... I can't tell you my plans."
“Brother Sun, that’s not fair. You know perfectly well what I’m doing.”
"I know what you are? I know nothing! It's up to you to decide."
After Sun Xingyan finished speaking, he looked San Gou up and down, his body chubby, and snorted coldly. With San Gou's appearance, it would be difficult for him to find an ordinary woman, let alone someone like Xia Baozhu.
Compared to the three dogs, Sun Xingyan had absolute confidence.
But he couldn't get as fat and ugly as San Gou, so he went to the playground for running and training every night after he got home.
Following Sun Xingyan's gaze, San Gou touched his protruding belly, looking embarrassed. He had a crush on Xia Baozhu, but he never thought about actually getting her.
He knew perfectly well that the two of them were too different, even though she was divorced.
But Sun Xingyan's gaze was really too hurtful.
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