I really just want to make money

Chapter 35

"Don't worry, your wages will not be lowered. Even if there is no business wages, they will be paid as usual. After all, it is impossible for a boss to lose your wages!"

Zhang Hua called all the staff together for a meeting, "Of course, the bar will also be included in the entertainment city in the future, and the salary will naturally follow the rules there. If you don't want to work here, you can resign and the salary will be settled immediately. Clear it to you.

For the rest, it’s business as usual. I don’t have time to stay in the entertainment city during this period, so the accountant Chen Jun over there will come over to take charge of the management for a period of time. I welcome your choice to stay, but you must obey the arrangement! "

Yang Chen still has no problem with management. Since there has been no business, Yang Chen has no additional recruitment management, so Zhang Hua doesn't need to lay off employees, just use the original employees first.

The consumer price here is twice as expensive as Zhang Hua's, but Zhang Hua doesn't plan to lower the price. After all, the decoration grade is there, and it is better to rely on the wine holder to slowly maintain the business.

Presumably, with a higher commission, the business will gradually improve. As long as the crowd effect is achieved, it should be on the right track.

Zhang Hua also kept the parking lot below. After all, if you want to attract high-end consumers, a parking lot is essential. Otherwise, if people drive to play, they can't even find a place to park.

Back at the ballroom, Zhang Hua explained to Chen Jun, and then drove away on the motorcycle. Anyway, there are ready-made modes that can be operated. It is not difficult for Chen Jun to deal with it, and Zhang Hua has nothing to worry about.

On the contrary, Zhang Hua at the waste station has a lot of trouble. People who have just come out of their hometown are thin-skinned, and they are not familiar with the surrounding environment. that's it.

Tired, groping in the garbage dump, I can't get ten yuan a day, and I can only pick up a few dollars by picking up scraps!

When they came to the scrap yard, Zhang Hua found a tricycle and rode on it, greeted Liu Xianhua, and ordered two young people, "Zhang Tao, Liu Ming, you two also follow!"

One is Zhang Hua's cousin and the other is Zhang Hua's cousin. Zhang Hua will definitely take them for two days and teach them how to collect waste and second-hand goods.

Zhang Hua took out the pre-prepared sign and hung it in front of the tricycle, which read: Collect waste products, broken copper and iron, all kinds of rotten things, high-priced recycling of second-hand goods such as pots, pans, tables, chairs and benches, and help move.

After riding the tricycle into the rental area, Zhang Hua stepped on the iron block and yelled alternately in Mandarin and Cantonese: "The waste is collected, it is collected!"

The three people behind Zhang Hua, Liu Xianhua was fine, Zhang Tao and Liu Ming had already blushed and their necks thickened, riding their bicycles with their heads buried, as if they dared not see anyone.

After riding around for a while, they found nothing. After riding in the rental housing area, Zhang Hua gave them a cigarette, ready to take a rest before setting off.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Liu Xianhua couldn't help reprimanding them: "Brother Huazi is not ashamed to collect scraps for such a big business, but you two are not ashamed, but you are not ashamed?
It's not so embarrassing to go to work in the factory, or you two should go to the factory and forget it. "

From their point of view, going to a factory is naturally good, but Zhang Hua said earlier that going to a factory is worthless, which made them hesitate.

Zhang Hua smiled and said, "Choose yourselves, I don't force you, if you really want to work in the factory, then I'll find you a better factory to work in!"

Zhang Tao thought for a while and said, "Let's run outside again. I really don't feel used to it at first. Give me some time!"

Liu Ming also nodded.

Zhang Hua said with a smile: "That's fine, then get used to it, let's go, I came here to rent a house to let you get used to it, these rented houses are ordinary migrant workers, they can't receive anything here, I think If you want to make money, you still have to go to places where locals live!"

The rented houses of the migrant workers are generally things they can use, and the locals are also a home. After a long time of accumulation, there will always be some things that need to be dealt with.

Over the past few years, the local people either went to work, or did business, or relied on demolition to occupy land, and they made a little bit of money. Most of the houses have naturally been replaced. Things like Wang Chao’s house are better. Even the second house has been changed.

However, some still live in old houses for various reasons. Zhang Hua's target is these locals living in old houses.

With the sound of Zhang Hua hitting the iron block and shouting, it didn't take long to attract an old lady to come out to watch, Zhang Hua hurriedly rode the tricycle over, and said with a smile on his face: "Grandma, is there anything you need to sell?" ?
Guaranteed to buy at a high price, and there will be no shortage, so don't worry! "

"Brother's words are nice!" The old lady looked at Zhang Hua and said with a smile, "Come in and have a look!"

Zhang Hua asked the three of them to stay outside, and followed the old lady into the room. This is a two-story red brick house. Judging by the moss stains on the wall, it should have been repaired for more than ten years.

There was also an old man at home who was sitting on a rocking chair listening to Cantonese opera on the radio. He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Hua, closed his eyes and began to shake with the rhythm of the radio.

The old lady led Zhang Hua to the kitchen, pointed to an old-fashioned washing machine and said, "It's been rotten for a long time, it takes up a bit of space, how much is it worth?"

Zhang Hua tried to move it, but found that it was extremely heavy. This kind of old-fashioned washing machine is made of aluminum, and there is a little copper in the motor, so it is actually very valuable.

Zhang Hua thought for a while and asked, "Sell it for 50 yuan?"

The old lady nodded cheerfully and said, "It's sold, so let me tell you that my washing machine is worth more than 30 yuan. After all, it is so strong, and its weight should be worth more than that new model!"

Zhang Hua nodded, and said with a smile: "It really needs to be worth a little money. Well, in fact, it's more expensive to sell scraps. If you can still use it, you won't be able to cure it. This kind of washing machine consumes a lot of electricity."

Zhang Hua directly paid the money first, and then said: "Grandma, it's hard for me to move alone, so it's okay to ask someone to come in and help?"

"Okay, you call someone to come in and help!"

Zhang Hua asked Liu Ming and Zhang Tao to reverse the tricycle and put it at the door, and then moved the heavy washing machine out with Liu Xianhua.

The old man listening to the radio looked at the sign on Zhang Hua's tricycle, and asked, "Boy, do you also accept the tables, chairs and benches made of wood?"

"Take it, sir, do you have any tables, chairs and benches to deal with?"

(End of this chapter)