Win every day

Excluding those with high incomes, the vast majority of people are actually struggling on the line of food and clothing. They dare not ask for leave, and they dare not change jobs. They even go out to eat and improve occasionally.

Not much better than this female stall owner.

After waiting for a while, the snacks were served plate by plate.

Jiang Fan greeted him, took a piece of squeezed dried fish for Liu Xiaoyi, and asked, "What are your plans after the new year?"

Liu Xiaoyi put on his gloves and ate while saying, "I don't know what to do, do you have any good suggestions?"

Jiang Fan paused, took a piece of grilled fish and ate it, and said, "You have a headache because you can't find your way. Have you ever thought about doing something by yourself? If you want to do something by yourself, I can give it to you." some advice."

Liu Xiaoyi said: "Tell me first!"

Jiang Fan said, "How about opening a bookstore in Shanghai?"

Liu Xiaoyi asked, "Why a bookstore?"

Jiang Fan said: "Then you can't let you sell clothes. Bookstores are different from others. From ancient times to the present, people in our country have paid attention to scholarly family status. Bookstores are more elegant and not so utilitarian. I think it suits you."

Liu Xiaoyi said: "I'm a financial person, you want me to open a bookstore?"

Jiang Fan asked back: "The road of life is not static, isn't it good to change the direction?"

Liu Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "I'm not interested in opening a store."

Jiang Fan said, "Then open a spiritual counseling class?"

Liu Xiaoyi was upset: "I'm not interested in magic sticks either."

Jiang Fan thought again: "Going to be a teacher to teach and educate people?"

Liu Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "I don't understand, I will only mislead my son."

Jiang Fan felt a headache, scratched his head, and said, "Then I will set up a fund and you will do charity?"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "I don't have such a strong sense of mission."

Jiang Fan was completely defeated: "Then think for yourself, I don't have any good suggestions."

Chapter 365

Chapter 365 of Winning the Prize Everyday Main Text Volume Zunorder Street is booming, and after ten o'clock, there is still a steady flow of people.

Jiang Fan counted, in the past half an hour, no less than 20 people have changed from the food stall they patronized, and there are still more than a dozen people who have not left. Calculated according to the consumption of 20 yuan per person, it is only for a while. Kung fu can sell for seven or eight hundred.

Although it is only a night market business, it is quite impressive.

Looking at it this way, it is not a problem to earn 2000 yuan a night.

Jiang Fan said to Liu Xiaoyi: "It's much better to set up a stall than to go to work."

Liu Xiaoyi said: "That's for sure. The salary can't keep up with being a boss. I just counted. From the time we sat down to now, a total of 23 people left after eating, and 16 people came. The minimum is 12 yuan, and the most 86 yuan, an average of 18 yuan. This stall owner can charge about 700 yuan. If the business is good, it should be 1500 to 2000 yuan a night. Even if the profit is 30%, it can earn 450 to 600 yuan a night. , more than 1 to [-] a month, better than most office workers."

Jiang Fan was very surprised: "You still count this?"

Liu Xiaoyi nodded: "Yes, you are also counting..."

Jiang Fan: "..."

As expected of a finance major, his calculations are much more precise than his, and they are all data.

After a pause, he said, "The profit is more than 30%!"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "Almost, 30% absolute profit is already very high."

Jiang Fan did some calculations: "Even if it's 2000, if you don't sell it every day for a month, you have a stall every day, the operating income is 30, and the 18000% profit is only 9000, and the two people are [-] each. There is no social security, and you have to take risks. not much."

Liu Xiaoyi said: "There are also ones that sell for four or five thousand in one night, and others that are less than one thousand. Small business is like this. There is no guarantee, but it is also very good. Not everyone can earn a high salary. A monthly salary of tens of thousands is Ideal income, many migrant workers from rural areas in Beijing still earn 3000 yuan a month, and there are quite a few in Shanghai, can you believe it?"

"Crap!"

Jiang Fan really didn't believe it: "In a place like the Capital City, 3000 yuan a month won't starve to death?"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "When I was in Shanghai, I met a couple from the countryside. The man drove for five thousand a month, and the woman washed dishes for three thousand a month. In the basement, regardless of food, the two of you will spend eight thousand a month."

Jiang Fan was very surprised: "Where in Shanghai is there such a low salary?"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "Unexpectedly? Most people only see the glamorous side of the magic city in their eyes, but they can't see the living conditions of those employees in the low-level service industry. The average person on your Douyin is a billionaire. It’s all starting from one million yuan, but the real situation is that a monthly salary of more than 6000 yuan is already a high income in Shanghai, and it is normal for most office workers to have [-] yuan or [-] yuan.”

Jiang Fan nodded, this is the truth, of course he knows it.

However, 3000 yuan a month in Shanghai is still a bit beyond his imagination.

Even if you wash dishes in your hometown, you can still earn 3000 yuan a month?

Jiang Fan had a few thoughts, and glanced at the stall selling hot and sour noodles.

There were not many people at the meeting, and the female stall owner with her baby on her back finally calmed down for a while and was clearing the table.

The baby on the back is tightly wrapped, and I don't know how old it is.

He didn't cry or make trouble all the time, so he was quite obedient.

Jiang Fan said, "Order some hot and sour noodles!"

Liu Xiaoyi nodded and ordered two bowls of hot and sour noodles.

The female stall owner was very quick, and quickly prepared two bowls of hot and sour noodles.

Jiang Fan glanced at the baby on her back, five or six months old, lying on the woman's back, bubbling, two big and bright black eyes, looking at the world quietly, not crying It's not fussy, it's really more obedient.

The woman is not very old, only in her 20s, but she looks very vicissitudes.

There are traces of life all over his face.

This is probably the case with people who have suffered.

Although he looked a little tired, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

It is estimated that the business is good, and I should earn more tonight.

The hot and sour noodles were not bad, but Jiang Fan was already full and stopped eating after a few bites.

It turned out that Liu Xiaoyi had a pretty good appetite, and probably didn't eat much at the birthday banquet, and ate half of it.

Jiang Fan wiped his mouth, threw away the tissue and asked, "Let's go?"

Liu Xiaoyi nodded, wiping her mouth slowly.

Jiang Fan went to the side to check out first: "Boss, how much?"

The female stall owner said: "Two servings cost 32 yuan."

"It's pretty cheap."

Jiang Fan scanned the QR code to pay, and then left.

The female stall owner didn't pay attention to it at first, but was stunned when she heard the reminder of the payment.

He quickly chased after him: "Hello, you have given too much."

Jiang Fan turned around and said with a smile: "The hot and sour noodles are well made, just treat it as an advance payment, and I will come to you to eat every day in the future."

"..."

The female stall owner didn't know what to say for a moment.

No matter how poor you are, you still have dignity. If it was just a charity, she would definitely not accept it.

But what Jiang Fan said was so beautiful that no one could refuse.

But the first problem is that it is really too much.

Even if you eat it every day, you can't finish it in a year.

The female stall owner watched the two walk away in a daze, and suddenly she was full of confidence in life.

Liu Xiaoyi asked: "Aren't you sympathetic to others?"

Jiang Fan corrected: "You make it sound like I have no sympathy."

Liu Xiaoyi said, "You said it."

Jiang Fan said: "I didn't say that I don't sympathize with others!"

Liu Xiaoyi was angry: "What are you arguing with me?"

Jiang Fan rubbed his nose, forget it, stop arguing with her, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Liu Xiaoyi said, "I'm going home!"

Jiang Fan didn't call for a taxi, but stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

After getting in the car and saying the address, the two of them didn't speak again.

After a while.

Jiang Fan grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

Liu Xiaoyi was too drunk, turned her head to look at him, and said nothing.

After a full hour, the car stopped at the gate of a community.

It's so far away.

Jiang Fan changed his mind, paid the fare and got off.

After the taxi drove away, I looked around: "This neighborhood is a bit out of the way."

Liu Xiaoyi said, "It's cheap."

Jiang Fan glanced at it: "You also care about the price when buying a house?"

Liu Xiaoyi was quite speechless: "I'm not you, why don't I care about the price, this house is worth more than 400 million yuan, and I have saved 100 million yuan in the past few years of working, if I don't want it from my parents, I have to buy a house and have to take out a loan! "

Jiang Fan was surprised: "Did you buy this house yourself?"

Liu Xiaoyi nodded: "I bought it when I just graduated, and installed it last year."

Jiang Fan walked inside and asked, "How many houses does your family have in the capital?"

Liu Xiaoyi glanced at him: "You have to ask my parents about this, I don't know either."

Jiang Fan: "..."

Careless, how can such a question be asked casually!

The key point is that Liu Xiaoyi's parents still eat imperial food.

You can't even ask casually.

After entering the elevator, Liu Xiaoyi couldn't help but glanced at him, but said nothing.

The old god Jiang Fan was there, as if he didn't know that it was already 11:30 in the middle of the night.

I took the elevator up to the eighteenth floor, and when I reached the door, I suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where do your parents live?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Xiaoyi's mouth, and said, "It's right here."

Jiang Fan didn't believe it: "Crap, your parents live so far away?"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "You will know if you go in and have a look."

"real or fake?"

Jiang Fan couldn't calm down anymore, he couldn't make a fool of himself!

If he really went in and ran into President Wei, his face would be completely ruined.

Liu Xiao opened the door and said, "Why don't you go back, it's too late."

Back to spicy...

The door opened, and Liu Xiaoyi pressed the light to turn on.

Jiang Fan glanced at it, saw that the living room was deserted, and it didn't look like anyone was there, so he followed in.

A small apartment with two bedrooms and two living rooms, the decoration is quite simple, simple and stylish.

The house is clean, not popular at all, and I don't know how long it has been unoccupied.

Jiang Fan visited each room, while Liu Xiaoyi looked for a cup to make tea.

There is no trace of living in the house, it seems that Liu Xiaoyi does not usually live here.

Jiang Fan returned to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and asked, "You usually don't live here?"