The Pentium Era - South to North

After 12 o'clock at noon, the sales department was already crowded with people inside and outside. Manager Lin had to call people from the unit to come over and help maintain order.

There were many people watching the excitement, and there were also many people buying and ordering. There were also people watching the excitement. At first, they were just looking at it, but after seeing it, they couldn’t hold it in anymore. Seeing that everyone else was buying, he also bought it, especially For those stalls, the deposit is only two thousand yuan, so you just grit your teeth and decide what to sell. Who will sell it? It will take nearly a year to slowly add up.

Liu Ligan's judgment of the customers who bought houses and reserved stalls was correct. Most of them were working in other places. Both of these people's couples were working outside. Their wages were also high in recent years. After a few years of frugality, they could earn two to three hundred thousand yuan. I still had some money, and I originally planned to save the money to build a new house. Unexpectedly, when I returned to the town, I actually got an eighteen-story house.

What's more important is that these people work in coastal provinces. They see the rising housing prices in the places where they work. In those places, housing prices have already exceeded 10,000 yuan, and they can't even see the price. .

Compared with the house price in the place where they worked, this house in the town was 1,781 square meters. According to the little girl who came back from Yiwu, it was really cheap.

It is better to build a new house in the village than to buy a house in the town. In the future, it will be more convenient for the elderly to see a doctor and for children to go to school. People tend to go to higher places, so they spend the money they prepare to build a house on the streets of the town. Buying a house is both affordable and respectable.

It was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and Liu Ligan and the others had not eaten yet. They were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. The streets nearby were closed. Manager Lin called a chef and told him to go home and cook it. Sent over.

The chef looked at him and said, my wife will curse if I burn all the New Year goods prepared at home.

"Fuck you, just think that I'm going to your house for dinner. I'm going to your house as a guest. Are you going to invite me?" Manager Lin said.

The chef was stunned, and Manager Lin continued to scold: "Tell your wife, if you don't flatter me, I will let you be the last one when the house is divided, and I will give you the worst house."

"What if I cook?" the chef asked.

"Even if you have contributed, I will let you be the first to smoke." Manager Lin said.

The chef chuckled: "That's okay, we agreed, don't be a slut when forced."

The chef ran out. After more than half an hour, a family including his wife and son arrived with food. Manager Lin quickly called Liu Ligan and Wenwen to come over and eat first, and then change the food for Xiaohua and the others.

Several people talked too much and their voices were a little hoarse, but they were happy in their hearts.

"Half, half." Manager Lin said, "Half of our stalls have been reserved, and we have made more than 200,000 yuan. Haha, I have worked in this shabby restaurant for more than seven years, and there has never been such a day. of income."

Whether it is a house or a stall, it will become easier to sell and rent as time goes by. At the beginning, when a person comes to buy a house and sees that there are so many houses, he will carry it, and you will go after he carries it. Coax him and convince him, even though your mouth is dry, he is still hesitant and hesitant. Even when he finally decided to buy, he looked reluctant when paying.

Later, the number of stalls and houses became less and less, and the atmosphere of looting became a bit more intense. Those who bought houses and rented stalls began to panic, fearing that their good houses and stalls would be robbed. Without saying a few words, they quickly Take action.

Besides, the fact that so many people are buying and placing orders creates psychological pressure and hints for people, indicating that the price is not expensive at all and there is nothing to hesitate about.

However, at around four o'clock in the afternoon, all 214 of Manager Lin's stalls were empty, except for eight that Manager Lin wanted to stay.

The girl who was the first to buy a house in the morning came with another little sister at four o'clock in the afternoon. The little sister was just like her and dressed very fashionably. They should be heroes from the same origin.

This little sister came not to buy a house, but to reserve a stall. When she opened her mouth, Manager Lin was shocked. She said she wanted twenty. The cashier told her that there were only fourteen left in total. She Say, give it all to me.

In this way, the last batch of stalls were all packed away. She didn't even ask specifically where the stalls were, nor did she seem to care.

Manager Lin was dumbfounded. He asked Liu Ligan if anyone could book a stall like this?

Liu Ligan smiled and said, "What's weird about this? She is a stall owner. She is in Yiwu. Maybe she has many friends who have opened shops in the Commodity City. She knows the value of the stalls."

Manager Lin nodded and understood.

The stalls were all booked, and Manager Lin and the cashier were about to close the stall. He told Liu Ligan, you continue to sell, and I will have dinner delivered to you.

Liu Ligan quickly said thank you, thank you Mr. Lin.

"Boss, there's no one left. You still call me Mr. Lin, and I'm in charge of about twenty people. Do I have to get up?"

Manager Lin said, and walked away with the cashier with a smile on his face. When he walked outside, he heard him curse, "Fuck you!"

Liu Ligan thought something had happened and ran out quickly. It turned out that the bicycle that Manager Lin had been leaning against the billboard that morning had been stolen.

Liu Ligan laughed loudly, patted Manager Lin on the shoulder and said, "Yes, you are a blessing and a curse."

Manager Lin chuckled: "With him, the stalls are all booked. Even if he steals ten bicycles, it's still worth it. How much does a bicycle cost?"

"Great!" Liu Ligan gave him a thumbs up.

When Liu Ligan came back, Wenwen and Qianqian both looked at him and smiled stupidly. They had a total of 144 houses and had sold 51 of them. They planned to open until eight o'clock in the evening, although the crowd was already gradually getting better. If they go less, they believe they can still sell one or two units.

It's almost dinner time, and the people in the sales department have finally left. On these days, buying a house and watching the excitement is a big deal, and having dinner is also a big deal. There are still a lot of guests at home.

Finally free, Wenwen said: "Weird."

"What's weird?" Qianqian asked.

"In the morning, I stared at the door. At that time, as long as one person came in, I could call him dad. Now, why am I hoping that no one will come in again and let me have a good rest."

Wenwen said, Qianqian and Xiaohua also laughed, Qianqian said: "Me too."

Liu Ligan sat aside and smoked. He looked at the wall. The renderings and promotional materials of the market were still posted on the wall. Liu Ligan and Wenwen said:

"The stalls are all reserved, take these down."

The three of them were sitting there, no one was too lazy to move. Wenwen said, "I'm exhausted. Let's talk tomorrow."

"Lazy bitch." Liu Ligan cursed, stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, and went to tear it up himself.

The three women looked at him and laughed.

"Don't tear it, don't tear it!" Manager Lin rode his bicycle and rushed to the door. He saw Liu Ligan tearing up the materials on the wall and shouted quickly.

He threw the bicycle away and ran in. He took two steps and then stepped back. He simply picked up the bicycle and pushed it in.

"Keep it, keep it, Boss Liu." Manager Lin called.

Liu Ligan turned around and looked at him and asked, "You have already booked your stall, why do you still keep this?"

Manager Lin chuckled and said, "Of course I will continue to sell the stall."

"Selling the eight you keep for yourself? Do you really not care, old Biao?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Eight? Of course it's more than two hundred. Boss Liu, I don't care. I'm relying on you today. You must help me get this done." Manager Lin said.

It turned out that when Manager Lin returned home, all the stalls in the market had been booked. Such a good thing, of course he had to call immediately, report to the manager of the county catering service company, and wish him a happy New Year. Unexpectedly, as soon as the manager heard what was going on, he started to curse. , he cursed everything from pigs to idiots to woodblocks and fools, and he kept talking. Manager Lin was baffled by the scolding.

After scolding him, the manager asked him, two stalls with more than 900,000 yuan in rental income, or net, where can your shabby restaurant make more than 900,000 yuan a year?

Of course not. It would be great if we could cover everyone's salary in one year. The manager also knows the situation here. Why do you ask?

Manager Lin was also a little annoyed. He said, "Is it possible that you don't know?"

"I know, so I won't think like a pig like you." The manager continued to scold, "Since the market stalls are in short supply and you can't make money by opening a restaurant, why do you keep the half? Why don't you use it too? Turn it into a stall.”

Manager Lin was enlightened and finally came to his senses. Yes, why not also use it to open the market? Opening the market would save more worries.

Manager Lin asked: "Is it okay, boss? We are a unit under the beverage and service company."

"What's wrong? Who will take care of us when we can't pay wages?" the manager said, "As long as you don't open casinos, brothels or opium dens, you can open anything, as long as you can make money."

Manager Lin quickly said yes, I will immediately convene a meeting with everyone to discuss it.

"It's a waste of discussion!" the manager scolded, "You and I can just decide on this matter. Implement it right away. Just take advantage of the heat to book all the stalls."

"But those chefs and waiters..."

"What's wrong with the chefs and waiters? They can't change their careers to be security guards? They get a lot of salary and a new house. Why don't they want to? If anyone doesn't want to, let him come to my place and I'll make him the manager. Give it to him, and I'll share a house with you. Damn it, I'm still a second-level chef!"

The manager scolded her again, and the matter was settled.

"Yes, you are a good manager." Liu Ligan praised, "Yeah, it's so easy to run a market, and also run a restaurant, and you still don't make money. Your manager is very good at this. By the way, Manager Lin, like this Once you come here, you really become the general manager of the market, Mr. Lin."

Manager Lin chuckled: "Boss Liu, you must help me. We will draw up the floor plan tonight and continue to attract investment tomorrow. When we finish it in the evening, I will treat you to a supper. I have asked them to prepare it."

Liu Ligan said yes.

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