The Pentium Era - South to North

The three people walked into the store. Nuo Da's store was deserted. Zhang Chen visually estimated that the entire first floor was more than 300 square meters. In the middle were red painted wooden columns with mottled colors, supporting the upper floor.

The shop is very spacious, with a one-meter-wide glass counter on the left. On the counter, Zhang Chen saw that they were all old-fashioned pastries, including unity cakes, cakes, cloud cakes, gorgon cakes, snow cakes, sesame cakes, etc. wait.

Half of the counter is occupied by packages of cubic cakes wrapped in straw paper and tied with twine. It can be seen that people came to buy these as gifts before the Spring Festival, but how many people still know how to do it now? I couldn't sell this kind of stuff as a gift, so I kept it in a backlog and piled it up here. I don't even know if there is any hair inside.

It would be strange for a factory like this and a store like this not to close.

In the middle of the store, there is also a counter more than one meter wide, which is surrounded by a back shape. On the counter are sesame candy, sesame candy, mung bean cake, red bean cake, etc.

The row of counters on the right sells cat ears, biscuits, small twists, sesame balls, jujubes, etc. Near the outside is a pot for roasting chestnuts with sugar. The pot is cold, and there is only a dark puddle inside. sand.

Half of the fluorescent lamps in the entire store are not working, and I don’t know if they are not turned on or broken. Although the door panels on the side facing the street are all pieced together, after being removed, the side facing Yan’an Road is bright, but due to The store is too deep and half of it is dimly lit.

There were three or four salesmen in the store, and they all gathered at the counter on the right to chat together. When they entered, no one even looked at them.

Ayong's friend knocked on the glass counter in the middle and shouted, "Let's buy something."

Finally, someone turned around to take a look. She obviously knew Ayong's friend. She cursed "a ghost of the time" and then turned back to continue chatting.

A Yong scolded: "They are all rubbish like this, how can there be any business?"

A Yong's friend was unconvinced and shouted: "Don't do business too well. Who in Hangzhou hasn't eaten Yiming's pastries? You haven't."

A Yong said: "I haven't eaten Mao in ten years."

Zhang Chen was listening to the side and thought to himself that the father of Ayong's friend and the people in the factory were probably still immersed in the dream of the glory of the past. They are still thinking about it now. When they wake up, the world will change again. , the place has become crowded with customers again, and business is booming.

But how is that possible?

When they reached the end, there was a wooden escalator leading to the second floor. There was a door beside the stairs.

Ayong's friend pushed the door open, and Zhang Chen saw that outside was an old-fashioned patio of thirty or forty square meters. The ground was paved with cobblestones. There was a fish pond against the wall. The rockery was covered with moss and fallen leaves. The water was already smelly, and there were red "fighting insects" in the water, rolling up and down.

In front of the fish pond, there are two large Panlong flower pots. In the flower pots are two crabapples. Although no one is taking care of them, they are still full of life. This is the only living thing in the whole store, compared with that A few salespeople were still angry.

A Yong's friend took them upstairs, and the wooden stairs were making noises. When they walked up, the wooden floor was still making noise. Zhang Chen was worried that it would collapse. A Yong's friend seemed to know that he was there. What was he thinking, he said, "Mao Lao, they are all good wood."

As he spoke, he stamped his feet violently, causing a burst of dust to rise, and curses rolled up from downstairs: "You are seeking death!"

The entire second floor was dimly lit, there was not a single lamp, and there was no telling what kind of messy stuff was piled up. It was so crowded that only a ten-meter-long aisle was left against the wall. At the end of the aisle was a cubicle with a door. It was open, and there was a light in the door.

Ayong's friend took them over and walked to the door. Inside was a room of thirty to forty square meters, with only a desk and a few benches. There was a person sitting behind the desk, reading a newspaper. When he heard them coming in, he Putting down the newspaper, he looked at Ayong's friend and asked calmly:

"A flowery head and a flowery brain, here comes another flowery Sasi?"

A Yong's friends told them that this was Manager Mao.

Manager Mao nodded lightly to them, without any intention of standing up. A Yong and Zhang Chen also had no intention of walking in. They stood at the door for a while, looked inside, and then walked out.

The three of them walked to the door below and stood there. A Yong asked his friend, how much money does it cost to sell in this trashy place?

"One million and eight hundred thousand," the other party said.

"How many?"

"One hundred and eighty."

"What's wrong? The place in the west of Gara is so gigantic?"

A Yong's friend smiled at Zhang Chen. He stretched out a hand, hugged A Yong's neck, and dragged him aside. The two of them stood there, muttering something. After speaking, A Yong said Countless.

A Yong's friend patted A Yong on the shoulder, waved to Zhang Chen from a distance, got on his bicycle and left.

A Yong came over, looked into the store, lowered his voice and said to Zhang Chen, what my friend means is that they are cheaper, they can sell them for 1.5 million, you can get another 100,000, and several of their factory leaders Divide it into pieces, so the total is 1.6 million.

The two people stood there, looking at the house. Ayong said, this place is not good, the house is shabby, and it is not cost-effective.

However, Zhang Chen felt that if this place really wanted to be his flagship store, it would be very suitable. First of all, this is a single-family house. If he really wants to buy it, he can decide what to do with it. It doesn't matter if the house is old. Outside, He can wrap it up in two floors and create a big image.

This location has very convenient transportation. There are also cars and people coming and going on Yan'an Road outside. This place can't keep people because there are no big shopping malls nearby and the business atmosphere is not strong. But because of this, it may not be good for him. This is actually a good thing. As long as his store decoration design is in place, his place can become a bright spot and it will be very outstanding.

What Zhang Chen likes most is the wooden pillars, wooden stairs and floors in this store. Zhang Chen feels that these things are a perfect match for their brand and clothing style.

Also, not far from here is Zhejiang Medical University. Zhang Chen feels that these are their potential customers. Cotton and linen clothing, in the eyes of ordinary citizens in many cities, feels like they are worn by country people, but their education level If you are high, you will feel that it is style, personality and a feeling.

The two people rode bicycles back. What made Zhang Chen hesitate was money. He could afford 1.6 million. After buying it, he designed it himself and had his own maintenance team construct and decorate it. Zhang Chen I don't think it needs to cost much. The material cost of 100,000 yuan should be enough.

However, after the 1.7 million yuan went out, I didn't have much money left. There were so many people in the factory, and they had to make expenses every day, and they had to buy auxiliary materials, threads, etc. Without a few thousand yuan a day, it would be impossible to survive, and there would be more money. What about the fabrics and workers’ wages?

When Zhang Chen arrived at the stall, Ayong said to him, I will help you find another place, forget it here, and I will repay him by saying that I can rent it, but I can't buy it.

Zhang Chen quickly told A Yong to wait and let me think about it.

A Yong said yes.

Zhang Chen sat down, picked up the calculator, and did some calculations. He felt that he had enough money to cope with the tight situation, but he didn't have to have any big expenses in the middle, and his business couldn't drop. After a month or two of this, I will be able to recover.

Zhang Chen really wanted to buy that place, but after all, it was 1.6 million. He had no idea whether it was a good deal or not. Alas, it would have been better if Liu Ligan and Meng Ping had left two days later. It doesn't take two days. They didn't leave yesterday. It would be nice if they were still here today. The two of them are experts and can help me with advice.

If you won't lose money if you buy it, Zhang Chen feels that you should do it even if you put all your money into it.

Zhang Chen calculated and found that Liu Ligan and the others were still on the road at this time and had not arrived in Hainan. Although he knew that the call could not be reached, he still dialed Liu Ligan's mobile phone number. Unexpectedly, the call went through.

Zhang Chenqi asked: "So fast, you have already arrived in Hainan?"

"Haha, no, we just left Jiangxi, slept in Ganzhou last night, and now we have just arrived in Heyuan, Guangdong, and are having lunch."

Liu Ligan sounded in a good mood. It seemed that the further south this guy went, the better he felt. Zhang Chen asked:

"Then this phone..."

"Haha, we just found out that Guangdong and Hainan have been connected to the Internet, and our mobile phone can also be used in Guangdong." Liu Ligan smiled and said, "Why, you missed us just after we separated, Zhang Chen?"

"Fuck you, it's all you bastard. You were in a hurry to leave yesterday. If you could go and help me today, you can give me advice."

"Advisor what?"

"There is a house..."

"House? You want to buy a house again? Wait, I asked Lao Meng to come and listen, he went to the bathroom." Liu Ligan looked up and saw Meng Ping walking over, and quickly shouted: "Lao Meng, hurry up, Zhang Chen’s phone number.”

Meng Ping ran over quickly and shouted: "Zhang Chen, hello."

Zhang Chen quickly said okay, and Liu Li said hurriedly: "Quickly, tell your business, I'll put it on speakerphone."

Zhang Chen told them about his plan to open a store, and then talked about the house.

"Where is the house?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Yan'an Road." Zhang Chen said.

“That’s the golden section of Hangzhou.”

"It's in the middle of Yan'an Road, past Zhejiang Medical University. It's not a very lively place."

"In two years, it will be lively." Liu Ligan said, "Yan'an Road will only become more and more lively."

"Zhang Chen, how big is the house?" Meng Ping asked.

"Two floors, about 600 square meters." Zhang Chen said.

"How much does the other party offer?"

"One million and six hundred thousand..."

"Buy it!" Meng Ping and Liu Ligan shouted almost at the same time. Meng Ping then shouted: "Zhang Chen, don't think too much, just take it with one knife. By the way, don't you have enough money? If not, first Pay the deposit and other money and tell them to give it to them within three days, no, no, within two days, I will ask Ye Yilan to call you now, and you can receive it tomorrow."

"No, no, Lao Meng, I have money myself." Zhang Chen said quickly.

"What the hell do you think about when you have money?" Liu Ligan scolded.

Meng Ping remembered it and asked, "Zhang Chen, did you lose the working capital and decoration money after you bought it?"

"I'm a little nervous, but forget it, I still have it," Zhang Chen and Meng Ping said.

"Okay, Zhang Chen, go and buy it boldly. If you have any financial difficulties at any time, just give me a call. I'll call you in minutes if it's less than 10 million. If it's more than 10 million, just give me a few days." Meng Ping said , "If I say this, do you know what you're doing?"

Zhang Chen said, thank you Lao Meng, I understand.

"Zhang Chen, what the hell, I don't even dare to speak when I'm next to Lao Meng." Liu Ligan said with a smile.

"What's wrong with Lao Meng?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Don't you know that Hainan has gone crazy now? Qian Fang called me earlier. Guess how much a square meter of Guomao's house costs, just for the New Year?"

"How many?"

"More than ten thousand."

"ah!"

"What are you talking about? I want it. Damn it, that building has been sold too early. Lao Meng Nadi, he is asking them to ask for a price now. Do you know that he is going to sell it? How much can he earn per acre?"

"How much do you earn?"

"Two million and six hundred thousand, damn, he has more than three hundred acres. You can do the math for yourself. If you dig out a piece of booger, it's enough for you to buy a building, right?"

"That's enough, Lao Meng has a lot of boogers, what about your Xinbu Island?"

"Astronomical figures!" Meng Ping shouted from the side.

"It's a pity, I can't fucking make the decision." Liu Ligan cursed, "Otherwise, I would fucking sell it now and go home to retire."

"Ask five beauties from the Chinese Department of Peking University to record your memoirs on the side?" Zhang Chen asked.

The three people on both ends of the phone laughed.

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