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Wang Bo gave Huang Zeyuan, the owner of the Honghong Chinese Restaurant, two days to move. However, Huang Zheyuan's wife Li Cunfen didn't even want to stay for a day. As soon as she signed a sublease contract with Wang Bo that day, she started to dismiss the employees that night. The next day she called several Huo Sanhe (motor three-wheeled three-wheeled) to start moving. The next afternoon, Li Cunfen personally handed the key to the Chinese restaurant to Wang Bo, and said that he wished his "Sao Zeng Mi Mian" a prosperous business, and made money every day, and left, free and neat, without any nostalgia. Wang Bo also blew, wishing the couple a good start in the restaurant in G State, and made a fortune! Li Cunfen was a little embarrassed after hearing this, and replied, "My little brother can speak." Then he flipped into the back box of Huo Sanhe and left this "sad place" with a rumble.

"Boer, let's share some people tomorrow? I just saw it, I just need to buy some tables, benches, pots and pans, and it will be open soon. The stoves in the kitchen are ready-made." As soon as Huang Zeyuan and his wife left, Wang Jichang couldn't wait to come to his new territory, walked around, and then came out and discussed with Wang Bo quickly.

"No hurry, old man. I plan to decorate this restaurant first before opening it. If it doesn't open, our "Sao Zeng rice noodles" will definitely be the best snack bar known to all women and children." Standing at the messy door of the Chinese restaurant, Wang Bo looked at the land of more than 100 square meters, and felt a sense of pride in his heart.

"Renovation, how can we have any money to decorate? You wrote (rented) this shop cut off (used) a few thousand yuan, bought a car for one thousand yuan, and rented a house for Guan Ping in the gymnasium. The money you found during this period was used up by you. What money do you use to decorate?" Wang Jichang shouted.

When Wang Jichang mentioned this, he felt a little angry. He had been working hard for more than ten days, but he had already saved six or seven thousand yuan at home, but his big-handed son had spent all his money in a few seconds. In addition to that bicycle, Wang Jichang actually understood that his son did not spend money indiscriminately, but this "expendable behavior" of finding one or two still made him feel very painful.

That's more than 7,000 yuan! He has never seen so much money in his life!

"Dad! I can't bear to let my child go to trap a wolf! If we want to make a lot of money, we have to be willing to invest. Look at the first store I opened, I said I would spend money to decorate it, make a good-looking signboard, and give you and your mother an eye-catching outfit. Didn't you disagree at the beginning? But what will happen after I get it done? Old man, don't you think too much about the rest. You, mom, aunt, you can just do it according to my requirements. I said you can do it. I'm not as good as you play cards; you have to listen to me when doing business." Wang Bo explained Wang Jichang with a serious and earnest speech.

Wang Bo's words made Wang Jichang speechless because in fact, as the stepson said, what he strongly opposed at the beginning was proved to be wrong and had no vision; and all the stepson's plans have not been made in a single step so far, and the business that was so good during this period is the best proof. Although Wang Jichang was unwilling to admit it, he was reluctant to admit defeat: He, a stepson who had traveled to most of China, was indeed not as good as his stepson who was not even half of himself in his business.

"But what about the money? You have spent all the money. Where do you find money to decorate? It's impossible to wait until the rice noodle shop makes money before starting decoration, right? Then I don't know that I have to wait until the year of the Monkey. Besides, if you don't need to get up such a big place, you will have to pay forty or fifty every day. Is it worth it?"

"I know how to find a way to money. Old man, don't worry. We will discuss this night when my aunt and the others leave. Let's do it today." Wang Bo patted his stepfather's shoulder and went back to the rice noodle shop next door.

In the evening, as soon as Zhong Xiaomin left, Wang Bo found another excuse to send Guan Ping back to rent the house. He asked Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu not to be busy with fried sauce. He had something to say to the two.

Wang Bo said to his mother again what he said to Wang Jichang in the morning. Zeng Fanyu is now completely in line with his son's head. She believes whatever Wang Bo says without reservation. Zeng Fanyu is so happy that he even listens to his son's words.

"Everyone listens to your son, that money? Where does the money for decoration come from?" Wang Jichang was unwilling to think of his stepson all over his wife, but he had no choice but to say what he asked about his stepson in the morning again.

"That's right, Bo'er, I forgot. We have no money now! If you want to decorate the next door, where does the renovation come from?" Zeng Fanyu then remembered the money. She also knew the expenses at home during this period, and almost exhausted all the thousands of dollars she saved some time ago.

"Haha, we have no money, the bank has money to spread!" Wang Bo looked at his father with a smile!

"Bank, do you want to find a bank loan?" Wang Jichang's reaction was not slow either.

"Don't Uncle Li manage credit at the Agricultural Bank of China? It should be easy to ask him to borrow tens of thousands of yuan, right?"

"Look for your uncle Li, this... please think about it." Wang Jichang was not opposed to loans. In the past, he often sighed in front of his wife and stepson, regretting not falling. He said that if his mother had not stopped him in the early 1990s, he would have asked his brother to borrow money to do business. It was so good to speculate at that time, and he made money in any business. He had several comrades who had recovered, and they dared to fight and make money now. Now they are all rich. Wang Jichang repeated these words no less than ten times in front of Wang Bo and his mother. Every time, Wang Bo would think, fortunately, the grandmother he had never met would stop you, otherwise, you wouldn't know where to hide from debts now!

"Dad, think about it, the net income of our millet noodle shop is five or six hundred yuan a day, and ten thousand yuan a month is 15,000 yuan. Let's borrow 50,000 yuan from Uncle Li and renovate the shop next door. I dare not say that I will earn 1,000 yuan a day, and I am still confident that I can earn 1,000 yuan a day. One thousand yuan a day, and 30,000 yuan a month. At most two months, we will pay back the loan. What we earn in the future will be net income." Seeing that Wang Jichang was still hesitant, Wang Bo added a fire to his own son.

Wang Jichang was not opposed to loans, and now the income from the rice noodle shop gave him a great confidence. In addition, he borrowed money from his sister last time and returned, which not only made him lose face, but also lost control of the current finances of his family. If he could borrow money this time and make a comeback, he would be able to speak in the future. Unlike now, he did not have any say, and all the mothers had the final say, he could only beat the side drums and play a decisive role.

After some conspiracy, Wang Jichang finally made up his mind and said, "I'll go to Brother Li at noon tomorrow and ask him to give me a loan. But Bo'er, isn't 50,000 a little too? What kind of decoration do you need to spend 50,000 yuan?"

"If you don't pretend, don't pretend. If you want to pretend, you have to pretend! I want our "Sao Zeng Mi Noodles" to become a scene in Sifang City. I can't tell you clearly now. When I take you to the market, you will know if you go and have a plate of KFC." The decoration fee of 50,000 yuan is completely Wang Bo's estimate. It will definitely not look like it in later generations, but considering the current labor and materials, as well as the low prices, he thinks it's almost the same. The house he rents now costs at least 300,000 yuan to be bought in Sifang after more than ten years. Now, someone may not be willing to buy it if he calls 50,000 yuan.

"Go to Chengshi? That's all! I haven't been to Chengshi for many years." When Wang Jichang heard about eating and playing, he immediately became interested.

"Old man, let's work hard in the past two or three years. In the future, let alone the city of Demon City and the Imperial City, I will take you and mom to the Super League! We are too lazy to take the car and train, so we can just take the plane!" Wang Bo made a great wish to Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu.

"What? Take a plane? That's so scary! If you fall down, it won't be life-threatening? It's better to take a train. Your mother has never taken a train in her life." Zeng Fanyu smiled like a flower, obviously immersed in her imagination of the beautiful future.

"I said you are a rustic hat. The leaders of the country are all flying, why didn't they fall down?" Wang Jichang said contemptuously.

"The planes of the national leaders must be specially made! The cigarettes smoked by others are specially supplied by Sifang Cigarette Factory. Isn't it a special supply for unchanged aircraft? Can it be the same as you ordinary people like you?" Zeng Fanyu replied to Wang Jichang, but rolled his eyes.

Wang Bo immediately laughed, and couldn't help laughing, thinking that although his mother was the "old hat" in the stepfather's mouth, his mother, as the "old hat", could learn from one example and a leaf knew the autumn, and see the essence through the phenomenon. Although the words just now were biased, they were not far from the facts.

After completing his stepfather's job, the loan was settled. That night, Wang Bo specifically advised Wang Jichang not to let his income be leaked. If my aunt and the others really want to know, they would say that the gross profit of a day is about 200 yuan, and in addition to water, electricity, rent and labor, they can lose more than 100 yuan a day.

It is more than one hundred a day, and one month is three or four thousand, which is almost equivalent to the total income of the whole family of Li Mingde in one month.

Of course, it's just something that people are looking at.

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