The counterattack begins with Fan Shengmei in Ode to Joy

Chapter 35

This kind of life persisted for half a month.

Zhuang Ziqiang's body has been in a state of high-strength load, without a day's rest, and many times he doesn't even have time to eat at noon.

Guan Ju'er saw him leave early and return late every day, and when he came back he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, and she burst into tears with distress.

If she leaves work early every day, she will go to Mojito on Nanyang Road to help Zhuang Ziqiang with work.

But she is still in the internship period after all, and she can't finish her own work, so she can only do it occasionally.

So what she does the most every day is to give Zhuang Ziqiang a massage while Qiu Yingying is asleep, to relieve his physical fatigue.

"You should hire someone. If this goes on, your body won't be able to bear it."

Guan Juer advised Zhuang Ziqiang when he was massaging him.

Zhuang Ziqiang also understands this truth, but Mojito has only opened for half a month, and has not yet passed the initial stage of false enthusiasm for the new store.

In case the good business is just a short-lived false fire, it is easy for him to recruit someone rashly now, but it is difficult to lay off someone, then the pressure will be greater in the future.

Mojito is now a small business, and everything should be simplified.

After Zhuang Ziqiang explained this truth to Guan Juer, he felt sleepy, unable to lift his eyelids, and fell asleep within a minute.

Guan Juer, who was still massaging him, didn't notice, she said to herself: "Brother Lin is still not giving up, today he asked me if I have time for the weekend."

If it were normal, Zhuang Ziqiang would have refuted it long ago when he heard Senior Brother Lin's topic, but today he didn't respond.

Guan Juer looked down and found that he had fallen asleep.

She knelt down and carefully observed his eyebrows and eyes. Even in her sleep, her face was still full of fatigue.

A smile appeared on Guan Juer's face, and he lightly pecked Zhuang Ziqiang's cheek, his face instantly shy and hot, and he returned to his room as if fleeing.

Recently, the relationship between Andy and Wei Wei has developed rapidly. Andy took him home to meet the sisters on the 22nd floor. Unfortunately, Zhuang Ziqiang is so busy every day that he has no time or mood to participate.

After half a month of fermentation, the reputation of mojito has gradually gone out of Nanyang Road.

In some coffee-loving communities and forums in Shanghai, this coffee shop has a face of only 2 square meters, and the proprietress is a glamorous and mature woman, and the coffee shop has become popular in a short time.

As a result, many coffee lovers from Shanghai came here admiringly, which Zhuang Ziqiang did not expect.

Now mojito opens almost every day in the morning, and there is a long queue at the door, and it will be better in the morning.

Lunch and dinner time will return to the state of long queues, and the popularity will be weaker in the middle interval.

The owner of the nearby clothing store and beauty salon was jealous of the hot popularity.

The original intention of mojito was to win over coffee lovers who could not realize the freedom of coffee due to economic reasons. Unexpectedly, the business was so good that it was inadvertently inserted.

He occasionally chats with customers who come to take care of the business. After understanding, he found that the biggest factor mojito attracts these customers is the small store of only 2 square meters, low price and acceptable taste.

The cafes these days basically focus on a comfortable, quiet, and spacious environment, but ignore the most essential taste and taste of coffee. The cost of a cup of coffee for three or 40 yuan is paid by the venue and labor. In terms of cost, it is a bit of an upside-down taste.

Mojito, on the other hand, does the opposite, compresses the cost of space and labor as much as possible, and puts everything on the origin of coffee. The price is not to mention some boutique coffee shops, but even compared to fast food coffee shops like Starbucks. It's cheaper, and although it's not as good as some really good specialty coffee shops in terms of taste, it's at least as good as Starbucks.

The price is low and the taste is acceptable, which is enough for coffee lovers.

Not only for coffee lovers, but also for many ordinary consumers, this demand is enough.

In small mojito shops, the price of the most basic coffee is even less than a cup of milk tea in many shopping malls, which virtually expands the audience of mojito coffee.

There are two most obvious examples.

One is that every morning, some elderly people will bring their children and grandchildren to the door of mojito to ask for a cup of coffee.Don't underestimate this old people's market. There may not be many people like this elsewhere, but in the prosperous city that has been prosperous for more than 100 years, such people are too common.

The second is that every night after get off work, some young men and women who are in love walk to the door of mojito. Seeing the price above, they can't help but stop and ask for two cups of coffee.

To use a professional term, mojito is now fighting for the sinking market of coffee users.

Although physically exhausted, Zhuang Ziqiang is now more and more aware of the joy of starting a business.

Every day, hundreds of cups of coffee are handed from his hand to the hands of customers, and exchanged for flowing banknotes, his eyes are almost turning into stars.

A lot of small money!
He didn't even care about Wei Wei's invitation to the sisters on the 22nd floor to play in the villa, completely immersed in the fun of starting a business.

The days passed by in a busy way, and in the blink of an eye, mojito has been open for a month.

That night, it was eleven o'clock when Zhuang Ziqiang returned home. Although he was extremely exhausted, he didn't wash up or rest.

Instead, I'm taking stock of the income and expenditure of mojito since it opened this month.

He called Guan Juer and Qiu Yingying to help, and the three of them spent an hour to come up with the final result.

Qiu Yingying looked at the numbers on the calculator in disbelief, "Sister Fan, is this true?"

Zhuang Ziqiang checked the final figures again, and said firmly, "That's right!"

"112834 yuan! Oh my god! Sister Fan, you are so awesome!"

Qiu Yingying jumped up excitedly and hugged Zhuang Ziqiang, feeling even more excited than Zhuang Ziqiang.

Guan Juer also hugged together, and the two of them exchanged glances across Qiu Yingying, but Qiu Yingying, the light bulb, didn't realize it at all, and was still yelling frantically: "Sister Fan, you are amazing! You are my idol!"

Zhuang Ziqiang was also affected by her childlike innocence and couldn't help laughing.

After the final profit figure came out, the exhaustion of the past month seemed to be washed away, and he felt full of motivation all over his body.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Guan Juer went to open the door, and it was Andy.

"I heard screaming in your room just after I came back. What happened?"

Qiu Yingying was more excited than Zhuang Ziqiang, she couldn't wait to rush to Andy.

"Andy, Andy, Sister Fan's coffee shop earned 11 yuan this month!"

Andy faced the ups and downs all day long, and had no idea about the 11. "The monthly turnover of 2 for a store of 11 square meters should be a good result, right?"

"Sister Andy, it's not the turnover, but the profit. The profit is 11." Guan Juer emphasized.

(End of this chapter)