The rise starts with cutting off Jiang Nansun!

"The average is about 400 million per month." Faced with Qin Feng's questioning, general manager Zhou Yi repeated.

"..."

Qin Feng was startled.

Monthly turnover 400 million? !

What is the concept?

Calculated based on the restaurant’s net profit of 8% to 10%, the net profit per month would be 40!

And he now holds 51% of the shares...

In other words, the rhythm of earning 20 yuan a month and more than 200 million yuan a year? !

And according to incomplete statistics.

The Xia Kingdom has a population of 14 billion, and the number of people with an annual income of over one million is less than 200 million.

So, now it can basically be said that he surpasses 99.9% of the people in Xia Kingdom?

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ps1: This restaurant is a foreshadowing, does anyone know what it is for?

ps2: The young author has already tortured himself to death~

更新时间：2022年5月16日05:09:36

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Chapter 025 My biological son!Zhang Anren’s beautiful fantasy[1 update]

Leaving the Yiyuan Restaurant on the way home.

Qin Feng accepted it calmly, and he now owns a high-end restaurant.

Moreover, the restaurant can almost bring him more than 20 yuan in net profit dividends every month.

of course.

Qin Feng was not in awe because of this.

After all, 200 million a year, is this really a lot of money?

Qin Feng didn't think so.

On Lamborghini's official website, the lowest price for a Huracán, the lowest-spec 20 version, is as high as 250 million.

He can only afford an entry-level car a year.

As for a high-quality property in the prime location of the Magic City, even excluding the villas and flats, its selling price has reached tens of millions.

It took him five years to afford one.

and so.

Do you still think this is a lot of money?

At least for Qin Feng.

He still can't afford many of the things he likes~

Qin Feng was naturally not satisfied with reviving his life.

of course.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but want to ask more:

How much real money did you burn into the system to invest in and hold a controlling stake in such a high-end restaurant with high profitability?

Only then can the original owner of the restaurant be willing to transfer the restaurant to him?

and also.

Can we discuss the system: If there is a similar reward next time, can he not need the shares and just give him real money~

pity.

In my mind, it was as quiet as ever.

The system ignored Qin Feng's appeal.

......

It was nearly nine o'clock at night.

Qin Feng returned to his home——

Yes, Qin Feng does not live in the school dormitory.

After all, having lived a new life and been trained in a social university, Qin Feng's mind is much more mature.

This made him somewhat incompatible with the 'kids' in the same dormitory.

In addition, because of my career, it is sometimes inconvenient to live in a dormitory to deal with work matters.

Therefore, Qin Feng simply moved back home and lived on his own.

Anyway, his home is also in Yangpu District, not far from Tongji University - about four or five kilometers away.

It only takes more than ten minutes to take a taxi.

Very convenient!

Qin Feng's home is a newly-necessary house of more than 80 square meters, which is a legacy left to him by his original parents.

Qin Feng first put the crab meat dumplings he had brought back into the refrigerator to refrigerate.

Then, he didn't wash up and lie down immediately. Instead, he sat down on the sofa and turned on his mobile phone.

Before going to bed, he still has to do some work!

Under his [Liujin Architectural Design] company, there are currently three projects under construction at the same time.

Before going to bed, he would communicate with the 'persons in charge' of each project to understand the progress of their respective projects.

Qin Feng didn't find it troublesome at all to have to deal with these tasks at night.

He even enjoyed it a little bit!

After all, although the [Liujin Architectural Design] company is still small, its profitability is currently not as good as the Yiyuan Restaurant that is rewarded by the system.

But after all, it is Qin Feng's 'own son' who was hatched by himself and raised little by little.

Compared to a 'child' picked up halfway in Yiyuan, Qin Feng must of course be more concerned about his 'own son' who he raised with his own hands!

This is all his hard work~

10 pm.

After finishing all the work, Qin Feng put down his mobile phone and went to wash up, then turned off the lights and went to bed!

Go to bed early and get up early, don't stay up late.

This is the living habit that Qin Feng has adhered to since his rebirth.

After all, the body is the capital of revolution!

You have a life to make money, but you have no life to spend it?

So what's the point of making money?

Qin Feng lay down to rest early.

And the other side.

In the staff dormitory of Tongji University, Zhang Anren was in front of the computer, burning the midnight oil!

Are you catching up on the drawings?

Tomorrow he will rely on this to claim credit in front of Jiang Nansun~

Not to mention that Qin Feng also paid him 1500 yuan in 'salary' and overtime pay.

Therefore, although it is late at night, Zhang Anren is still full of motivation!

Gan is over!

'Da da da...'

The alarm clock on the table kept spinning, but in the room, the only sounds were Zhang Anren dragging the mouse and typing on the keyboard.

Time slips away so quietly...

6 o'clock in the morning.

Hurrying slowly, Zhang Anren, who had been sitting in front of the computer for more than ten hours, finally moved.

He tried his best to stretch his waist and twisted his stiff neck.

Although he looks tired and has obvious dark circles around his eyes...

But at this moment, looking at the completed drawings on the screen, Zhang Anren still showed a satisfied smile.

'Crack, click...'

Picking up the phone, he looked at the design drawings on the computer, the messy desktop, and of course the most important thing, the alarm clock showing the time on the table...

After taking a few photos of these things.

Zhang Anren first sent these photos to Jiang Nansun that could prove his 'merit'.

Then he edited:

'I heard that Nansun, your aunt was in a hurry to get the drawings today... I hurriedly hurriedly and stayed up all night, and finally got the drawings out! ~'

'/sleepjpg.'

Finally, Zhang Anren sent the design document to Jiang Nansun.

After doing this, I also took credit...