"Sanpao, I want to buy it in the store, but I have a little different opinion on the business method..."

Seeing the fat man pulling Si Yuanjie to talk about his sales experience, Fang Yi also talked about the important matters with Sanpao. After hearing Sanpao say that he had bought two stores, Fang Yi had an idea in his mind.

"Brother Yi, you said..." Sanpao said: "To be honest, I don't know much about business as well as Qianqian. I just made a plan based on cost accounting..."

Sanpao has always been responsible for financial affairs. At the beginning, he just simply recorded the accounts, but as the business gradually improved, Sanpao felt more and more difficult. Speaking of the little things he learned from junior high school, he returned them to the teacher before he graduated.

For this reason, Sanpao also signed up for a night school study accounting. Not to mention, this study and not learning can be reflected in thinking. This time, the house purchase is basically made by Sanpao. Judging from their current situation, the plan formulated by Sanpao is still relatively feasible.

For Sanpao, being able to come up with such a solution has already made him rack his brains. As for business management issues, Sanpao knew that he was not as good as Fang Yi and Fatty, and he had never pointed fingers in this business.

"The business method I mentioned may disrupt the plan you have made..."

Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "Didn't we buy two stores? I plan to rent only one and leave the other one for our own business and make some relatively high-end products..."

"Fang Yi, will our pressure be too great?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Sanpao showed a look of doubt on his face and said, "Now our stall business is very good. As long as there is a one-year transition period, we may be able to pay off the bank's other 400,000 yuan. If we run a store, what if we lose money?"

Although Sanpao's vision is much broader than that of fat people, he also thinks more. High-end antiques will also be very expensive, so it is easy to say if they can be sold.

But antique shops have always said that "if you don't open for three years, you can eat for three years". If the things in the store are squeezed into your hands, you may even have problems paying back the bank loan.

"Sanpao, I don't plan to borrow for the 400,000 yuan..."

Fang Yi said, "I will find a way to find the gap of 400,000. The store is ours. Even if the business is average, it will only be a waste of water and electricity. However, in this way, even if we gain a foothold in the antique market in Jinling, we will have a foundation if we want to expand our business in the future..."

After visiting Panjiayuan and Shilihe in Beijing this time, Fang Yi felt deeply touched. The antique industry is definitely a popular industry in the future, and Jinling, which has a deep historical and cultural heritage, has great potential to tap.

However, it is obviously impossible to gain a place in this industry by setting up a street stall. So even if the market relocation did not happen this time, Fang Yi planned to rent a store in the antique market when he came back this time.

You should know that no matter which industry it is, he despises the poor and loves the rich. At present, Wang Song started a business with the fat man for Hua Ziyi's sake. But if he knew that the fat man was a street stall in the market, I am afraid that even with Hua Ziyi's face, Wang Song's attitude towards the fat man would change.

"Well, Brother Yi, what you said makes sense, but what should I do with this money?"

Sanpao also wants to open a store and be a boss. Otherwise, when he goes out, he says he is setting up a street stall in the antique market, and his face is indeed not glorious, but if he is opening a store in the antique market, then others can also look up to you.

"I'll solve the money problem..."

Fang Yi waved his hand and said, "You and Fatty take Yuanjie in the market. In three months, I will try to clear the goods on hand. I will find a way to find the remaining 400,000. When the store opens next year, we will be in the Jinling Antique Market, and that's also famous people..."

"Okay, Fang Yi, don't worry, we will give it all in three months!"

Sanpao was so excited that Fang Yi said that he was excited. They had a relationship between Zhao Hongtao and Man Jun in the current antique market. Even the owners who opened the store greeted them with smiles when they talked to them.

However, Sanpao knew in his heart that although they had a monthly turnover of more than 100,000 yuan, compared with those antique shop owners with fixed sources of customers, they could not get on the table at all. Not to mention that they were far away, even if Man Jun made a profit from filing out an item from time to time, it would be enough for Sanpao and the others to make a profit last year.

"By the way, Sanpao, when will you and Qianqian get married?" Seeing Sanpao's passionate and tragic look, Fang Yi deliberately changed the subject.

"Next year, let's talk about it when our business is on track..." Sanpao was a little embarrassed by Fang Yi's question. Brother San came out with him. Although he now has a girlfriend, his progress is the fastest one, and he is now living together.

"How about this, I will give you 30,000 yuan tomorrow, and you can buy all the furniture and other things..."

Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "When the market moves next year, I will consider it auspicious day. You will get married on the day our store opens. Isn't this a double happiness?"

"What's the only thing that's going to be happy?" The fat man who was talking to Si Yuanjie turned his head over.

"We will open a new store next year and we will marry Fatty on the same day. What do you think?" Fang Yi asked with a smile.

"Okay, this relationship is good!" The fat man nodded repeatedly and said, "No, I have to go find Shuangshuang. If Shuangshuang also promised to marry me that day, wouldn't we be the three-game coming?"

"Okay, as long as you can convince Shuangshuang, we will do it together then!"

Fang Yi laughed when he heard this. The fat man said this, but there was no chance at all. Sanpao and his girlfriend have been engaged for more than a year, and both parents agreed. However, the fat man and Meng Shuangshuang had only known each other for less than half a year, and they didn't even know where the door of the other party's house was opened.

"With this foodie here, I'm afraid he will eat all the money for marriage..."

When he heard that he wanted to convince Meng Shuangshuang, the fat man immediately shifted the topic to Si Yuanjie. He said that now he and Meng Shuangshuang are kissing each other to the point of kissing each other, and it is still far from getting married.

"What do you mean is that in the future, you will have all the food expenses for Yuanjie?" Fang Yi laughed when he heard this.

"Brother Yi, Boss Fang, just spare me..."

The fat man almost cried. Si Yuanjie's belly was a bottomless pit. Even if they had a little bit of food, they would probably have to eat one or two hundred yuan a meal. The fat man's monthly salary of 3,000 yuan is not enough for Si Yuanjie to eat.

"Brother Fang, why don't I get my salary?"

Si Yuanjie was also a little embarrassed. He only had half full of four or five kilograms of meat for a meal. Today, Fang Yi ordered two of his elbows with more than three kilograms of elbows, and the basin of rice was eaten clean by Si Yuanjie.

"You have just broken through your cultivation level. After a while, you will not have such a great appetite..."

Fang Yi waved his hand. He also came from this stage. He knew that when he just entered the state of refining essence and qi, no matter how much food he ate, it would be refined into true qi, and his body would always be in a state of hunger. However, after the true qi in his body was converted to a certain level, this situation would disappear.

However, the stomach and digestive ability of martial arts practitioners is still far beyond that of ordinary people. Just like Fang Yi now, as long as he is willing, even if the three Si Yuanjies are combined, he will not be able to eat Fang Yi. It’s just that he doesn’t need to eat to replenish his body’s needs now.

"Okay, just follow your Fat Brother to learn things, don't think about anything else..."

Seeing that the few people had almost eaten, Fang Yi stood up and said, "I've been busy with other things these days, so I won't go to the market..."

Although he made a million yuan in the last time he bought the "Yongle Ceremony" with Man Jun, after buying a few houses, Fang Yi now had no money at all. If he wanted to take out 400,000 at the end of the year, he could only make plans on the huanghuali and jade seed materials.

Fang Yi is a person who doesn’t have to do anything overnight. After dinner, he returned to Man Jun’s residence and took out the huanghuali wood that had been cut into pieces and started to carve it.

After spending a night, there were already more than 30 hand-held pieces on the table in Fang Yi's house. From the twelve zodiac signs to Pixiu and various small animals, they were all carved vividly, and the process of polishing was just a step.

"Let Brother Man introduce a better polishing master..."

Looking at the Huanghuali hand-held pieces on the table, Fang Yi showed a satisfied expression on his face. Although he did not use his true soul to turn these things into magical tools, the objects carved by Fang Yi's hands all exuded a sense of spirituality, which would make people love them at first glance.
Chapter completed!