Chapter 20 The New Secretary of the Municipal Committee
an adjustment would likely seem fine to him. However, if it involved his future promotion from Deputy Minister to Minister level, this could be problematic. While the path for Secretaries of Municipal...Chapter 20 The New Secretary of the Municipal Committee
Bureaucratic Rank "Earning ten thousand RMB per day for twenty days in a month, what does that mean Perhaps it's not very intuitive. So, in this year of 1999, monthly earnings of thirty thousand RMB represent what concept Isn't that three hundred and sixty thousand RMB annually What kind of notion is this to an ordinary family"
On the day Su Cen's third store opened at school, from start to finish until the end of evening study hall, the total turnover was 11353.6 RMB. Of course, this only refers to turnover and does not represent pure profit. Based on estimated profits, today's pure profit should be around three thousand RMB.
Therefore, this store is not a golden shop that can earn ten thousand RMB in a day. Su Cen also remains clear-headed enough to know that this is just the heat during the school opening period, and it would be unrealistic to maintain daily turnover of ten thousand and monthly turnover of thirty thousand. After all, how many goods need to be sold to reach such a huge amount It's almost the revenue level of a medium-sized supermarket in the future.
Therefore, Su Cen did not overly delude himself into thinking he had dug up a gold mine; this was still reality and not fantasy.
As expected, Wang Ming and his mother, who were excited all night without sleep on the second day, opened early. Although there was also a crowd of people, it was much less than on the first day. The turnover for the second day totaled around seven thousand RMB.
The third day saw turnover drop to five thousand, and it continued to sharply decline.
Finally, after ten days, turnover stabilized at around two to three thousand RMB per day.
At this point, Wang Ming and his parents finally snapped out of their golden dream and realized that the glorious scene of daily turnover of ten thousand was gone with the decrease in school opening heat and would not return.
However, if calculated separately for retail sales, this branch store's turnover already surpassed the main store. This was something they never expected to happen.
In these thirteen days, the total turnover was eight million yuan. Based on this trend, it is expected that the monthly turnover could reach around twelve million yuan, meaning a profit margin of roughly three million yuan per month! This amount, after giving one million to Wang Ming and deducting electricity, water, rent, personnel costs, still leaves a net profit of two million.
By this estimation, taking into account both off-peak and peak seasons, the shop would have an average monthly profit of 1.5 million yuan. In a year, it could earn a pure profit of eighteen million yuan. Within half a year, the investment cost from Su Can's family would be recouped, and six months later, it would officially start making a profit.
This outcome was beyond the expectations of Su Licheng and Zeng He. Originally, they had planned to recover costs within two to three years, but now, they could do so in less than half a year, which made them even more convinced of Su Can's capabilities.
Su Can found this state satisfactory. At least he believed that without dabbling in stocks or futures, and without trying to capitalize on the domestic or international trends or overnight success stories, his decision was already very prudent.
Because of rebirth, Su Can realized some reborn movies or scenarios could only be poison rather than a remedy for him. Some areas he knew little about, places crowded with strong competitors, and situations where huge wealth might be obtained overnight were not something he could rashly participate in and expect to succeed as others did.
Even though his rebirth had given him a clear understanding of the world's situation due to his knowledge from the future, for any moment or period in time, what was most complex was not how these environments developed or what historical trends would be but unpredictable human nature.
The birth of any bourgeoisie required an initial accumulation of capital. Su Can, holding merely a dozen million yuan from home, if he wanted to quickly multiply it as seen in some movies, could only dream. Industries with returns over 500% were likely illegal ones such as drug trafficking and arms smuggling. Without finding the right path and spending time on careful management, turning these into millions was unrealistic.
Classes resumed at No.1 High School of City, and all students unwillingly returned from their lazy holiday state to the開學軌道之上。
The start of a new academic year brought even more excitement to Su Can now that his family's shop had entered its regular routine during the holidays. Conversely, Xue Yiyang and Liu Rui on the bus seemed rather lethargic. These two guys were still struggling with unfinished holiday homework due for inspection at the beginning of term, and after hearing that Su Can had already completed his assignments, they looked at him askance and formally declared he was not one of them.
The bus swayed along the streets of this small city, rolling over scattered leaves on the ground. Passing through the yet unrenovated Ming-Qing era long street added a bustling flavor to the scene.
A dark-colored sedan drove past from a side road, and then Su Can saw the black car stop at the slope entrance of City No. 1 High School. Wang Weiwei got out from the passenger seat wearing brand-new clothes, pulling an alternating yellow and white Nike backpack. Lin Zouwu, with his chubby body swaying, came down from the back seat. A girl with wavy hair dressed in a knitted cotton jacket then stepped out of the car, drawing quite a few glances.
Su Can was curious as to who else Lin Zouwu had brought along. Blinking and taking another look, he realized it must be Lin Luoran. The little girl might have gone home during winter break and changed her hairstyle into big waves. She wore a knitted sweater with 7/8-length casual pants and flat shoes, exuding a British schoolgirl vibe.
Public buses could not enjoy the privilege of stopping at the slope entrance like these private cars did; Su Can's bus had to pass them by and stop at the next station ahead.
Hence, Lin Zouwu and Lin Luoran completely failed to notice a plain-looking Su Can on the bus. The driver waved back to them as they said, "Thank you, Uncle Wang! Goodbye!"
"Goodbye, Weiwei! Zouwu! Luoran!" the middle-aged man in glasses and an amiable demeanor replied. He was probably around 40 or 50 years old but looked like he was about 30. The man turned to Wang Weiwei who had already gotten out of the car and said, "Should I come pick you up after work today You can move into your new home now; have all your things from the hotel been packed"
"No need!" Wang Weiwei retorted as he turned around, carrying his bag and strutting down the road. He looked rather cool and stylish.
Lin Luoran gave a sweet smile to the man in the car while tossing her wavy hair over one shoulder before heading towards the school gate with her brother Lin Zouwu.
Su Can watched from afar as Lin Luoran's back disappeared. The feeling of disappointment had long vanished; whether it was Lin Luoran, Lin Zouwu, or Wang Weiwei, these were people he would rarely interact with in normal life. Perhaps many others wouldn't even be aware that such individuals with special backgrounds could be right under their noses.
But for Su Can, whether it was the somewhat arrogant Wang Weiwei, the lazy yet straightforward Lin Zouwu, or Lin Luoran herself—they felt more real to him than his classmates who shared his daily school and home life. He had already regarded them as friends in his heart; therefore, if one day their different worlds caused them to suddenly vanish from his life due to their unique backgrounds, would he also feel a sense of loneliness
Su Can smiled bitterly at the thought. At least, when the time came for these three individuals to leave, they certainly wouldn’t abandon him without saying goodbye. Even if their lives could not overlap in the future, Su Can still had enough confidence in himself that, at this moment, they were friends.
When he got home in the evening and was having dinner, Su Licheng thought about recent events and gently patted Su Can's head. "The branch store is doing well because my son has good insight; I told you that you would definitely be better than your old man!"
Zeng He gave him a disdainful look. "Of course, the son is stronger than you. Look at yourself: You've run around so much for Star Sea Square, but your salary hasn't increased yet! Deputy Director, being a deputy director sounds good, but I think you and Old Zhong are like two oxen rubbing against each other. Look at those people coming down from the group company; they're all more arrogant than each other, thinking that we are inferior to them."
Su Can knew that recently another person had come down from the main corporation headquarters to inspect the Star Sea Square construction situation. It seemed like someone with a grudge against Zhong Jianjun was now causing trouble for them by finding faults in their work.
He heard Su Licheng snort. "These few people just want to intimidate us; they're from the same group but are trying to sabotage us and cause some inconvenience."
Zeng He said, "It's rumored that a rectification report has been filed with the newly appointed Secretary of the Municipal Committee. The leader of this group, Li Yuhai, even made remarks suggesting that this new secretary had ties with them in Keshan City and wanted to use him to undermine Zhong Jianjun’s authority."
"Undermine his authority!" Su Licheng snorted coldly. "When these people came down, they believed we profited a lot from building Star Sea Square. Li Yuhai's group is that of the group company's vice president; they were openly hinting at Old Zhong to give them some dividends. When he refused, their troubles started, and now they’re making a big deal about their ties with this new secretary."
Su Licheng’s expression suddenly became serious as his voice dropped low and took on an air of mystery. "But for all their scheming, they don’t know that the newly appointed Secretary Wang Bo is actually an old comrade-in-arms from Old Zhong's army days! How could their petty schemes shake such a bond"
It’s a bit late now; let our Su Can continue to soar high. I beg for brothers’ votes!
To tidy up the outline and write until now has been quite tough.her areas.It was common knowledge that ordinary people would find it impossible to dine with a Secretary of Municipal Party Committee in one sitting.Although Wang Weiwei, Lin Zhouda, and Lin Luoran sa...