Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

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In the evening, touch the fish Internet cafe.

Some Internet cafes that had been left out of the crowd suddenly came to many customers.

Many young people walked into the Internet cafes in groups of three or five, and others repeatedly observed outside and confirmed that the location was right, so they pushed the door.

"Are you sure here? Why don't you even have a brand?"

"Yes, that's it."

"There is a neat row of computers over there. What are you doing?"

"It's not just the bar, it's the Internet."

"Can you still access the Internet? ... Why don't I go to the Internet cafes, I'm here to drink."

"You can also drink, and the drinks are better than ordinary bars, mainly to listen to songs, listen to songs!"

"Really so good?"

"Anyway, it's different from the resident singers in other bars, you just know it."

At the door, several young people pushed in.

The waiter immediately led them to the seat with a smile on his face. After putting on a hand towel, he politely asked what drinks he needed.

The most active person in this group was a young girl with a fashionable dress. After everyone had ordered drinks, they began to cheerfully and everyone popular science how to find this treasure spot.

"Do you know how I found this place?"

"In fact, I used to pass by here before, but I glanced at the menu outside and found that everything was selling very expensively, and there were few people inside, so I didn't go in."

"As a result, I happened to pass by last week and I heard someone singing!"

"I happened to be off work at that time, and came in after listening to the door for a while, ordered a glass of wine, and kept hearing at night!"

"It's really nice, and it's not that noisy style, it's a very light and leisurely feeling, and with a little sorrow, then I drink a glass of wine and I feel particularly."

"And after coming here a few times, I found out that although this place is expensive, the service is really good. The waiter is so meticulous that you do n’t even need to shout. Just look at him and you will come right away. It's comfortable! "

Someone interjected: "True or false? Will the waiter be able to read the mind?"

The young girl glanced at him: "Of course not mind reading. This shows that the waiter is doing his due diligence and staring at the customer throughout the process. He can understand from the customer's slight physical movements that he needs help and comes over immediately."

"And the waiter here doesn't have any nonsense, and doesn't sell you drinks and ask you to apply for a card. It is especially polite."

"Later, I came here during the day, and ordering a cup of coffee and reading a book was very pleasant."

"Don't worry, the singer should be here soon."

"It's called Chen Lei. It's said that the family lives nearby. After graduating from high school, he didn't go to school and has been playing music at home."

"I don't know how this shop got such a big baby."

"Come on the stands! Here it comes!"

As soon as Chen Lei got on the stage holding the guitar, there were several cheers from the audience, and a girl shouted, "Chen Lei, I love you!"

Chen Lei blushed, sat down on the stage, debugged the microphone, and dialed the guitar a few times, pretending not to hear it, causing the stage to sneer.

Without politeness and greetings, and no warm-up speech, Chen Lei was a bad speaker.

Just cleared his throat, sang to the microphone with the sound of the guitar.

"The lights are off / the moon is a lonely eye / looking quietly / who sleeps alone ..."

The melodious melody flows in the Internet cafe.

The audience on the stage drank wine, while silently in this atmosphere.

"sounds so good."

"It's obviously different from the original, but it feels very similar."

"Chen Lei is like this. Whatever song he sings has a strong personal style, which is a kind of very relaxing, but carefully tasted, and a little bit sad."

"that's nice."

A slightly vicissitudes man sipped his wine and looked at the blurred lights outside the curtain wall at night. He didn't know what kind of memories were evoked by the lights.

Suddenly, he looked at the wine glass in doubt.

"What's wrong?" The female companion asked.

The man took another sip.

"This wine ... turns out to be real wine?"

The female companion laughed aloud: "Aren't you nonsense, people have a serious business license, and they sell fake wine to lie to you?"

The man shook his head: "You don't understand. Now many bars, such precious wines are very common for bottling. The original price of a few hundred dollars is also the same. How many people can make a cocktail? "

"This is not fake wine, it can only be said to be cheap. When fake wine is drunk, it may be sent to the hospital, but the cheap goods also have a slight difference in taste in the mouth.

The female companion was still a little unbelievable: "Then you can drink it?"

The man smiled: "Of course. Although the wine of a few hundred yuan and one or two hundred wines are both real wines, there must be a difference in taste. Otherwise, why do people sell hundreds of yuan?"

"Anyone who knows a little bit about wine can feel the difference."

He shook the wine glass in his hand slightly, and looked at Chen Lei who was singing on the stand. "This place is really interesting."

"Sometimes we can call a few old friends to play together."

...

Bar counter.

Ma Yang drank slowly with a glass of wine, watching Chen Lei singing on the stage, and said with emotion: "It seems ... that it is better than you sing."

Zhang Yuan said in good faith: "Yeah. Brother, do you hear it now?"

Ma Yang shook his head very sincerely: "I didn't hear it, I can see it. When you sing, not so many people listen, not so many people order drinks, and everyone doesn't listen so seriously ..."

Zhang Yuan: "... Brother, for the sake of this glass of wine, can you stop my heart?"

Zhang Yuan is almost MMP, Chen Lei is God ’s rewarding meal. Is it interesting to keep him singing better than me?

"So, how on earth do we pay him?"

Ma Yang asked a very serious question.

Last week, after hearing Zhang Yuan singing, Chen Lei inexplicably gained confidence and volunteered to sing on stage.

After singing, the effect was very obvious. Ma Yang immediately let him stay without a word, and sang for a week first.

If he is satisfied after one week, sign a formal contract. If he is not satisfied, give him a thousand dollars to work hard.

It's a week now, and Ma Yang is very satisfied with Chen Lei.

But encountered a problem, that is, the issue of wages.

"How much is the salary of a resident singer in a general bar appropriate?" Mayang may consider the salary standard of the bar.

Zhang Yuanmenqing, after all, he did this before.

"Brother, the resident singer in a small bar may be three thousand dollars a month. Of course, those are little known singers."

"The specific money depends on the bar level, the popularity of the singer, and how much the boss is willing to open."

"Some big bars have a large passenger flow. Many singers can even sing without money in order to become famous; on the other hand, small bars have some well-known resident singers, so they naturally pay more.

"Supposedly Chen Lei's level is four or five thousand. I don't think it's too much, even less."

Four or five thousand ...

Ma Yang hesitated.

"This ... it's not that I can't bear the money, nor is it that Chen Lei is worth the money."

"Mainly, our Internet cafes are still losing money."

"Do you think it's okay? Let's give him a basic salary of 1,500 yuan, and everything else will be paid."

Zhang Yuanyi: "Drawing? Where to draw?"

Ma Yang pointed to the wine on the bar: "Drink from the drinks. Later we will tell our customers clearly that during the concert, half of the profit of the drinks will be pumped to Chen Lei."

Zhang Yuan took a sigh of relief: "Brother, it's a bit harsh to smoke half?"

"It's okay, we couldn't sell much wine ..." Ma Yang didn't care.

Zhang Yuan was speechless for a moment: "That's right, and we all sell real wine, and the profit is not that high."

"If you think about it that way, you can still accept it ..."

If you follow the general bar model, drinks are the main profit.

Many bars, nightclubs, KTVs and the like are more or less adulterated. For example, XO, it is quite common to recycle expensive bottles and fill them with cheap wine for sale.

Such a selling method, the drinks are profitable.

However, from the very beginning, Mr. Pei has always applied for everything. All drinks must be authentic, not to mention fake wine, and no drop of inferior wine can be mixed.

When it comes to selling wine, it must be wine.

Therefore, they all sell wine. Although the fish net cafe has profit in the pricing, the profit is simply incomparable to other bars.

What's more, at this point in traffic, it doesn't sell much in a day.

Zhang Yuan thought for a while: "Now you decide, I think it will work, maybe it will also drive some wine sales."

Ma Yang immediately clapped: "Okay, so it's settled, I will tell him after Chen Lei finishes singing tonight, I think he will definitely agree."

"If I really follow this model, I have a suggestion." Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of an idea. "Let's make a new batch of menus, and put a bracket around the price of each glass of wine ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ In brackets, write the money Chen Lei can draw. "

"Like the Northern Lights cocktail, we sell 60 yuan a cup, the cost will be about 30 yuan, plus the cost of the venue and labor, let's assume that our cost is 40 yuan, the profit is 20 yuan, half of it to Chen Lei That's 10 dollars. "

"At that time, write (10) directly behind the price of the Northern Lights Cocktail 60, so everyone knows that this glass of wine has given Chen Lei a 10 yuan commission."

Ma Yang frowned, a little hesitant: "In this way, will everyone guess our approximate profit?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "Brother, even if you don't write, do others not know your profit? The prices of these wines can be found by searching online."

"Most people who come to drink in bars know the profits here, but the whole industry is like this, and no one will be more real."

"Let's write the abstract for the singer, and we still seem to be very good to the singer, especially generous."

Ma Yang said suddenly: "Oh, right! Then I think this method is good, just do it!"