Store No. 23 is now open

  This store under my name is also my first time coming here. It's not that I'm arrogant, it's just that I'm not interested.

  Not everyone in this world is willing to be a boss, for example, if Feng Xiaoxiao were given 100,000 yuan per month but had to think about inventory management, employee management, capital profit calculation, advertising and promotion every day, she would personally rather choose to earn only 3,000 yuan per month.

  Although having no money is absolutely unacceptable, having money but no time to spend it is even more painful. It's like being physically and mentally healthy, elegant in appearance and demeanor, refined in temperament, eloquent in speech, with a wealthy family background and a high salary... yet unable to find a partner.

  "Second Brother!" In order to push away the troubles that might occupy his leisure time in the future, Feng Xiao Xiao started to win over the hardworking employee who was about to sell his life during the car ride. He reached out to the front passenger seat and pulled someone: "I'm not good at management, you're a professional talent, so you should do it. I'll just play with mud and mix up my days."

  "Come on." Yang Yan patted away the paw that had landed on his shoulder, and carelessly teased the fat sparrow: "With your scale, you actually dare to ask me to be your CEO?!"

  "Stop joking, Second Brother. Even if there's a CEO of a pottery art studio with a bit of influence, you've already told your old man that you're coming to work here. Whether it's carrying mud or managing the store, it's all hard work... I'm just afraid that if I take charge, I'll end up making a loss and who knows when Li Chang will go off on some adventure in a remote area again, who will fill this hole for us?!"

  Li Chang drove while scolding: "One is not ambitious, one has high and unrealistic expectations."

  Feng Xiaoxiao ignored him, focusing intently on Yang Yan. Erlang Shen was annoyed by the intense gaze from behind and tossed out a scapegoat without turning his head: "Find Chiyou, he's definitely willing."

  This idea sounds good at first, but after careful consideration, it's stressful. Feng Xiaoxiao rubbed her chin and thought for half a minute before wiping away cold sweat and refusing: "Jiang is busy with work. Besides, aren't you afraid that someone might come to cause trouble? What if Jiang takes the opportunity to steal a dollar from the counter as a handling fee and kills someone?"

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  After a moment of silence, the two guys in front exchanged a knowing look and both broke out in cold sweat - that kid really was capable of doing something like this...

  Finally arrived at the new store, Li Chang went to find a parking spot, while Feng Xiaoxiao and Yang Zhen took the keys and directly opened the door.

  The newly set up ceramics bar is quite spacious, with a display store in the front and a small workshop behind. In the store, Li Chang has already put out a batch of goods, including various decorative containers and ceramic crafts, which look exquisite and high-end. The workshop is divided into a work area and an open area for customers to DIY in the future.

  "In fact, managing a small shop is very simple. Since this kind of store doesn't need to pull in customers, once it's on track, just follow the process and that's it." Although he said he didn't care, but possibly considering that he still had to hang out here for a long time in the future, Yang Yan finally summarized a few sentences:

  "For a ceramics store like this, I personally don't recommend stocking up to sell. It's better to have a single product creative sales model, that is, as the shop owner, you create unique works that can't be found elsewhere and put them in the display cabinet for sale. Alternatively, you can consign or sell works by well-known artists and amateur enthusiasts, and if DIY customers have good works, they can also be displayed and sold, with the store charging a management or agency fee. If this doesn't generate profit, then it can only rely on customer fees during leisure DIY times."

  Li Chang finally stopped the car and came back, just in time to hear Yang Zhuang's explanation, and he continued seamlessly: "Erlang Shen is right, I thought it would be roughly this operation mode. In that case, you're mainly responsible for collecting money and brushing up on your skills with the mud. I've already arranged for someone to replenish the pottery supplies regularly, so your main task is still to find other similar items."

  The storefront has already been purchased, so there is no rent to worry about. The inventory of clay does not have an expiration date, and the small wind blows basically make it a risk-free business. With each customer, a profit is made, except for utilities, even the cost of buying mud is covered by Li Chang.

  Does this count as being dumped?! Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously, then gave up after ten seconds... What a joke! She wasn't blind enough to fall for that pseudo-young man Li Chang.

  "According to you, how should I find someone like that?!" Feng Xiaoxiao asked seriously: "Wait for people to take the initiative? ! I think not all immortals who have been reborn are interested in pottery, right?"

  Li Chang stared blankly: "Of course you went out to find them on your own initiative."

  "So you're saying I should open up the store and then just wander around the streets?!"

  Li Changzhen had never thought of this. To be strict, he just had such an idea, but how to implement it specifically had never been carefully considered.

  Finding a Nuwa is already the result of Comrade Li Chang's 20 years of continuous searching, and later Erlang Shen and Chiyou were purely stepping on dog shit. So Li Chang gritted his teeth, held back for half a day before finally squeezing out a sentence: "It all depends on heaven's will now."

  Feng Xiaoxiao helplessly said: "Even if fate really made me run into him, how would I know that person is the immortal I'm looking for?!" It's not like she could just grab people on the street and ask "Hey! Brother, do you have any special abilities?! No special abilities?! What about special talents then?! Special talents refer to what exactly?! Oh, for example, being good at playing with mud..."

  The fat sparrow was released to fly freely, Yang Yan smoothed his hair, and after circling the store, he barely found a stool with a face of disdain: "I'm not having any issues, the Tongtian eye is still very practical in this aspect."

  Li Chang was slightly relieved after being struck by the wind, and let out a sigh of relief: "In that case, it's mainly up to Erlang Shen now." After finishing speaking, he still had an expression of discontent on his face as he looked at Feng Xiaoxiao.

  Just as they were talking, the shop door was pushed open and several young girls walked in, giggling. Seeing that the store was obviously too deserted, they first hesitated for a moment, then carefully asked: "Are you open today?"

  "Open the red door." Li Changchong slightly raised his chin: "The sign is good, go and receive them."

  The wind blew slightly, and Xiao Bai glanced at the girls before nodding: "Just opened, everything is 20% off." Then he turned to Yang Yan's direction: "CEO, it's up to you now."

  Several young girls turned their heads in confusion, completely bewildered by the situation. When they saw Yang Yan again, their faces flushed red. The already slightly embarrassed faces turned even redder as one of them lowered her head and said, "T-then... shall we just take a look?!" After speaking, the girl turned to seek her companions' opinions.

  "Uh-huh, let's take a look first." The other girls nodded in unison, busy with their work.

  Yang Yan didn't change his expression, looked over with disdain, and then hooked the corner of his mouth to coax away the adolescent girl. Li Chang took the opportunity to lean in and lower his voice: "Just looking at you, I can tell you're not good at doing business, you don't even know the cost price but dare to randomly discount..."

  "You're just casually saying that, do you really believe it?!" Feng Xiaoxiao whispered softly, "Anyway, there's no price tag, they won't know whether they've made a profit or not." As for Yang Yan's quotation, would she make a loss?!... Erlang Shen's eyesight was still trustworthy.

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