My Son, You Just Entered Elementary School, How Can You Become The Richest Person?

The next two days.

Gu Xiu dragged a buttocks injury, and when he went to school miserably, Gu Jianjun began his vigorous entrepreneurial road.

Hotel decoration, personnel training.

The two-pronged approach is carried out simultaneously.

The hotel decoration is nothing, I found a reliable decoration company, and I can get it by simply saying my own requirements.

It's the training that's hard.

In this regard, Gu Jianjun is completely blind.

Fortunately, in the past two years, there have been books everywhere in the stalls.

Buy a few copies at will, such as "Customer is God", "Insight Sales", "Service and Attitude", plus Gu Xiu's occasional flash of inspiration, and Gu Jianjun's own experience.

The staff training is really bumpy and impressive.

The training was carried out in a vague way.

But it works well.

There have been significant improvements in many aspects such as walking posture, smile affinity, crisis management, and customer relations.

The waiters were weird.

It's just a waiter, why do you need to train, but because it's paid, no one has an opinion.

Besides.

Gu Jianjun also began to pull the chef to study the dishes.

In fact, about the restaurant, Gu Xiu's initial suggestion was to make hot pot.

But Gu Jianjun thought about it, and the hot pot did not have much advantage and recognition locally, so he followed the old model.

After all, that's how it was done before.

The chef is an old man called by Gu Jianjun from his hometown village, and he has no professional chef training, but he cooks big pot rice for people all year round.

He will be asked for help on red and white ceremonies, usually just give a few packs of cigarettes and a red envelope.

Gu Jianjun asked him to come to the city to be a cook and pay back his salary, so naturally he had no opinion.

Straight followed.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is actually a fool.

But Gu Jianjun is really not fooling, after all, he has opened a restaurant for two years, and he understands the tastes of diners.

This halfway debut chef has the foundation of a big pot of rice himself, with Gu Jianjun's experience and taste control.

Make a menu, no problem at all.

Even after Gu Xiu tasted the food, he didn't say anything more.

This made Gu Jianjun more confident.

However, when Gu Jianjun was busy preparing the hotel.

Gu Xiu was already thinking.

If the restaurant loses.

How can I find a way back for my father?

Isn't it that Gu Xiu thinks that his father's restaurant will definitely lose money.

In fact, seriously speaking, with the rapid recovery of the economy in recent years, I want to make money by opening a restaurant.

It's not difficult.

The reason why he has such worries is purely because of Gu Xiu's habits.

There were too many hard days in his previous life, and when Gu Xiu was asked to do anything, he would be subconsciously cautious and cautious, and he liked to leave a way back in everything.

In business, there are risks.

And it just so happens that the current Comrade Gu Jianjun can't afford to take any risks.

Now he is just mustering up the courage to take the first step, if he falls directly, Gu Xiu doesn't dare to guarantee that his father can continue to walk.

So, Gu Xiu decided.

While giving my dad enough confidence, he also had to make a plan in the worst-case scenario.

In case my dad loses all his money, he can still use the fastest speed.

Help dad fight a turnaround.

And the best way for Gu Xiu to think is to make money!

But a primary school student, and a primary school student whose pocket money is in Mao.

If you want to make money, how easy is it to talk about it?

After pondering and meditating for several days, Gu Xiu finally came up with a good way.

"Is the classroom door locked broken

?" "Do you want five cents again?"

Comrade Gu Jianjun looked at Gu Xiu with a suspicious face, and his nostrils were full of writing.

If you kid dare to lie to me.

You're finished!

In the past few days, Gu Xiu has been sharing money for broken classroom glass, paying for broken light bulbs, and buying fruit baskets when the teacher is sick.

Asked for a lot of money.

Even a busy person like Gu Jianjun felt that something was wrong.

But it's a pity.

"I can't help it, or Dad, you go to school and ask the teacher. Gu Xiu spread his hands helplessly.

Gu Jianjun was dumbfounded, so he could only pay honestly.

No way.

Too busy to go to school at all.

Fortunately, Gu Xiu gave him a reassurance: "The teacher said that at the beginning of the next semester, everyone will pay five yuan for the class, and there will be no money in the future."

These words made Gu Jianjun breathe a sigh of relief.

It was Gu Xiu, who touched the gross ticket stuffed in his pocket and sighed deeply.

The children of poor families are miserable.

All of his net worth is someone else's pocket money, otherwise how could he be so aggrieved?

Bidding farewell to his father, Gu Xiu went straight to the second middle school.

After looking left and right to make sure that there were no acquaintances, Gu Xiu went into a roadside game hall.

"Seven coins a dollar. "

The boss is a chubby middle-aged man, and he was not surprised to see Gu Xiu, a little kid, come in, and he was ready to take the game currency with one hand.

saw Gu Xiu take out a neatly stacked gross ticket, which was full of four yuan:

"I want to go online." "

Look at this pile of money that even has a gross ticket, and then look at Gu Xiu, who is not as high as the cabinet.

The boss stayed for a few seconds: "Will you turn it on?" Who

do you look down on?

I will restart it!

Gu Xiu rolled his eyes, and the boss pouted, but in the end he still didn't refuse Gu Xiu, picked up a notebook and registered:

"Go to the third machine, I'll call you in an hour."

Seeing that Gu Xiu nodded, he opened the curtain next to him and walked into the computer room of the black hole, the boss hesitated but reminded again:

"Don't break it!"

Gu Xiu shrugged, a little helpless.

In these years, the Internet café can be regarded as a state of savage growth, as long as a few computers are installed, they dare to claim to be a regular Internet café, and even the word black Internet café does not exist.

It will be a few years before the black Internet café has an accident, and the Internet café industry will usher in a major rectification.

As for the years at the beginning of this century, don't think about it.

The environment is very bad, when you go in, there is a strong smell of smoke and foot odor mixed with a special smell, there are no vents, and there is no safety exit.

Monitors, all big ass monitors.

Gu Xiu found his No. 3 machine.

Glancing to the side, a yellow-haired one on the right was playing the legend of the recent fire.

A middle school student on the left, wearing a school uniform, is clutching his crotch excitedly, looking at the exciting picture on the screen, without blinking.

Shaking his head, Gu Xiu sat down calmly.

The limitations of the times, a film of this quality, in the future generations, is not even qualified to join the hard disk.

There is no Internet café system, just start the machine to play, and the boss will shout when the time comes.

It's the boot speed, which is a bit worrying.

The only good thing is:

There are no pop-ups.

The Internet bubble in the beautiful country has swept the country, causing the fledgling domestic Internet to be beaten and depressed as soon as it emerged.

Everyone is thinking about how to make money with the Internet.

However, so far, many people are still in a state of confusion, and the money-making thing of online pop-ups has not been launched for the time being.

Gu Xiu put his hands on the keyboard and tapped.

After a while, the browser entered a website called Nine Days Music Forum.

This is where Gu Xiu plans to dig the first pot of gold!