Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 32 - Considering Salary as an Expense

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Considering Salary as an Expense

Chapter 32 -32: Considering Salary as an Expense

After seeing off Zhao Wang and the other person, Chen Cheng and Sasha stood at the entrance of the store, waiting for Ding Chaohui to return.

“Brother Cheng, I didn’t embarrass you tonight, did I?” Sasha said with a giggly smile.

“Very impressive, everyone had a great time.”

Sasha pulled out a box of Xuanhe cigarettes from her bag, opened it, and Chen Cheng noticed that one of the cigarettes was placed upside down.

“Brother Cheng, want one?” Sasha offered him a cigarette.

Chen Cheng waved his hand, “I quit.”

“No wonder you are successful!”

Chen Cheng smiled and asked, “What do you mean?”

“A man who can quit smoking can definitely achieve great things!” Sasha said.

Chen Cheng, curious, asked, “I’ve always been curious, how much money can people in your line of work make in a month?”

“When business is good, you can make over twenty thousand a month.” Sasha answered, “But most of the time, it’s around eight or nine thousand.”

Sasha took a deep drag on her cigarette, and her eyes became misty in the swirling smoke.

“Of course, some clients ask for extras, like after-hours companionship which could significantly increase the earnings.

But I don’t want to do that.”

Chen Cheng understood her stance, “Everyone makes their own choices.”

Sasha nodded, her tone filled with a maturity that belied her age.

“Brother Cheng, you might not realize this, but for people like us with little education or background, striving in Beijing is really tough.

Even though we can make some money, it’s all hard-earned and we often have to endure disrespect.”

She spoke frankly, “If the clients are polite, at most they take a little verbal advantage.

But what can I do if they get handsy?

Am I really supposed to flip the table?”

Chen Cheng asked, “Have you thought about changing jobs?”

After listening, Sasha chuckled and looked down, thinking Chen Cheng was just another customer trying to talk her into quitting after a few drinks.

“After my vocational school graduation, I came to Beijing from my hometown.

I’ve worked as a shampoo girl, waitress, and even handed out flyers for agencies.

But none of those jobs paid as quickly as this.”

She skillfully flicked the ash off her cigarette.

Though only in her early twenties, her technique was quite mature.

“You might think I’m materialistic,” she candidly said, “but isn’t it true I came here to work while I’m still young, to make more money, so later I can go back home and have a better life?”

“Every job has its own dignity and skills,” Chen Cheng continued, “like you, having a tolerance for alcohol is also a skill.”

Sasha waved her hand, “At first, I couldn’t even drink a single beer.”

“Wow, so you actually trained yourself?”

“My sisters said eating boiled kelp in plain water could increase alcohol tolerance,” Sasha said with a continuous smile, “I really got sick of it during that period.”

Chen Cheng had never heard such a remedy before, and he could see her eagerness to make money.

“Sasha, you probably heard at the dinner, I’m planning to open a restaurant,” Chen Cheng said slowly, “Are you interested in working for me?”

Sasha politely refused: “Brother Cheng, the money I make as a waitress seems too little for me.

But thank you.”

“What if it was as a manager?” Chen Cheng asked with a smile, his hand in his pocket.

“A manager?”

“I can pay you twenty thousand a month,” Chen Cheng said casually, “This rate is even higher than at Xinrongji, right?”

Sasha was surprised but quickly regained her composure.

People in their line of work have heard too many empty boasts.

“Brother Cheng, you don’t have to tease me.”

“Bring out your payment code.”

Chen Cheng had scanning ready, and seeing Sasha hesitating, asked, “Don’t you want to do it?”

“Is it really just a job?

Brother Cheng, I really don’t do extras.” Sasha opened her payment code.

Beep.

“It went through, check it.” After noting a salary in the transfer, Chen Cheng said with a smile, “Besides, I never thought about asking for extras.”

At the same time, the panel in his mind was refreshed.

Tonight’s four bottles of Feitian and the meal cost were also included, Chen Cheng mused, “Does paying salary count as an expense?”

[Current assets: 3,389,424 yuan]

[Current expenditure: 39,225.5/1,000,000]

Sasha crushed out her cigarette, looking incredulously at the man in front of her, “Brother Cheng, about this…”

“Before the opening, I’ll contact you again.” Chen Cheng interrupted her, continuing, “But I have a few demands.”

“Go ahead.”

“First, your smoking.

My restaurant is about high-quality service, and the smell of cigarettes on you would make the guests uncomfortable.

At the very least, don’t carry any smell during work.”

“Second, although I’m offering you a salary of 20,000, it naturally depends on your appearance.

Mainly, it’s because you have the knack for it.”

Sasha fell silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

“If you can accept these conditions, then you’ll be my supervisor.

The first month’s salary, you’ll take it.” Chen Cheng tested, “If you don’t want to, return the money to me, and consider I never said anything.”

Sasha took a deep breath, “Alright, Brother Cheng!

I’m willing to give it a try!”

“That’s more like it.”

Chen Cheng continued, “Do you have any other girls willing to switch lines and come work at my place?”

“The same monthly salary of 20,000?”

Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, “Of course not.

You’re the supervisor; they’ll be your subordinates.

It wouldn’t be appropriate to pay them the same as you?”

“Can they get 15,000?” Sasha asked again.

Chen Cheng pondered briefly, “Start at 12,000!

We can discuss raises based on their performance.”

“But they’ve got to be as sharp as you to be worth that.” he added.

“I’ll ask around,” Sasha replied.

Chen Cheng asked again, “By the way, what’s your real name?”

“Zhao Lingfang.”

“Man, your alias really doesn’t match your real name huh?” Chen Cheng laughed.

Zhao Lingfang smiled lightly, “Gotta protect oneself when you’re out here!”

After visiting the restroom, Ding Chaohui came out and seeing the two chatting happily, interjected, “What are you guys talking about that’s so fun?”

“Just chatting,” Chen Cheng responded.

“Then Brother Cheng, once I’m sure on my side, I will let you know,” Zhao Lingfang smiled, “Brother Ding, I’ll take my leave first.”

Zhao Lingfang said goodbye to the two, then walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and disappeared into the night.

“Let’s go, Ding Er!

What are you looking at?” Chen Cheng slung his arm around Ding Chaohui.

“You know, despite looking so innocent, she smokes and drinks.”

Chen Cheng laughed, “What?

You want to up the ante?”

“Hey, don’t try to corrupt me with your capitalist nonsense!” Ding Chaohui understood Chen Cheng was joking, “This year, I’m up for merits and recognition!”

Chen Cheng looked down, “Ding Er.”

“What’s up?”

“If you get awarded, you have to give a speech, right?”

Ding Chaohui nodded, “Definitely!”

“Given your nature, you’ll need the restroom once you’re nervous, right?”

“It’s an old issue.

Wasn’t it the same when I was recognized as a Three Good Student and outstanding student leader?” Ding Chaohui didn’t deny it, “Why bring this all up out of the blue?”

Chen Cheng pointed at Ding Chaohui’s crotch, unable to stop laughing, “Brother Ding, just don’t go and draw the enemy’s map there when you’re on stage!”

Ding Chaohui glanced down, “Damn!”

“You’re nearly 30, how come you’re still like when you were 16?”

“I don’t want to hear that!” Ding Chaohui retorted, “Not convinced?

Shall we compare in the restroom?”

“Forget it, forget it.” Chen Cheng waved his hand, “Compare what?”

He asked concernedly, “Is your faucet, broken?”

“Ah, prostate calcification.” Ding Chaohui replied, “It’s nothing serious.”

“Then you better go home and rest!” Chen Cheng hailed a car for Ding Chaohui.

Ding Chaohui asked before getting in, “What about you?

Still going to party?”

“Party what?

My prostate isn’t calcified.

Of course, I’m heading back to the restaurant to sleep with Sister Yi!” Chen Cheng joked.

“Get lost!” Ding Chaohui cursed humorously, got in the car, and drove away.