Zheng Yirong, the contemporary head of the Zheng family, is said to have died in the Liu family, lost a thousand-year-old blood ginseng and was beaten to pieces by Ma Yunhui in the South City, a burst of laughter that appeared and disappeared from Zheng Yirong's study.

This is just news that is catching up on the wind, but it still makes Liu Jianteng, who is angry in his heart very uncomfortable. Therefore, more than 50% of the reason for this decision is simply to disgust Zheng Yirong.

Unfortunately, Liu Jianteng did not expect that Liu Jianteng knew that he, Liu Jianteng, would he be a fool, and would raise the banner and rush forward in a rash manner?

In fact, when Zheng Yirong saw this same piece of information, he frowned and embarrassed for a while, but he quickly felt relieved and threw the information directly into the trash can.

"The Liu family has suffered such a big fight in Nancheng District. This is the best way for the Liu family to save face." Zheng Yirong, who is over 60 years old, smiled indifferently: "Let's watch it. When the Liu family and the Ma family fight each other and suffer a loss, our Zheng family will go out to clean up the mess!"

Zheng Yirong also considered that the Ma family had the intention of attracting snakes out of the hole. It was because of this possibility that he became even more afraid... I should leave this bite of fat for the Liu family to eat! My Zheng family will not be ginseng, you can do whatever you like!

So, by chance, the Liu family and Zheng family chose to ignore Ma Yunhui's entry into the Xinghe Bar, but by the time they came to their senses... it was too late.

"Thirteenth Young Master, these are all accounts from last month. Do you want to pass the exam?" A 31-2-year-old man in black suit opened a folder and handed it to Ma Yunhui with both hands, asking with a respectful expression.

The man in a black suit is not tall, about 1.73 meters tall, but he is quite round and looks a bit like Maitreya Buddha when he smiles.

He is the deputy general manager of Xinghe Bar, named Zhou Zhengkai, and is also from Baifeng City. He is from Huafeng County. Ma Yunhui knows such a person, and before coming here, he has also learned about the general situation of Xinghe Bar.

"Give it to me." Ma Yunhui was not interested in business, and he didn't understand at all. Yang Xiancheng, who was following him, naturally took the folder handed over by Zhou Zhengkai, and said lightly: "I'll take a look around with Mr. Thirteen first, you can go there."

"Okay, then you can watch with Mr. Thirteen first. If you have any questions, please say hello." Zhou Zhengkai smiled tactfully, and did not quit anything.

After Zhou Zhengkai left, Yang Xiancheng and Ma Sunhui sat down in the semi-open booth. They read the accounts provided by Zhou Zhengkai, then looked up at Ma Sunhui and said, "The proper accounts can't be seen."

"If you can't see it, you can't see it. I'm not here to check the accounts." Ma Yunhui didn't care about this kind of thing at all. After hearing Yang Xiancheng's words, he smiled and said, "I have let my father know about this Zhou Zhengkai. He is a sleek and clever person. If the accounts he gave can see the problem, it would be strange."

"Haha..." Hearing Ma Sunhui's comments on Zhou Zhengkai, Yang Xiancheng just chuckled and nodded. He did not continue on the issue of the account, but said to Ma Sunhui: "The passenger flow of Xinghe Bar is very low. On average, the daily passenger flow is around 9 people in one month."

"The sales of wine, beverages, food and fruits are not high, and the sales are floating around 20,000 every day. Unless there are major holidays, they generally do not exceed 20,000."

"This is the normal sales revenue, that is, the monthly turnover is 60,000 yuan. Excluding the cost of 20,000 yuan, the gross profit is about 40,000 yuan."

Yang Xiancheng tried his best to make his introduction simpler, at least he had to let Ma Yunhui have a relatively general understanding of the bar he took over. So he became an interviewer, and based on his own understanding and the accounts provided by Zhou Zhengkai, he gradually outlined a general framework for Ma Yunhui.

"For the salary of employees, the service department will spend 23,000 yuan every month, the comprehensive department will spend 19,000 yuan every month, the finance department will spend 60,000 yuan, the performing arts department will be 25,000 yuan, the marketing department will be 56,000 yuan, and the account manager will also have a commission of 20%. There are also some temporary workers' expenses and Zhou Zhengkai's salary, and the monthly salary expenses are about 10,000 yuan."

"In addition, there are also the consumption of porcelain, glassware, silverware, napkins, straws, toothpicks, cleaning supplies, water, electricity, gas fees, music, entertainment, performances and other necessary expenses, flowers, decoration, administrative expenses, taxes, repairs, maintenance, depreciation, etc."

Speaking of this, Yang Xianchengcai looked up at Ma Yunhui, who seemed to be listening to him carefully, and said, "The overall expense in this area is about 150,000, but generally it will not exceed 150,000."

"This is 250,000 yuan to go out." Ma Yunhui nodded with a wry smile, and then asked, "Where is the rent?"

"Rent is not a big problem, because the bar is remote and not large in area. The annual rent is 60,000, which is 50,000 yuan per month." Yang Xiancheng said.

"It's 30,000 yuan, and the 10,000 yuan left behind is a pure profit, right?" Ma Yunhui looked at the account list with a headache and asked, "Isn't there a gray income?"

"There is a gray income, but this part is not recorded." Yang Xiancheng smiled and put the folders together, saying: "In addition to the dormitory on the second floor, there are some separate private rooms, and there are also dedicated people in charge, which has nothing to do with the normal business of the bar."

"Single private room?" Ma Yunhui nodded and stopped asking. Since it was a separate private room, is there still a need to ask for business? It is nothing more than a gray industry such as drugs and gambling.

"In this way, this Xinghe Bar is indeed a small property." Ma Yunhui stood up from the sofa. Just as he turned around and went out to take a walk, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Yang Xiancheng and asked, "Is there no lady here?"

"Yes." Yang Xiancheng nodded for granted, "But those ladies are not fixed. They are here to attract customers, and the bar takes commissions from their tips... It's quite considerable. If it's good every month, this area will have nearly 100,000 yuan. Otherwise, where do you think the net profit of 100,000 yuan per month comes from?"

It turned out that the income issued by this lady was included in the service fee. Yang Xiancheng did not mention the income from the service fee just now.

Hearing Yang Xiancheng's answer, Ma Yunhui nodded relievedly... I said, how could there be no lady in the bar?

After learning about this, Ma Yunhui had a more detailed concept of the situation of Xinghe Bar. Faced with an average of 9 people per day, can he still expect to improve the performance of Xinghe Bar?

"Forget it, I'd better concentrate on dealing with the problem of Wanshoulu and think about other things." Shaking his head, Ma Yunhui gave up the little unrealistic thoughts that had already existed in his heart.
Chapter completed!