But the waiter was in a difficult situation because she couldn't do it.

The computers of the Rail Huitong paging hall are restricted by the BMS system and cannot go through the 20-year Taiwan fee prepayment procedures, and can only go through the maximum of ten years.

"Ten years are ten years." The old comrade was very happy. "I paid 10 years of Taiwan fees at one time. In the future, the Taiwan fees will rise, so I don't have to pay extra money."

Oh, it’s because of this, everyone nodded. This is a long-term plan, but the Taiwan fee for ten years is also quite large, and it costs nearly 30,000 yuan!

Nowadays, those who can afford 30,000 yuan at a time are also rich people!

The waiter finally accepted his payment, and the crowd took the initiative to flash out, and the old man left happily with the bill.

Watching the old man go away, after a burst of discussion, everyone gathered together again, and the noise started again. Those who stepped on their shoes and touched their heads, the crowd complained and still rushed forward...

Looking at the waving banknotes and watching the waiter counting the banknotes and putting them into the drawer, Qin Dong took a deep breath. This was the era of huge profits in paging.

But in just ten years, the wave of the times will end the mission of paging, and the mobile phone era will start dazzlingly. It is not a waste of money for the old man to pay ten years at a time. If he didn’t pay the Taiwan fee for twenty years, the paging halls across the country will be closed. Should he refund the money or not?

"Everyone is queuing up, they are all queuing up." Du Xiaoshu and other naughty children were sweating profusely, wanting to maintain order, but the people who came here are all the God of Wealth, all the customers, customers are the first, and they can't push people out.

"Posted a notice," Qin Dong ordered, "Whether Hanxi or digital phones are limited to 200 units a day, no more!"

Du Xiaoju looked at him in surprise. Isn’t this adding fuel to the fire? Isn’t this a fight for it even more?

"Don't worry," Qin Dong walked towards Eji, "Our counter glass is all glass bricks, thickened to resist pressure!"

Du Xiaoju smiled helplessly. Of course she didn't know what hunger marketing said, but she instinctively felt that their paging hall would be performing a full martial arts every day in the future.

"Anda," Uritunashun smiled, "Why do people here like foals and wear a bell on their waists?"

"Because, this can find you, you can find you at any time..." Qin Dong handed a Motorola man to Wuritunashun, "You can hang this bell on your waist and don't take it off..."

...

The hall was still crowded with people. Lin Yida turned his head and smiled at Luo Ling, "Let's go, it seems that I, the general manager, can't be ranked now."

The couple came to support Qin Dong and wanted to help, but the popularity was really unexpected. It was estimated that Lin Yida greeted the star hotel in Qinwan, and Qin Dong had no extra goods to them.

"After that's Mr. Qin, what he does..." Luo Ling took Lin Yida's arm, "Why should we open a company too?"

"Oh, what big deal do you want to do?" Lin Yida joked, "Look at your Mr. Qin like this, the daily turnover is only hundreds of thousands. Otherwise, we will also open a paging station?"

The people outside gradually dispersed, and notices of 200 machines were posted every day. Several waiters behind the counter, in the words of Lu Xuguang, were shouting and their throats were so loud that they couldn't laugh on their faces.

"The drawer is too small," a waiter complained, bent down and began to pick up the renminbi scattered on the floor. "The money can't be filled."

"Yes, the glass is thick and the counter is thick, but the drawers are not thick," another waiter pounded his waist and started to pick up money. "I'm really afraid that this small drawer will be broken."

"Don't pick it up like this. When can I pick it up one by one?" Deputy Manager Yang Zhaojun came over and picked up the broom and dustpan that were placed aside. "Use this, sweep it first."

ah!

Several waiters laughed and swept money with brooms. This was the first time in their life that they had done this for the first time!

They made fun of each other, quarreled, held brooms in their hands, and swept the banknotes on the ground.

It’s good to go to work here, and drawers are probably the biggest trouble for these beautiful girls: the drawers that put money are too small, and the service fees collected every day are overflowing. When you get the bill after get off work, you have to go to the floor to sweep money.

The banknotes of a dustpan and a dustpan were swept up, and Du Xiaoshu came over with a woven bag. This woven bag is used to hold fertilizers, and one bag can hold fifty kilograms. "No need to count it, just put it in it. It's four o'clock, and the bank is about to get off work, so we have to hurry up."

He remembered his brother-in-law's words again, why are your eyelids so shallow? Are there more than a thousand a day?

Well, it’s really not much, but it’s pitiful!

"Xiaoshu, are all the money in a woven bag?" Ma Xiaojun pulled out several drawers, which were already full of money, and the money that had not had time to be tied up was scattered all over the floor.

This attracted a lot of complaints from the girls, "We just swept around and you have added new life to us..."

But no matter how you say it, the money on the ground has to be swept.

A girl looked at the dustpan of money and looked at the others, as if she didn't know them anymore, "Zhaojun, am I dreaming?...so much money!!!"

Yang Zhaojun stopped talking. After a day of fatigue, he became numb. Only when the money was collected was numb was taken, he used a broom to sweep money. However, after resting, the numbness also disappeared. The money was still money, and it was still so much money they had never seen before!

"You will get used to it from now on," Du Xiaoshu came out to show off again. "I remember when I followed my brother-in-law to sell loose beer, at that time, I also bought a lot of money. Well, Yang Zhaojun, go quickly, why are you standing there..."

Amid laughter, the door of the paging platform was locked, three woven bags were placed on the shoulder, Du Xiaoshu was riding in the middle, Ma Xiaojun and Zhong Xiaoyong's two Mulans were one on the left and one on the right, and the group went straight to the bank closest to the paging platform.

“Save money.”

Zhong Xiaoyong jumped out of Mulan and ran into the bank, afraid that the bank's people would get off work.

"How much does it save?" The bank staff looked up at the young man, and then lazily lowered his head.

"have no idea."

Ma Xiaojun, Yang Zhaojun and others excitedly carried three woven bags, and the three bags were placed on the counter with a clang.

"This is not the Agricultural Infossage Department," the bank staff looked at the words "phosphorus fertilizer" on it and "take it down."

"Where do you take it?" Du Xiaoshu walked in with a smile. He looked around proudly and took off his sunglasses. "Isn't this a bank? Is it illegal for us to save money?"

"Is it illegal?"

Ma Xiaojun untied the bag and knocked the staff unconscious with the bags of money.

"You rob the bank?" He immediately stood up in horror.

"We save money." Du Xiaoshu imitated Qin Dong's appearance, shook the roof and curled the sky. "Have you robbed the bank and brought the money to him?"

Oh, the bankers calmed down now. Yes, that's the reason. He didn't rob the bank and brought so much cash.

"Well, save money," the banker looked at the 2juro-year-old young men and hesitated, "Young man, can you tell me where you got so much money?"

"It's earned." Du Xiaoshu replied readily.

"I earned it by starting a company." Ma Xiaojun said immediately.

"I earned it by opening a paging platform!" Zhong Xiaojun was not willing to be outdone and added immediately.

The profit of paging stations is really huge, exceeding any industry they have ever seen.

"Well, my brother-in-law said that I will buy another piece of land tomorrow and open a second next month!"

After coming out of the bank, Du Xiaoshu carried a sling and said proudly that someone's pigeon was shocked by his loud voice, and flew away, and a piece of bird dropping fell on his head.

"Grandma's..."

Du Xiaoshu looked up at the sky, cursed, and left with a slap in his arms, leaving only the surprised eyes of the bank staff who were "going away" at the door...
Chapter completed!