
About offending Andre, they were even more afraid....
Some of the screaming customers were instantly pulled by the customers behind. They've been in line all day. Had they not been able to eat the taichan satay, they would have definitely finished off those troublemakers.
Someone who dared to tell the general manager of the Riverside Hotel to give satay taichan to customers, then told the President of the Conformal Design to wrap satay. Of course they did not dare to offend him.
Who knew if this boss knew their boss or not? Don't let them not be able to eat satay taichan, then just because of one word of emotion and fired. So lost.
"Mom Jessy, is this your husband?"
Ani's mouth was wide open, the new guilt that had arisen due to her grabbing the queue had suddenly disappeared without a trace.
If this is the husband of Miss Jessy, doesn't that mean this man is Ani's sister-in-law. Weighting the queue at the sister-in-law's own sale, certainly no problem, right?
Jessy was dumbfounded for a while, then looked at Andre in silence.
"You, did you come here to learn to make satay taichan?"
Andre burned the taichan satay while skillfully applying the seasoning. "No. Didn't you tell me to look for a good job?"
"I pondered for a while, I couldn't possibly work on anyone else. This lifetime will also not work for others ...."
"So, I can just open a stall and sell food. Not unexpectedly, many like it and this business is getting better."
Jessy's heart didn't feel right. He worked hard every day and studied desperately, initially Jessy thought, finally being able to boast in front of Andre. Then, had Andre also study with a taichan satay seller in front of the office who made 4 million dollars per month.
However, who knows it turns out that the taichan satay kiosk that produces 40 million per month, was opened by Andre....
Meanwhile, the reason Andre opened a stall with an income of 40 million per month is because Jessy told Andre to look for a good job.
"Is this stall really yours?"
Jessy still has a hard time believing any of this. Indeed the way Andre burns the taichan satay looks proficient and the way to receive money is also very smooth.
However, think of revenue Andre 4 million rupiah. Why is it difficult for Jessy to compare it with Andre who used to love playing stocks and every day drunk, and lazing around?
Andre splash the barbeque seasoning, then hand the taichan satay to the customer.
"If you don't believe, you can ask them. I've been opening stalls for almost a week here. I come every day ...."
Andre hasn't finished talking, and then there are people who say.
"Yes right. Brother-in-law, the boss comes to sell every day. The taichan satay is very good. But, he only sells 500 skewers every day. From noon to evening at three o'clock was all gone. Can you ask the Boss to sell more satay?"
Jessy was once again stunned after hearing that remark.
Every day it only works for a few hours, but it can already sell 500 skewers. If Andre was more diligent, would not a month be able to make money up to 80 million rupiah?
"Why are you selling 500 skewers every day and three o'clock in the afternoon is closed?" Jessy was confused.
Logically, around 5pm is the return hour. The customers who come are definitely much more crowded and can sell more taichan satay.
Why didn't Andre close the stall at seven or eight?
Andre just waved his hand. "No time, I have to get Feli home from school. Every day selling 500 skewers is enough. You're busy working, I sold 500 skewers, happened to still have time to pick up Feli."
Jessy bit her own lips.
In order to invite Feli home from school, Andre refused to profit up to 40 million rupiahs every month....
Is this guy still the Andre Jessy knows?
Is he Andre who for the sake of playing stock until abandoning children and wives, then every day lazing?
"My brother will pick up Feli, you focus on selling satay taichan only. Sell until 8pm!" Jessy looked at Andre.
Andre wiped the sweat off his face.
In his past life, his wife and son died. There was some time when Andre was like a madman working on a construction site, ranging from unpacking sand to lifting cement.
Muscle work with a fee of 200 thousand per day, even the foreman felt bad and paid him 300 thousand.
Every day he would do work for three people.
Indeed later Andre will live well, but for Andre, the job of selling small taichan satay like this, is not too tiring.
"Don't boss, don't shut the stall!"
"I work every day because I think of your satay taichan, my mind only during the day can eat satay!"
"If you really close, what about us?"
"Yes right, our 500 stitches can also accept. You must
keep the kiosk open here!"
The customer who was around was immediately emotional as soon as he heard Andre say he would close the store.
Jessy let out a long sigh, but could make 80 million, but chose to make 40 million. Alright, that way Andre can also be more relaxed.
Moreover, 40 million is also quite a lot.....
Andre burns the taichan satay, while Jessy sees it on the side. Ani just opened her mouth and
gobbling up satay taichan. One meal, Ani immediately spent three stabs to burp the fullness.
It's really delicious.
Sate taichan seemed to be running out soon, then Andre's phone suddenly rang.
Andre glanced briefly, then received a call. He put the phone in his ear while burning the taichan satay.
"Hello, Mr Irwan, what's the matter until I call you today?"
"Do you want to come to the taichan sate kiosk? Coincidentally
I'm short of people...."
Andre said, joking.
Irwan's expression looked serious. "Sir Andre...."
"The government should issue a statement, then refute the rumors about the relocation on Kumar Road. He said it was all just bird news. The government has no plans for a relocation project on Kumar Street."
"The property price on Kumar Road has dropped 50 percent and still remains down until now. There are a lot of people
the rush to sell their property and many
the person who bought the house, now feels trapped ...."
"Especially the speculators in the coastal region, fear that they have lost 200 billion...."
Andre nodded his head. All of that was already in Andre's prediction.
"What about our house?"
Irwan spoke until here, and his tone sounded better, "Lumayan, yesterday it was all done. After being cut behind the name and commission, the net profit was about 110 billion."
"Sir Andre, how did you know that the relocation on Kumar Road was just a rumor?"