CH-2. I have a deal for you

"How many days has he not eaten?"

"He looks like a starving ghost who got reincarnated."

"He ordered all the menu items right after he arrived? Boss, is there something wrong with his brain?"

"It's better to have problems. Only if there are problems can we make money from him."

"Including all the good wine, the total is more than 10,000 dollars. Is he trying to eat a free meal?"

"Don't worry, he's our neighbor in the community, he works at Walmart, he's a warehouse supervisor, he wouldn't dare to default on his debts."

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Inside a restaurant, the boss and the waiter looked at Alex who was wolfing down his food, and they kept muttering to each other!

It was not yet ten o'clock in the morning and it was not yet time to serve customers. Alex was the only one eating in the restaurant!

Therefore, a group of people with nothing to do stood at the kitchen door and watched the joke!

However, Alex didn't care about their strange looks at all and continued to eat.

During the three years of the apocalypse, he had never had a hot meal, and starvation was a common occurrence.

So, after his rebirth, he immediately had a delicious meal near the community.

"Hey man, can you tell me how much it is?"

"Oh yeah, pack up all the rest!"

After eating and drinking, Alex called the boss.

The owner of this restaurant is Mark Pol, and he lives in the same community as him.

In the previous life, just a few days after the end of the world, Mark's mother relied on her position as the women's director to morally blackmail the owners of the community, forcing those who had a lot of food stored at home to take it out and share it with everyone.

At that time, he was one of the victims.

Later, Mark colluded with the property security guards and began to rob houses from door to door in the community.

Whether it's food or beautiful women, this guy won't let go.

In order to avenge the grudge from the previous life, Alex planned to start with the mother and son.

As long as he buy out all the things in his store when doomsday comes, he can starve this bully to death.

"The total is twelve thousand four hundred and fifty-two dollars."

"How about this, we are neighbors, you just give me 12,000, and forget about the remaining 400."

Mark, who had already calculated the amount of money, walked over while eating melon seeds.

"Thank you, Mark."

Alex scanned the payment code with his mobile phone and paid the bill happily.

However, the money he used was from the credit limit on the credit card linked to WeChat.

Since he owns a house of over 100 square meters in Eden Garden, has a stable job at Walmart, and has good credit, the limits of his three credit cards are all very high.

In addition to credit cards, there is also Citi. Citi alone has a credit limit of over 100,000.

The end of the world is coming anyway, and you don't have to pay back the money you spend, so it's a waste.

"You're welcome, Alex. We are all neighbors."

"Just come and take care of the business more often in the future."

Seeing Alex pay the money happily, Mark couldn't stop smiling.

This meal is more than his usual daily turnover

The gross profit of catering is more than half.

In other words, Alex alone gave him 1000 dollars just now.

"Speaking of taking care of others... I do have a business deal."

"I wonder if you can take it?"

"I am planning to order a thousand banquet tables recently. If the price is right, I can give you the deposit now."

Alex took over the conversation and spoke seriously.

"Are you for real?"

Hearing what he said, Mark's eyes lit up, but soon he shook his head in frustration, "We are a small restaurant, with at most twenty tables. A thousand tables is too many. I can't take it here."

"You just need to make it, I won't eat it here."

In order to dispel his doubts, Alex spoke seriously.

"You're not eating here?"

"Then I can take this business."

"Oh, by the way, why did you order so many banquets?"

Mark was delighted at first, then asked curiously.

"Staff banquet, our unit camped and had a carnival for three days, more than a thousand people."

"I think this business is very lucrative. It's better for me to do it myself than to let others do it."

Alex made up a random excuse and tried to get away with it.

"OK."

"You've found the right person."

"This is a set meal, take a look...."

"I'll give you a 30% discount on any set meal you like. You make the most money, and I'll just have some soup."

After hearing him Mark hurriedly took the price list for the banquet set.

"Roasted lamb leg, roasted lamb chops, crispy pigeon, Farewell My Concubine... Let's go for this 1288 set meal."

Alex directly ordered the most expensive set meal because it included almost all the special dishes in the restaurant.

"1288 is 901 with a 30% discount. How about this, round it up to 900 per table."

"One thousand tables means nine hundred thousand."

"holy sh*t, look at this money...?"

Mark happily calculated the price, then rubbed his hands and looked at Alex.

"I'll give you a deposit of 100,000 first, and the rest in half a month."

"is that OK?"

Alex took out his cell phone and prepared to pay.

The end of the world will come in half a month. Order will collapse and the world will be in chaos. You won't have to pay back the money at all.

"No problem, no problem...! By the way, when do you want the banquet?"

When he heard that the payment period was only half a month, Mark waved his hands repeatedly.

This is a big business, and he can make at least 100,000 dollars. This much profit is more than what he can earn in a whole year.

In addition, Alex lived in the same community as him, and they knew each other well, so he was not worried at all about not getting the balance.

"Starting tomorrow."

"Three days in total, more than 200 tables per day."

"Oh, by the way, let me make it clear first, we must ensure the quality and quantity. If the food is not delicious, I won't get paid. If I don't get paid, I won't be able to pay you the balance."

Alex was worried that he would cut corners, so he warned him.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that all the main dishes are made by the chef, and every dish will satisfy you."

As Mark spoke, he handed over a cigarette.

"Okay, then I'll come tomorrow at noon..."

Alex looked towards the hotel entrance. "That half-ton van is yours, right? I want to buy it. Do you think 30,000 dollars is enough?"

"30,000...? That's enough."

Mark was stunned at first, then nodded hurriedly.

The price of his small van was only around 15,000 to 20,000 dollars when new, and it would be worth at most half that price if it were sold second-hand. In other words, out of a total of 30,000 dollars, he would make a profit of 10,000 dollars.

Only a fool wouldn't do such a profitable business!

"Then I'll give you the money first...."

Seeing that he agreed, Alex readily paid the money, and almost exhausted all the three credit cards and Citi.

"What are you guys still standing there for?"

"Why don't you pack up the rest of the food?"

"You bring the car keys over here."

"And you quickly get Mr.Alex a bottle of juice. Get the most expensive kind."

Seeing the money he received on his mobile phone, Mark was immediately overjoyed. While giving instructions to the store employees, he hung a sign outside the door indicating that the store was temporarily closed.

He made three or four hundred thousand dollars right after he opened today. It's like a dream.