Chapter 717 Don’t bother


Chapter 717 No need to bother

Coincidentally, Xiushui Street, which Ning Weimin had occupied in advance, also blossomed in mid-November, and finally received the good news that the Chaoyang District Government approved the establishment of a formal market.

Of course this is a very good thing.

But good things also take a long time.

What Ning Weimin didn’t expect was that the requirements of Xiushui Street’s sub-district office were actually more stringent than those of Dong’anmen Street.

According to the posted notice, the future Xiushui Market requires all self-employed people who come to set up stalls to register with their real names and pay a deposit for at least one year's rent in advance.

And you must have a business license issued by the Chaoyang District Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Needless to say, the original intention of these regulations is definitely to facilitate management and better understand the situation of self-employed people. It is hoped that merchants in this market can operate legally.

But the problem is that this sub-district office seems to be very territorial.

Except for the business license from the Chaoyang District Industrial and Commercial Bureau, other districts did not recognize it.

In this way, it is a bit bad.

Even those who came later, who have been working in secret, used to hide from businessmen when they saw them.

Now they all register according to the street requirements, passed the qualification procedures, and were successfully allowed to enter the market and become official merchants.

Although these people arranged by Ning Weimin personally have been working here since the beginning, they have always had formal business licenses.

But because it was not registered with the Chaoyang District Industrial and Commercial Department, it was excluded.

This is too unreasonable!

Nothing else. Ning Weimin's people naturally refused to do it, so they went to the street office collectively to ask for an explanation.

But they were at loggerheads with each other. The problem was not solved until they talked about it, and a fight almost broke out on the spot.

In the end, they had no choice but to complain to Ning Weimin through Luo Guangliang to see if he could find a way to smoothen the relationship.

Ning Weimin thought about it, but he still didn’t understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Xiushui Street Sub-district Office.

You know, these days, it is too common for self-employed individuals without a fixed business location to adopt mobile operations.

It is called convenience for the masses and door-to-door service.

If you are an individual, no matter whether you register or operate across regions, there will be no problem.

As long as you can earn your own living, are willing to pay taxes legally, and are not lacking in quality, the industrial and commercial authorities don’t really have many requirements.

So when it comes to the sub-district office, if it wants to take care of the local folks and is xenophobic, it is out of the question.

What's more, there are loopholes to exploit in this method, and it's hard for them to stop people.

In order to meet the relevant requirements, Ning Weimin can also ask his people to go to the Chaoyang District Industrial and Commercial Department to go through the industrial and commercial registration procedures again.

It’s just too much trouble. Paying an extra tax is like taking off your pants and farting.

Then why set such a special threshold?

This makes people suspect that the Xiushui Street Sub-district Office is deliberately targeting them to make things difficult for them.

Sure enough, Ning Weimin went to the street office and found out what the problem was.

Where?

Hey, it’s his own person.

Or, in his own body.

The reason for the love was because he took Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao away to speculate on stamps, and they took them away for a year.

The remaining owners who sold clothes for him gradually began to act recklessly because they had no control.

Bullying and dominating the market is out of the question, but low-quality words and deeds are inevitable.

These bastards have been making noises and cursing in the market all day long.

If you don’t clean up the trash, you won’t clean up. Let’s not talk about it.

The key is that during the day when there are not many people around, a group of them always hang out around the tricycle playing cards and drinking to kill time.

They make noise every day. Sometimes when someone loses a card, they will throw a bottle against the wall to express their dissatisfaction.

Gambling is a serious nuisance to the people.

Several of the children living nearby got their feet pricked because they wore sandals and slippers in the summer.

The nearby residents were very dissatisfied with this. Street officials and neighborhood committees had approached them about this matter.

But they are all bastards.

Not only does he not change despite repeated admonishment, but he also has an awesome attitude.

The words that came out of his mouth were not pleasant to hear, which made the street cadres and neighborhood committee aunts very angry.

These guys are sure not to commit serious crimes. They also have industrial and commercial licenses, so no one can do anything to them.

That is the determination to be a copper pea that cannot be steamed, boiled, beaten, fried or fried.

Can the people from the street office still be angry? Don’t hold grudges?

As a result, now that I have accepted Jing'er, I have to find a way to "clean up the garbage".

They even went to the district’s industrial and commercial department to say hello.

If these people want to register, don't approve any of them. They are all black sheep and must not be tolerated. After finding out the whole story, Ning Weimin was so angry that he wanted to kick these bastards to the ground one by one.

Step on their faces and scold them one by one.

He really didn't expect that these bastards who failed to succeed but failed more than failed would be so bold as to offend people to this extent.

But then again, Jianghu people have to take care of Jianghu affairs.

Except Luo Guangliang and Xiao Tao, no one else can really control these rough guys.

What a civilized person like Ning Weimin lacks most is the deterrence against this kind of bastard Liuli Qiuer.

He really can't deal with them on his own.

What's more, we have to wipe their butts first and work hard to save the situation is the most important thing.

You can't let years of planning and calculations fail just before the last trembling of the door.

There is no choice but to be prepared for heavy bleeding and try your best to say good things to others.

In other words, Ning Weimin’s current identity works.

The top leader of Tan Palace and the top executive of Pierre Cardon. With these two titles on their heads, most people have to give some face.

What's more, Xiushui Street is still a clothing market, and many of the customers are foreigners. Naturally, the street director is willing to chat with him more, and he is not very repulsive.

Otherwise, if it had been someone else, I’m afraid they would have sent me away with just a few words.

In this way, we chatted and chatted all afternoon without realizing it.

Ning Weimin not only "kindly" suggested some basic points for market management to the street director.

He also made a "generous" promise to personally fund each vendor with a fireproof iron booth.

Finally, in the evening, we just talked at the dinner table.

Ning Weimin took the initiative to retain everyone who was about to get off work, and invited them to the restaurant to apologize for his ignorant bastards.

In this way, after a heavy drink, I finally gained the understanding of everyone on the street and got thirty-five stalls in the market.

Of course, controlling those self-employed people well and preventing them from messing around has become one of the necessary conditions.

What should I say about this?

Ning Weimin's hard work was finally not in vain, and he narrowly passed the test.

But when you think about it, it’s quite awkward.

I think at the beginning, he was kind-hearted and led this group of people to make money, and these guys also made money, but this was how he repaid him.

Because of their low-level mistakes, he had to lower his profile and apologize, and spent tens of thousands more to pay tribute to the street.

A tin stall costs about seven to eight hundred.

What a waste of money!

And the rent cannot go up for a while, and I don’t know when the cost will be recovered.

What a bunch of pig teammates!

It can be said that he was furious about this matter and refused to give up, but Luo Guangliang was still caught in the middle.

He couldn't ignore this good buddy's feelings.

In fact, Luo Guangliang was even more unjust. He was just following him to do the stamp business, and that's why trouble happened here.

If Luo Guangliang loses face and finds it difficult to do this because of this bullshit, then It's not worth it.

This is a rat-proof weapon!

Ning Weimin finally made a decision to change his original intention.

First of all, he wants to grab the necks of these grandsons.

All prices will be raised by 10% until the extra money is spent.

If you don’t work hard, you won’t be able to get the pretty stuff again.

And his relationship with these people ends here.

Giving one stall to one person is the last benefit given to them.

He had to admit that these people were too low-quality, too unorganized and difficult to control.

At the beginning, he wanted to use these people to occupy Yabao Road, Zoo, Red Bridge, Drum Tower, and Yuetan Postal Market. The plan of these prosperous markets was too tiring to implement, and it became a pity to abandon it.

For him, this kind of money is almost the same as selling treasury bills, so it would be better not to make any money at all.

Forget it, how much profit can a market with dozens of stalls and ten or twenty years of glory bring him?

If you sublet it, the average rent for a place is only 18 million a year.

That is to say, the income of a place in more than ten years is about 100 million yuan.

If we give up all these markets, we will only earn one billion less.

Little money!

We can't afford to be in such a hurry, nor can we afford to waste this time and energy, so let's not put in this effort.

(End of this chapter)

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