Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 683: Six hundred and seventy-eight, several millions a month, right?

Chapter 683: Six hundred and seventy-eight, several millions a month, right?

After finishing his busy work, Gu Chen finally managed to sit down and rest.

Having prepared such a large pot of food, he nearly couldn’t straighten his back.

It was probably because he hadn’t done this sort of thing for a long time.

So for a while, even Gu Chen himself found it a bit hard to adjust.

"Boss, you shouldn’t cook anymore in the future, just leave all these tasks to me," Xiao Fang said to Gu Chen, looking at the beads of sweat on his forehead as if she felt sorry for him.

Gu Chen chuckled upon hearing this, then told her, "With you and Xiao Ping here, I won’t have to worry too much from now on. You can take care of these matters."

To be honest, Gu Chen would rather be a hands-off boss, finding it more comfortable.

After all, no amount of work in the kitchen could compare to the carefreeness of a hands-off boss.

By the time everyone finished their meal, it was already seven o’clock.

They were all in a great hurry, rushing back to start their shifts in the bar.

At this time, Gu Chen did not leave the store; he still had many things to do.

Just yesterday, General Manager Zhao had threatened him, and he didn’t know what the man might attempt today. Staying in the shop would give him a good view of the bar, just in case something happened.

Xiao Fang was alone, cleaning the dishes and utensils.

Gu Chen just quietly watched her from the side.

Of course, he didn’t just watch; he also lent a hand to help.

It was just seven o’clock, the time the business was starting, and outside the bar, there was already a heavy flow of traffic. It was evident that the bar’s local influence was significant, no wonder that fellow was jealous.

Based on the income the bar could generate now, it was earning roughly up to eighty thousand yuan a day.

However, Gu Chen speculated that once the restaurant was established and working in conjunction with the bar, it could generate a daily income of one hundred thousand yuan.

When that day came, it should be about right.

As the bar’s entrance bustled with activity, Xiao Fang, standing nearby, couldn’t help but ask Gu Chen, "Boss Gu, how many customers do you think come to the bar every day?"

"It’s hard to say, probably no more than a thousand," he replied.

Upon hearing this number, Xiao Fang’s face was covered in shock.

If a thousand people each brought in ten yuan, that would be ten thousand yuan a day.

She simply couldn’t estimate how much money Gu Chen was making each day, but she guessed it certainly wasn’t a small amount.

"Boss Gu, you’re not making tens of thousands of yuan a day, are you?" she asked curiously.

After hearing this, Gu Chen turned his head to look at her and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth, or would you like me to tell you something else?"

"Of course, I definitely want to hear the truth from you, Boss Gu," she immediately expressed with a very curious demeanor.

"I make almost close to four million yuan a month," he said.

Upon hearing Gu Chen’s words, Xiao Fang instantly fell silent.

Looking at Gu Chen, her face was not only disbelieving.

The million-level figure was far too distant from her life. She had set a small goal for herself, which was to earn ten thousand yuan first, but she hadn’t expected Gu Chen to be making four million a month.

This was not just an astonishing figure to him but also an astronomical number for all ordinary salaried workers, an aspiration seemingly within sight but forever out of reach.

"Boss Gu, how did you manage to do it?" she couldn’t help but ask Gu Chen.

Just a moment ago, she was talking about striving to one day be on the same starting line as Gu Chen, but upon learning of his current income, she suddenly found her previous statement somewhat naive.

Even with her current income, accumulating wealth to the level of Gu Chen might take a lifetime.

This four million could very well be a figure she might never be able to touch or see in her lifetime.

"Actually, it’s just a bit of small business, and then I made this little bit of money—it’s really nothing special. There are many people in the world who can make money, I’m just one of the luckier ones," he said.

At that moment, Gu Chen was explaining to them how he earned that money, attributing all these opportunities to luck.

He didn’t feel that this was a result of his ability; without this second chance at life, he would still be nothing.

Having the opportunity to live again, wasn’t that luck as well?

"Boss Gu, you’re really amazing. You’re such a great moneymaker," Xiao Fang said, utterly astounded by him. Looking at Gu Chen, she felt as though there was a vast chasm between them, even though he stood right before her.

"Life should be the priority. If you don’t have a life, no amount of money is useful. Everything is for the sake of family," Gu Chen said to her lightly.

He didn’t consider his current income all that impressive; in this world, there are billionaires and even trillionaires.

His yearly income came to just about fifty million at best.

Of course, if he were to complete the entire project with Ping’an Real Estate, his annual earnings might well reach nine figures.

But even then, what of it? It still wouldn’t be enough to catch up with those truly wealthy individuals whose businesses were truly making a fortune every day.

Running bars and restaurants would never get him there.

Unless one day he turned his restaurant’s brand into a franchise, selling it under a franchising model and collecting franchising fees from more people.

He believed that with his capabilities, attracting a few hundred million in franchising fees wouldn’t be a problem.

After all, franchising didn’t have other requirements; it was all about the supply chain.

He could easily transform the business, switching from running restaurants to supplying ingredients.

But that would violate his original intention and moreover, it would be overexploiting the brand’s influence.

He felt he didn’t need that much money, and by his current income standards, he was already doing quite well.

A few million a month, even if spent entirely on buying houses, would amass a fortune over ten or so years when Tangtang was grown up.

Of course, Xiao Fang, who was present, couldn’t understand all these thoughts of Gu Chen’s. She hadn’t gone through as much in life and couldn’t grasp what he was talking about.

Just when things seemed calm, Gu Chen suddenly noticed the crowd at the bar seemed to be growing larger.

He didn’t know what was going on, so he curiously glanced over a few times.

Soon, he discovered that a dispute had arisen at the bar.

Not knowing what the situation was, he still hurried towards the bar.