Chapter 287: Let's Get Rich Together

Lao Fu Tou had originally planned to go out.

As an employee, there's no need to get involved at a time like this.

Although Wu An didn't tell him to leave, he still ought to take the hint.

As a result, just as he was about to get up,

Wu An handed him a cup of tea and said, "I didn't expect to still be busy at this hour."

"Have some tea first."

Lao Fu Tou took the teacup and said, "I'll head out first."

Wu An waved his hand and said, "Just sit tight."

"What's the rush?"

"We'll settle the accounts any moment now; it won't make a difference if we wait a bit."

A Qing was quite casual.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he played with the lucky cat on the table, seeing who could wave its paw faster.

Hearing the calculator's sounds, Lao Fu Tou felt a bit uneasy.

Wu An really wasn't avoiding him at all.

Exchanging sincerity for sincerity is also a tactic.

Since ancient times, winning people's hearts has been about tactics.

Lao Fu Tou sipped his tea; although it was bitter, it somehow tasted sweet.

"Pa—"

Lao Fang pressed the equals key.

The calculator announced: one hundred thousand, one thousand five hundred thirty yuan.

A Qing turned his head to look back.

He didn't hear the number clearly, but he knew it was a lot of money.

He could also get a good share of it.

As for the exact amount, A Qing could only say that with such a huge figure, it's hard to work it out on one's fingers.

Anyway, he knew Wu An would definitely not shortchange him; any less would be his loss.

Lao Fu Tou hastily set the teacup on the table and hurriedly steadied his trembling hand.

Wu An grinned.

He was quite pleased with this result.

The white pomfret contributed the bulk, over 1,300 catties, with the smallest specimens still around one catty each.

Consequently, the unit price was relatively high, at forty yuan per catty.

After the fishing season opened, being able to sell at this price was already very pleasing.

Not just the three of them—even Lao Fang was astonished by the result: "You guys made a fortune on this trip!"

"I dare say even a trawler's outing wouldn't earn this much."

Having said that,

he went into the inner room to get the money.

Lao Fu Tou nodded repeatedly.

Having worked on the Chen family's trawler for so many years, he naturally had a say.

Although a trawler's outing certainly brings in a big catch, the costs are also high; after deducting various expenses, the profit is actually just so-so.

But Wu An's boat is small, with only the three of them; after subtracting costs, the net profit is quite considerable.

Moreover,

all this money is just their daily income!

How much could he get?

Adding the income from selling shrimp and crab, Lao Fu Tou did a quick mental tally, and his breathing grew noticeably quicker.

He was very excited.

It wasn't that he had never seen money or the world; he simply had never earned over six thousand yuan in a single day before.

Actually,

making over six thousand a month seemed never to have happened either.

He often heard villagers telling their kids that if they got into college, they could sit in an office and work.

They would ask how much money such a job could make.

Just a few thousand yuan a month.

That alone already made those youngsters yearn for it.

Roughly speaking, isn't this old geezer earning more than those college graduates working a job?

Lao Fang came out of the inner room, holding a bill counter in one hand and a sack of money in the other.

Having a bill counter isn't strange at all.

Gao Qiangqi has one too.

Don't let their small shop fool you—they handle a lot of money each day.

The bill counter was plugged in.

"Shush-shush-shush."

Red banknotes kept streaming through the counter.

One hundred at a time.

It's only ten thousand.

1,015 bills, it took a full two minutes to finish counting.

If it's done by a person counting.

They aren't professionals; at the very least they'd need quite a while, and they might make mistakes.

If there's something, everyone saves effort and worries less.

Wu An thought it was quite fun.

Lao Fang had him do the counting, while he himself picked up his phone and made several calls in a row, not avoiding talking about prices.

He hung up the phone.

Lao Fang also gave the change.

Wu An didn't stand on ceremony, took the money and gave it to A Qing, telling him to go buy popsicles.

After buying them, he shared them with everyone to eat.

Popsicles aren't worth much, but after finishing work, sweating profusely, eating them feels especially refreshing.

Doing a favor as a matter of course made even Lao Fang nod in approval.

Finished counting the money.

"My luck isn't bad either; several channel bosses can send trucks over right now, so this much goods doesn't need to stay overnight, and by turning it over I net a ten percent profit." Lao Fang said with a smile.

Wu An sipped tea: "That's none of my business."

"No need to say more."

"I'm not jealous of your making money; you give me a high price, and I don't feel grateful to you."

Lao Fang was taken aback, then burst out laughing, saying: "No wonder Lao Gao likes you so much; you kid speak and act more straightforwardly than I do."

Wu An shook his head: "I learned all that from Qiang Ge."

It's been two lifetimes.

If I live again and still don't understand, then my rebirth would be totally wasted.

Lao Fang helped bundle the money, seeing that Wu An had nothing to put it in, and also gave him a leather bag.

Wu An was not polite either.

He picked up the bag and left.

At that moment.

The helper who had been tidying the fishing boat came over, saying he had already finished tidying the boat.

No need for Wu An to pay the wages; he was given two packs of cigarettes as thanks.

After getting the money, Wu An went to the ATM to deposit it.

A Qing got yuan.

A Qing took the money and started counting.

Lao Fu Tou got 6,200 yuan.

Lao Fu Tou watched Wu An count out the money, but he didn't take it, shaking his head and saying: "Too much."

With so much money, he felt it was burning in his hands.

"Did I miscount?" Wu An tossed the money in his hand, saying: "Then you take it and count; if there's extra, just give it back to me."

"It's not that you miscounted; you originally gave too much." Lao Fu Tou hesitated, then said: "I should take only 0.5 share, not this much."

"Aren't you deducting costs?"

Wu An suddenly realized, saying: "This trip mainly has three costs: one is the boat's wear and tear, one is fuel plus bait, and the other is labor cost."

"I'll bear the boat cost; fuel and bait are A Qing's; labor..."

Lao Fu Tou listened, increasingly stunned; according to Wu An's explanation, as an employee he basically bears no cost.

So the money given to him is also calculated based on the catch amount.

Wu An slapped the money into his hand: "Take it."

"I'm not doing charity, and I won't engage in a losing deal."

"Every penny of this money is what you deserve."

He thought, "You, an employee, are worrying about your boss earning less?"

Is that reasonable?

That's totally upside down!

Lao Fu Tou gripped the money in his hand, solid and heavy, too much for one hand to hold.

He hehed a smile, could no longer suppress his joy, didn't count it, just opened his inner pocket and stuffed it in, saying: "If you say so, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Thank you, boss."

"Boss, strike it rich!"

Wu An nodded: "Get rich, let's get rich together."

At that moment.

A Qing held the money in one hand, sighing: "No, brother."

"How did we make so much money?"

"I really can't count it clearly."

He wasn't trying to confirm how much money there was, but rather to confirm whether his own ability could count it clearly.

Wu An and Lao Fu Tou burst out laughing.