Chapter 448 [448] One Week, a Small Profit of 800 Million

Although Tang Feng and Qin Yanan had expected that the next day would be even more popular.

But when the day came, the intensity of the scene was still beyond their expectations.

Yesterday, Tang Feng fought against eighteen senior appraisers alone and won a great victory.

After a day of fermentation, this news was like a bombshell dropped in the quiet antique circle, causing a stir.

Therefore, there were twice as many guests as the first day on the second day.

Zhou Bingrui sent a dozen helpers, Shen Tianyang also sent a few, and Qin Yanan also contacted a dozen more.

There were more than thirty helpers in total, and it was finally not too busy, but everyone was still busy.

It was the first time for these more than thirty helpers to see this kind of formation, and they were stunned and stunned.

In their impression, antique shops should be very leisurely. They occasionally receive a few customers and spend most of their time sitting there playing with their mobile phones and drinking tea.

However, the popularity of Feng Ya Ge has subverted their perception of antique stores, and is comparable to the sales of limited editions in some famous brand stores.

Moreover, these people are very generous with their offers, often spending hundreds of thousands or even millions, and they don't even bargain.

This made them suspect for a time that these people were not the shills invited by Feng Yage, right?

But after hearing the chatter of these customers, I learned about Tang Feng's brilliant performance yesterday.

At the same time, they also learned about Feng Yage’s promise of “100% genuine products”, which made them want to buy two pieces back.

After the busy day was over, Qin Yanan did a simple calculation.

The turnover on this day alone was as high as 250 million, and the net profit was as high as 150 million.

If other antique shops knew this, they would probably be shocked.

The turnover created by an antique shop in one day is higher than their turnover in more than ten years combined.

Moreover, this popularity continues.

For a whole week, Fengya Gedu was bustling with people.

Qin Yanan urgently transferred a few more batches of goods, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

After a week, it finally stopped.

It's not that there are no customers coming, but it's completely out of stock.

Even the supplier's warehouse has been emptied.

Those suppliers were almost crying.

Having been in the antique business all my life, I never thought that one day I would be sold out.

Tang Feng even went to Zhou Bingrui's store to search, weeding out the defective and fake products, and found a few batches of good ones.

But even so, we still face the dilemma of having nothing to sell.

In the end, I had no choice but to apologize to the customers on site and promised to notify them as soon as the goods were available.

Although those customers were a little reluctant, they had no choice but to leave.

After the customers left, Qin Yanan took stock of the week's harvest.

In just one week, their store's turnover was as high as 2 billion, and their net profit was as high as 800 million.

This is definitely a staggering number.

An antique store can create a net profit of 800 million in just one week, which was unimaginable before.

Even now, it makes everyone feel like they are in a dream.

"We have worked hard during this period. Starting from tomorrow, everyone will take turns to take vacations. Each person will have fifteen days of vacation."

It will take some time to restock, but Tang Feng also started to fulfill his previous promises to employees, which immediately aroused an enthusiastic response from a group of employees.

They have been so busy during this period that they have not even been able to go home, and now they can finally take a good rest.

The employees who were transferred to help from Zhou Bingrui and Shen Tianyang's stores looked at Feng Yage's employees with envy.

I'm afraid they won't be so lucky, and they will have to go back to work tomorrow.

Alas, why didn't they have such a good boss?

Qin Yanan saw the disappointment of these people and said with a smile: "In order to thank everyone for their hard work during this period, Tang Feng and I discussed and decided to send everyone a red envelope of 10,000 yuan. Whether it is Feng Yage's Employees and brothers and sisters who come to help are all treated equally, one for each person.”

"Huh? Do we have one too?"

"Really? Long live Boss Qin, long live Boss Tang..."

Those outside store employees who came to help also joined in the cheers.

They thought they were just here to help out on a voluntary basis, but they didn't expect to get a big red envelope in the end.

Their usual salary is only a few thousand yuan per month.

This big red envelope can cover two months' salary.

The boss of Feng Ya Ge was so generous that they even wanted to switch jobs.

But I also know that this idea is unrealistic.

Even if they wanted to come, Tang Feng wouldn't want them.

Otherwise, how could he explain to Zhou Bingrui and Shen Tianyang?

People kindly sent people to help, but Rou Baozi beat the dog and never came back. This is too unreasonable.

Qin Yanan then discussed with Tang Feng and decided to take everyone to have a meal, treating it as a celebration banquet.

Tang Feng naturally had no objection.

He made a full eight this week, and this small amount of money was not even a drop in the bucket to him.

Just when everyone was cheering for the celebration banquet, Gao Shichang had already received a report from Zhang Chong, the person in charge of his antique store.

"Feng Ya Ge must have made a lot of money during this period, right?"

Gao Shichang sat in front of the coffee table, playing with the tea set slowly.

Zhang Chong stood opposite him respectfully, "According to our estimates, this guy's net profit this week alone is likely to be close to one billion."

Gao Shichang's movements suddenly froze, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes, "One billion? Are you telling the truth?"

Zhang Chong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's about 80%. Even if it doesn't reach 1 billion, it's still 700 million or 800 million."

"How much did our antique shop earn this week?" Gao Shichang picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and put it under his nose to smell it.

"Three... three million." Zhang Chong stuttered a number.

Gao Shichang raised his hand and splashed the tea in the cup on his face.

The tea had just been poured out of the teapot and the temperature was very high.

Zhang Chong was immediately grimaced because of the burn, but he didn't dare to wipe it off, and still stood there respectfully.

"Three million? Are you kidding me? I invested so many resources in you, gave you people and money, and you only sold three million in a week? You still have the face to see me?"

Gao Shichang's face was distorted with anger, looking extremely hideous.