Qiwei Vegetarian is in trouble!

Old Zhang didn't expect that buying himself breakfast this early in the morning would still be about taking care of his own business.

But Gu Chen could also sense Old Zhang's thoughtfulness.

The breakfast from Qiwei Vegetarian was not cheap; Old Zhang was really generous.

As Gu Chen ate his breakfast, he glanced over the accounts for the night.

From last night at six o'clock to this morning at nine, it had been fifteen hours in total.

In those fifteen hours, each machine had not stopped for a moment, with nineteen machines operating continuously.

They had generated a total income of seventeen thousand one hundred yuan.

Subtracting Old Zhang's nine hundred yuan, he still made sixteen thousand two hundred.

At this rate, making a million was just a matter of time.

In a twenty-four-hour day, he could earn twenty-five thousand nine hundred and twenty yuan.

Probably not even banks were making money as impressively as he was right now.