Chapter 071 Income

"Link, Wilson came to collect the site management fee. I told him you're a star client and asked if he could give us a discount, but he said no."

In Baker's dive shop, chubby James saw off two diving tourists, placed two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice on the round glass table, pushed his buttocks backwards with a creak, and lay down on the nearby beach chair. He took off the hat from his head and brushed back his sweaty brown curly hair with his hand.

"Of course, the beach isn't his, so why the hell would he offer a discount?"

Link sipped through a straw, but remembering the upcoming Olympics and needing to control his weight, he spit out the sugary juice and drank some mineral water instead.

"How was our income last month?"

"Haha, very good. After accounting for equipment wear, management fees, and other expenses, our net income was 9,524 US dollars. This was the most we've ever earned since we opened. We almost hit ten thousand."