Making five thousand yuan a day from health supplements should bring in at least over two thousand yuan in net profit.
The total expenses of the clinic certainly don't reach that amount.
With the current steep decline, I'm worried that in a few days it might drop below two thousand yuan, possibly even without a bottom limit. By then, he might end up worrying himself to gray hairs again.
Everyone wants to be a boss, but only after becoming one do you realize that it's really not easy.
At that moment, Li Jingsheng's phone rang.
He glanced at the number; it was Ou Qinglan calling.
Li Jingsheng couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. Her calling him proactively was definitely a good sign for a single guy like him.
"Dr. Ou, is this because a few days have passed and you... want to see me?"
He initially wanted to say something more provocative but feared she'd get angry, so he ended up speaking more conservatively.
