I'm just an internet cafe owner

Happy education? Many public schools do indeed offer happy education. But in a capitalist society, achieving higher status and better grades requires spending money and time, and these students aren't necessarily happy learning. If they could fully recover their energy and concentrate for a whole day, many top-performing students could afford a mere fifty euros.

For Giorno, this was a good start. At school, the release of the milk tea that supposedly improves mental focus and concentration caused immense joy among students. Struggling students wanted to buy it for last-minute cramming, while top students were even more eager to try it.

The milk tea sold very well at the hospital, as many patients hospitalized with injuries were willing to spend the 50,000 yuan to recover quickly. Some seriously injured patients even bought a cup as a last resort, only to find that they were out of danger, which made Giorno's milk tea even more popular.

As bubble tea became increasingly popular, Giorno hired some employees. However, due to insufficient funds, Giorno turned to Jane Tia.

"Hello, I'd like to hire some people from you to do business."

Jane Tia: "No problem. We, Griffin, are a well-known security company. Any tactical doll costs 2 yuan per day."

Currently, only Griffin, owned by Jane Tia, can send its own employees out to work at such a low price. Hiring someone else would cost at least 30,000 a day.

As for saying dry

What? It doesn't matter. Whether it's raiding or working as a security guard, tactical dolls can demonstrate professionalism.

However, when Janetia learned that Giorno had sent the Griffin Doll to sell milk tea, she suddenly remembered the post Liu Yuan had replied to a few days ago.

Jane asked Giorno with great curiosity, "Selling milk tea is so profitable?"

"It's very profitable. A single stall can bring in hundreds of thousands a day. Not counting the time cost, the gross profit margin is over 90%. Even with the hired tactical dolls, the gross profit margin is still 90%."

Holy crap!

Janetia, reading Giorno's comment, was genuinely surprised that milk tea could be so profitable. It was a pity that no one in her world would likely consume milk tea, otherwise she would have liked to try it too.

News of Giorno making money spread like wildfire in internet cafes, but soon people realized that, just as Liu Yuan had said, the money wasn't from milk tea, but from a monopoly. Giorno's milk tea, due to its unique nature, had achieved a monopoly, directly gaining the right to set its own prices. As long as it was within the reach of his consumers, people would buy it no matter how he priced it.

Netizens have thus defined this way of making money as the "milk tea economy." Although the essence of making money is not milk tea, it is because milk tea has become popular.

The explosive popularity of the milk tea also attracted the attention of the local gangs. Generally speaking, Bucciarati wouldn't interfere with people setting up small stalls or vendors to make a quick buck. However, Giorno's milk tea business not only achieved scale but also caught the attention of the boss.

He received instructions from his boss to contact the milk tea founder known as "Gioruno Giovanna" and find out why the milk tea was so effective.

"Could this person be a Stand user?"

At this moment, Bucciarati was thinking in a restaurant, while Fugo, who bore a resemblance to Dio, stood beside him, staring in astonishment at the arithmetic problem Narancia had solved.

"My goodness, you can actually do addition and subtraction within 100?"

Nalanjia then said smugly, "I am a genius! This level is no challenge for me."

After saying this, Narancia picked up the milk tea next to him and took a big gulp. A cup of milk tea that improves concentration costs fifty euros. It's expensive, but it's something that makes Fogo admire him. Narancia felt that it was a great deal.

"Um?"

"Bucciarati, what's wrong?"

Noticing Bucciarati's gaze, Fugo joked, "This milk tea does have some effect. After drinking it, I can clearly feel that I can concentrate better, and the mental fatigue after staying up all night can disappear instantly."

What do you think of this milk tea?

Nalanjia replied immediately, "Delicious!"

Fugo said thoughtfully, "It's very profitable. I observed a milk tea stall that can earn tens of thousands of euros in just ten minutes after opening. If it's near a hospital or shopping mall, the income could be several times higher. That stall makes milk tea very quickly, more than fifty cups in ten seconds, and you can't tell where the raw materials for the milk tea come from at all."

"Was the one making the milk tea a Stand user?"

"I didn't notice."

He'd been observing since the bubble tea stalls became popular in the city. While observing, he'd also buy Nalan Jia a cup to boost his brainpower, and if he was too sleepy, he'd buy a cup to improve his mental alertness.

Bucciarati turned his gaze to Abbacchio and Mista, while Mista took a big sip of milk tea: "Ah? I think it tastes great and is very satisfying. It's only one euro a cup, and I'm not hungry at all after drinking it for a while. And the number of pearls they have is very generous, a total of 35. I've bought it more than 20 times, and every time it's exactly 35."

Abbacchio shook his head: "I tried using my Stand to rewind to them, but unfortunately, it's as if they don't exist in this world. Even though I can see and touch them in reality, my Stand can't rewind to where they are stored."

This sentence alerted Bucciarati. He knew the abilities of Abbacchio's Stand, and it was precisely because he knew that he knew how terrifying it would be if what Abbacchio said was true.

"Looks like I need to get in touch with the person who created this milk tea."

Bucciarati knew why his boss was paying attention to this: someone had tried to vandalize a bubble tea stand, but the girl in charge of the stand broke the person's bone with just one slap.

Someone brandished a gun, intending to threaten and rob someone, but the robber ended up being left with only his underwear. The initially enthusiastic boss showed little interest in the milk tea; in his view, no matter how much money he made, it was all small change.

But when he discovered that these milk teas could cure addiction, he decided to send someone to get his hands on them. However, the henchmen he sent disappeared, and when the assassination squad investigated, they too vanished?

They were all thought to be dead, until recently someone discovered that the assassination squad was selling milk tea, which made their boss uneasy. Meanwhile, Bucciarati was also wondering why the assassination squad would be selling milk tea.

Boss Diavolo believed there must be something fishy going on. The assassination squad only knew how to kill and weren't very good at other tasks, so he decided to send one of his most capable subordinates, Bucciarati, to make contact.

Bucciarati was intelligent and loyal enough, and he believed that Bucciarati could obtain useful information.

Chapter 542 The Assassination Squad That Came to Sell Milk Tea

Rewinding to a few days prior, the assassination squad received a mission from the boss: to assassinate Giorno. Yes, the boss believed Giorno's existence posed a threat to his safety, and therefore specifically dispatched the assassination squad a few days earlier to carry it out.

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Because it was a routine assassination, the pay was minimal—just 10 million lira. Yes, lira, not euros. And what does 10 million lira mean? At that time, an American worker's salary was roughly $1400, which is equivalent to 266 million lira.

The total compensation for the assassination was less than the average wage of an average American worker.

A normal assassination would cost 20 million Larries, but Diavolo considered Giorno's Stand to be food, making it too easy to kill, so he only paid 10 million.

There was no other way; the assassination squad was broke and had to take on jobs. And this time, the one who took the job was none other than Gauche, who owned the White Album.

Giorno usually only sells milk tea for a few hours, using up all the ingredients within that time, making a profit of a million euros or so, and then he leaves. But today, as he was preparing to leave, he discovered that he was being watched.

"You're a member of the Mafia, aren't you?"

"Heh, you brat, you know that?"

Gachu was ready to kill Giorno directly, but Giorno calmly took out a cup of milk tea in front of the murderous assassin.

"You seem impatient. How about a cup of milk tea to calm you down?"

"what?"

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned. I wouldn't stoop to winning by poisoning."

In a real fight, Giorno wasn't afraid of this person in front of him, and besides, there was no need to fight. Although the opponent had a health bar, Giorno, who aspired to become a mafia superstar, knew that killing was unavoidable when one became a member of the mafia.

"Heh, interesting. Since you bought me milk tea, I'll kill you more quickly later."

Jiaqiu knew about the new milk tea that had recently been released, and he wanted to try it, but he didn't have the money. A basic cup cost one euro, while a cup with special effects could cost tens or hundreds of euros, or even tens of thousands of euros.

If he were to come with the highest tier, he might not be able to afford a single drink even after working in the assassination squad for a year.

Instead of using Giorno's straw, he used his Stand to make an ice straw and inserted it into the cup. The ice straw made the milk tea cool and refreshing.

After taking a sip of milk tea, Jiaqiu felt refreshed, and all the fatigue and irritability disappeared.

"How about it?"

"It tastes pretty good."

"You've never had this before, have you?"

"I wouldn't stoop to drinking this."

Giorno calmly replied, "You know what? My milk tea is famous not only here, but throughout Italy and even the whole of Europe. Every day, wealthy people line up to buy a cup of my milk tea."

"Huh? What does this have to do with me killing you?"

As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him," and although Gachu still wanted to kill Giorno, he was no longer as irritable as he had been at the beginning.

Giorno calmly said, "It's alright, I'm just stating a fact. Also, I find your Stand ability quite interesting, Ice, right? How about joining me to sell milk tea? I control the entire European milk tea distribution channel now. I'm the only one who has the raw materials, recipes, and machines."

"hehe…"

Gachu scoffed at the idea of ​​dry milk tea and was about to make his move when his Stand activated. In just one second, he could freeze Giorno into an ice sculpture. But then Giorno uttered a number that made him stop.

"100,000 euros. I only need to work for four hours to earn at least 100,000 euros."

This sentence stunned Jiaqiu, who was about to take action. What?! Earning 100,000 euros selling milk tea in four hours? What does that mean? Just four hours of selling milk tea is enough for him to earn a year's worth of money? He could kill people for a year and still not earn as much as Jiaqiu in four hours? If he did that for a day…

Giorno calmly said, "As a special technical talent, I'm happy to give you a higher share. I don't need you to do anything like murder or arson; you just need to sell milk tea in a designated area every day."

"How's the revenue sharing? What if the area you give me doesn't make money?"

Giorno smiled and said, "I run a monopoly business, so it's impossible for me not to make money. 100,000 is just the minimum income."

Because business has been good lately, Giorno ordered an advanced machine from Kai.

Making 50 cups of milk tea per minute is easy. Even if the average customer spends only 10 euros, you can earn 500 euros per minute, 30,000 euros per hour, and 120,000 euros in four hours.

Most people like to add a little something to their milk tea to boost their energy. The lowest tier costs 10 euros a cup, which is a bit expensive for some, but many people are happy to buy it every day because of its effectiveness.

Having basically weathered the initial difficult period, sales are definitely not a concern.

Seeing that Gachu was getting increasingly anxious, Giorno said, "As a Stand user, I can give you 30% of the profits."

"How many?"

"Thirty percent!"

"Too little."

Giorno shook his head: "Take it or leave it."

"... "

However, at this moment, Gacho was wavering. Gacho knew that he was not very bright. If he worked 50% for four hours, he could earn 25,000 euros. But if he worked eight hours instead of four, he could earn 50,000 euros a day.

This is more profitable than the most profitable department in the organization, and what's even more frightening is that this money is made without the need for fighting and killing.

"No, I can't do this group."

"It's okay. If you have someone you trust, you can bring them over to work with me. Trust me, you'll earn more money than you imagine. Remember that."

"No business is as profitable as a legal monopoly."

Giorno smiled, and looking at that smile, Gachu felt only terror. Even though Giorno hadn't done anything to him, he was forced to submit to him.

Without hesitation, Gachu immediately contacted his captain, Risotto. Upon receiving Gachu's message, Risotto admitted he was tempted. However, he felt that as a member of the organization, he couldn't betray them like that. Most importantly, it was just a pie in the sky; could they really just take what they were offered?

However, just as Gachu relayed Risotto's words, Gachu excitedly spoke up.

"He said that if we were willing to join, he would transfer one million euros to each of us as a recruitment deposit, which would be deducted from our commission after we started working."

"Is it really that profitable?"

Gach replied, "It seems to be true. He took me to see a stall that was still open, and in such a short time they made several thousand euros! Euros, my God! They even used US dollars!"

"Ask him whether it's a 70/30 split of revenue or net profit."

Jiaqiu: "Flowing water! Flowing water!"