The supermarket that has just opened for half a year has been losing money. What should I do?

The supermarket that has just opened for half a year has been losing money. What should I do? The hardest part is actually in the beginning Since we have been losing money, we can start with the supermarket environment, spend some money to do it well, re-investigate the needs of users around the community, and adjust the types of goods we buy according to the needs of users.

Distribute leaflets, publicize more, and engage in more small activities. Promotions, activities and home delivery can all increase your sales.

Losses are nothing more than rent, employee salaries, fixed assets of supermarkets, operating losses, procurement losses, overdue deterioration and so on. Being a supermarket is nothing more than a question of how to do capital turnover.

That is to say, attracting investment to find suppliers, renting booths, setting up business points, occupying their business funds, reinvesting or opening stores in a short time, and constantly returning to the circle.

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After nearly three months of quadruped life, Luo Yan finally dragged his suitcase into this legendary university. I covered my eyes with one hand and looked up at the dazzling sun. The sun swore brightly: Yan! Your life of eating and sleeping is over! Yan uttered a few inaudible sighs, and then the tortoise moved forward quickly.

There is no excitement of others entering the university for the first time, and there is no melodramatic madness. Say goodbye to the era when you don't have to use your head, only regret. Twelve years of "suffering", a normal person will be a little excited, but this woman, oh no, a girl just won't. Actually, I can't blame her. When I was a child, I was very calm and self-sufficient (depending on my partner, of course). And because of laziness, I failed in the college entrance examination for the first time, and she was polished colder and colder in senior four.

When I was a volunteer in senior three, I was still jumping around happily-northeast, northwest and southwest. I filled everything in deep enough. On the one hand, I really didn't get enough points. More importantly, I want to escape, become a different person and experience a different life. However, the initial pressure and helplessness of senior four, as well as the quiet life that year, also made Luo Yan realize that with this ambition, studying at home is the most suitable for him.

It really backfired. At that time, Luo Yan didn't know how the ordinary life would begin. ...

The mobile phone is out of service. What should I do if I keep singing?

_ _ _ _ This composition has always been warm and always there.

There is such a group of people in the world. They are homeless, wandering in the streets, begging with their palms up. They are humble and disrespected. They don't feel the warmth of this world at all. All they feel is cold-blooded, heartless and numb. The world they understand is either black or gray and lifeless.

Whenever I walk into the street, I meet several beggars. I want to know their true feelings, so I observe his every move. As soon as the beggar saw the well-dressed man, he rushed at him and begged in a low voice, please give me some money. I haven't eaten for a long time. Most people frown in disgust, impatiently take out a few coins from their pockets, throw them unceremoniously into beggars' bowls, and then walk away like plague victims, not forgetting to dust the beggars.

There are also some people who, when beggars beg from them, savagely push the beggars away and spit on the ground. The beggar was tired and his unkempt hair covered his face, but I thought he was crying because his body was shaking. He has no strength and can only sit on the ground.

Just when I think there are too few good people in the world and the world is very cold, a man walks up to the beggar, squats down gently and gently puts coins into the beggar's bowl. The beggar raised his head with difficulty. He said thank you in a hoarse voice. The memory inheritor said nothing and left with a smile. I admire this man very much. He makes the beggar feel warm, and I want to give him some warmth, so I learn from the man just now, crouch in front of the beggar, gently put the coin into the beggar's bowl, and try not to let the coin collide with the bowl. The beggar looked up again. He stared at me with muddy eyes. I saw tears in his eyes. A smile appeared on his face. How long has it been since he laughed! The lines on the face are already stiff. But this can't stop the joy on his face, and he rekindled his hope for life.

That admirable benefactor changed the beggar's world, and he also made me have a deeper understanding of the world. If you like, you can always be a benefactor and a warm person.

It turns out that warmth has always been there!

Sunshine, sunshine forever, sunshine forever.

Open the clouds, roll up the rain curtain and put away the snow curtain, and you will see the fiery red sun hanging in the sky, and you will sigh: "The sun is always there."

When you are a toddler, a pair of warm big hands reach out to you and a pair of eyes look at you lovingly. When you take a small step, someone's face is already smiling. When you also reach out your little hand to respond to the encouraging eyes, you have been hugged. At that time, no matter what the weather is like, you will feel that "sunshine" is always there, because you can't break free in the warm embrace.

When you are "forced" to go to cram school, the once encouraging eyes will put away the tenderness of the past. You must have been shocked and confused: did you look into my eyes when you were a child? Friend, there is no doubt. Didn't you see a big meal when you came back from cram school? Nobody cares about you? Isn't this also a kind of warmth? In fact, the sun is always there!

When you can't get flowers and applause, those concerned eyes will continue to stare at you and never relax. Admittedly, they sometimes show blame and anger, which makes you panic, but don't you have any negligence and mistakes? Can you arrogantly think you are perfect? It is these eyes that show you the right way. I hope you don't flinch, don't be sad. ...

Probably one day, those eyes will forget the hardships and fatigue and look at you with white hair-at that time, you are mature, will you still doubt the existence of sunshine?

Sunshine, always there! As long as you look hard, love is in your heart, in the dribs and drabs of life!

Have you been pretending? It's good. As long as you don't hurt others, you won't hurt yourself. Why not?

Composition _ Always in love Always in love

"Gently lift your face and dry your tears for you. This heart will always belong to you. Tell me I'm not alone. Every time I hear this song, a beautiful picture will come to my mind.

At noon in the hot sun, an old woman with gray temples and dark blue cloth came slowly with a big black bag on her back. After walking for a while, she stopped to have a rest and wiped the sweat from her forehead. At this moment, three passing girls came along. One of them took the big bag in the old woman's hand first. Maybe it's too heavy. The other one released the old woman's hand. He made a hand gesture. The last one blocked the sunshine on the grandmother's face with his own sun umbrella and took out a piece of paper to gently wipe the sweat off her face. Maybe it was all too sudden, and grandma was stunned for a long time. Then she smiled gratefully at the three kind little girls. At the same time, the three little girls also showed sweet smiles. So they walked slowly in the hot sun.

The third is the enthusiasm of the little girl and the kindness of the grandmother. Tell us that love is all around us. As long as you observe carefully, you can easily find it.

I visit the cleaners in front of our door every day, and they exchange their personal dirt for the beauty and cleanliness of the whole street.

And our favorite teacher. In order to make every student feel equal care, they have prepared some small prizes with good intentions to encourage those students who have made progress in their studies. These small prizes not only give some material help to the students who have difficulties at home, but also give them the motivation to move forward.

Life is like a cup of tea. Only by tasting it carefully can we know the sweet taste contained in it. So as long as you carefully taste everything around you, you will find some bright spots. Then you will know that love is around us.

It's always there. The lyrics are always there.

Lyrics: Zhang Meixian

Composer: Deng Zhiwei

Singing: Lin Ramon, Charlene Choi

Smile ten times and don't be afraid to face depression.

Even if tears have to stand the wind and rain again.

I missed the shortcut to Wan Li.

Just look at which window can reach the other side.

Draw a yearning in a sandstorm

Sow hope in fine sand.

Looking for the brightest light from the dark side

Calm down and make a resistance.

Let the memory collide from a distance

If you can't stand it, if I can't.

forget

And you will stay away from you to change the situation.

Like an exposed secret.

The wind blows to the other side.

Has slipped out of my thoughts.

Sow hope in fine sand.

Looking for the brightest light from the dark side

Calm down and make a resistance.

Let the memory collide from a distance

If you can't stand it, if I can't.

forget

Dalalada

Draw yearning in the sandstorm (there is light in the corner)

Sow hope in fine sand (across the sky)

From the dark side (on that side)

Looking for the brightest light

Calmly resist (even if tied up)

Let the memory collide from a distance (back in time)

If you can't stand it (can't stand it)

If I don't want to give up

forget

Dalalada

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I've been thinking about it. What about you? What should I do? Don't worry too much, but seek inner peace. Speak out boldly, and it will be a broken jar!