Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 153

After the attendant left, Stella took out her phone and tapped away. Keegan glanced at her phone and noticed she was on the calculator application.

He asked in bewilderment, “What’re you calculating?”

Stella did not lift her head and continued tapping away on her screen, “I’m calculating how much a bar like this can earn per month.”

Keegan was speechless.

‘Nowadays, I get increasingly confused about the things in this woman’s head,’ he thought.

“Do bars have peak and off-peak seasons?” Stella asked.

“Yes,” Keegan pursed his lips.

He continued, “Springtime is the off-peak season; many return to their hometowns before and after spring, so the people flow is significantly lesser. Summertime is the peak season; there’s an increase in everyone’s nightlives. Besides, bars are considered recreational summer retreats due to the hot weather. During wintertime, the customer volume is lesser than in the summertime. However, the income is still decent due to the many festivities.”

Stella seemed really interested in the matter.

“The net annual profit would be over 10 million at this rate.”

“Something like that,” Keegan said and paused momentarily.

continued, “Why’re

be a good idea for me also

probably lose money and go out of business

Stella was speechless.

is be a wet

earned a profit; it had been losing money for the past four years. This location is on the outskirts, and crime rates are high wherever alcohol is prevalent. Since there are all kinds of customers here, one little slip-up and

do you

of the Kane family’s

a loss for

stunned expression, Keegan added, “It’s

at

actually the one who came up with this marketing strategy?! I knew it. There aren’t that many crooked bosses in

a girl holding a rose

sit next to

at the table behind them just now. She was sweet-looking and had streaks of blonde highlights. She had long, straight legs under her shorts and washboard abs right above them. She also wore a skimpy white tank top that barely covered her chest. Her breasts seemed as if they were to spill out of her top due to their

looked down at her chest and thought gloomily, ‘Are kids nowadays this well-

her a glance. Instead, he

her hand under her chin, she tilted

after work? Not many men

so cutesy and flirty that Stella felt as

a monk in a land filled with women; he