Business Made Simple Novels & Stories

Mark began. "You own a business?" Abigail asked, her spirits suddenly lifting. "Like, with a business plan and corporate name and everything?" Mark frowned, looking at her, "Yeah, that's generally what a standard busines has, I suppose." Abigail couldn't contain her excitement. This was just too perfect. This was the exact solution she needed to her problem, already delivered right to her front door.

"What don't we understand?" Louis sneered before glancing at his sister. "Emily, try to explain it to Mr. Moore so he doesn't look down on us again." Emily nodded then straightened her back. Her breath was filled with confidence. "Business is an organization carried out by individuals or groups by offering goods and services to make a profit. For example, Louis offers apartments to his customers, while I offer fashion products with high selling points." Victor tilted his head slightly. His eyes narrowed. However, before he had time to criticize, Emily continued.

Oh and what exactly is that? "Business. Mera jo kaam hai jisse main paise kamata hoon uske liye mujhe pehle deals karni padti. Paison ke liye." He tried to explain his words a little awkwardly because sometimes he also feels it is difficult to find the simplest words to make her understand. (Translation: Business. The work I do the way I earn my money requires me to strike deals first. For the sake of money.) Hindi wasn't his first or second language. She processed that slowly. Then she asked.

For the fact that he had Gregory's company, he needed to forget about Ashley. He just wanted to teach Alex a very big lesson he will never forget in his entire life for messing with the girl he wanted to get married to. Since Gregory started working with George they have been making more sales. From the capital Gregory was making he thought of setting up his own company but he felt working with George was just the best since he was getting some capital and also getting paid by George. Setting up his own company was going to be a very big expense on his side and so he decided to be managing working with George in his own company. The money was what he needed, maybe when he gets enough he will

I stared at him. "I can't do this," I said. "I can't work with you. It's too complicated." "It's not complicated," he said. "It's just business. You provide a service. I pay for it. That's all." "There's nothing simple about anything between us," I said. "Then make it simple," he said. "Because I'm asking you for help. Not as a mate. Not as someone you loved. Just as a businesswoman. Help me build something that's mine."

Paige suddenly reached out her hand to Chris. "Give me the money." Paige smiled and said, "Not too much, just give me a few billion." Chris asked, "What are you going to do with it?" "I'll put the money in the bank at a fixed rate and earn interest. Nothing illegal." Chris remained silent. Paige continued, "I know you're in business. With capital, you can make more money. However, no one can guarantee that their business will always be profitable. Businesses have ups and downs; it's normal. No one can ensure they will make money in every business they do. What if it goes downhill?"

she began, her eyes wide, "Moreover, it signifies that a true businessman will effortlessly adapt to situations that demand flexibility and skill." "Really?" I asked. I just wanted her to keep talking. "Yes, Tom. It's all about exposure and publicity. If people like me, they'll naturally be drawn to my company's products, and voila! Sales will skyrocket!" She concluded, adding a touch of drama, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The funeral was held on the third day. Calling it a funeral was generous. It was very simple. No wake. No wreaths. No flowers. Mom said not to make a big event of it. I was too young to bear such scenes. But Megan disagreed. "Zack had nothing when he was alive. He cannot leave with nothing too." In the end, they each gave in a little. They rented a small room at the funeral home with only a few rows of chairs and one photo.

Amira's first step was to create a business plan for her new perfume company. She knew that in order for her new business to be successful, she needed to have a clear plan and goals. She defined her target market, researched the competition, and determined her pricing strategy. She also thought about distribution and marketing, as well as the steps she would need to take to launch her business. With a solid plan in place, she was ready to move forward with her new venture.

A sick part of me found it ironic how easy it was to choose an engagement ring for a fake marriage when so many people spend years waiting for a real one. I glanced at Brandon. “Any of them?” “Any,” he replied simply. “Price doesn’t matter.” Of course it didn’t. Money has never been an issue for him. I scrolled slowly, barely seeing them. They were all beautiful, but they didn’t belong to me—not really. This wasn’t romance. This wasn’t a proposal. This was paperwork. This was business. Finally, I tapped on one. A simple gold band with a small, elegant diamond—barely noticeable but still there. Understated. Uncomplicated. Everything I wished this situation could be.