Chapter 442 Typical Oxen Life

He finally confessed something. Ever since he opened his hotel, a friend had recommended a talented manager. This beautiful and fierce woman was well-known in the industry, and everyone, young and old, called her Sister Hua.

Sister Hua was in her thirties and had worked as an assistant lobby manager at a large hotel in the provincial capital. Returning to her hometown in the county, managing a hotel of this caliber was a piece of cake.

At first, he participated in the management, but later he simply handed the business over to Sister Hua. What's worse is that he and Sister Hua also fell in love.

Hearing this, I waved my hand and said, "I basically understand. Actually, you're not telling the truth. Although the hotel has experienced two accidents, the damage it suffered was not the most serious.

The key point is that the affair between you and Sister Hua can no longer be concealed. Your wife is determined to divorce you, right?

He nodded.

"Sister Hua left the hotel, didn't she?"

He said: "Yes, she couldn't stay any longer, and because of the epidemic, business was bad, so I handed the hotel over to my brother to manage."

I sneered, "You're always hesitant. I can tell that Sister Hua tricked you out of a large sum of money."

The reason why I use the word "coax" is that she didn't cheat you, it was a gift from you. You can't get it back.

Your funding chain is broken, and with the pandemic, business is bad, and your friends are chasing you for debts. Your wife wants to divorce you. You feel like love, friendship, and family are all gone, and life is meaningless. Isn't that right?

He said, "Master, you have hit me right in the nick of time."

I asked, "How many people are there who are lending you money?"

"Five."

"You must enter a state of 'selflessness,' forgetting your past glory and wealth, putting yourself in your place, and facing the bleakness of life. Break the deadlock and find yourself again."

"I want to, too, Master. But no one helps me."

"The only person who can help you is yourself. Don't try to avoid conflict. Go back quickly and invite all your creditors to a meeting at the hotel.

As for saying they want to beat you, kill you, or cripple you, that's all just angry talk, out of anger at your avoidance of conflict. If they really cripple you, they themselves won't be able to escape legal punishment.

Invite them over, conduct a thorough self-examination, and then adopt a partnership system, with five people plus you, and share capital according to the amount of capital.

Each share sends one person to the hotel as a shareholder representative, who are responsible for important positions such as purchasing, catering, housekeeping, accounting, and cashier.

The system uses a daily revenue sharing system. You don't participate in the profit sharing. This way, whether you make a large or small profit doesn't matter; the main thing is that they can see the money they lent is coming back every day. This is the first point.

Secondly, they also want to recoup their capital faster and in greater quantities, so they also participate in the hotel's business solicitation process. Whoever brings in business will be given a percentage point in the first place, as a reward for bringing in more business.

In this way, with the five shareholders plus yourself attracting customers, the customer flow will increase.

Third, a major epidemic lasts no more than three years. This is a historical principle summarized by the ancients. You must make this clear to your shareholders. You must hold on; there is hope of getting your money back. Only then will everyone work together.

Fourth, I think the shareholders will agree. Rather than not getting any money back, it's better to get back tens or hundreds of dollars every day. Even a little bit of money is still money.

Fifth, once we reach a consensus, you should shave your head and go to the gate to greet guests for a month. Then, you can go there one day a week.”

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Bald? Taking advantage of people's sympathy and getting them to eat here?"

"No. The main thing is to give the five shareholders hope that you are truly turning over a new leaf and truly want to earn back your money.

At the same time, you really need to clean up your act and start a new life. You just snatched a quick buck from your powerful friend.

If this money is yours, it's yours. If it's not yours, you can't keep it. Because you're not destined for wealth. In the end, it just passes through your hands for a moment.

If you change your ways, you will become a normal person. Your destiny is to have enough food to eat and clothes to wear. You will be moderately wealthy.

The last point is about internal management, so I won't elaborate on it. Just follow my instructions. This is called karma and destiny in numerology."

"Is it karma or fate?"

"I planted the seeds for you, but you didn't believe them and they didn't bear fruit. That means you and I are not meant to be together."

He blushed and turned pale for a while, then said, "Master, can I add you on WeChat?"

I nodded.

After adding WeChat, he said, "You have enlightened me and benefited me greatly. I have so many words to express my gratitude, but they are all stuck in my throat due to my excitement. I bow to you."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed seriously.

I said, "It doesn't matter whether you bow or not. I just hope you actually do it. My method isn't brilliant. But you did it. You changed your current situation and stopped thinking about suicide. Then my method became brilliant."

He said, "Thank you, Master. I've been hiding all this time. Actually, I've asked someone to tell my fortune and calculate my horoscope. They all said I don't have a lot of money. That's why I wanted to commit suicide."

Since I don't have much money, I can't turn things around. I owe money to my friends and I feel ashamed to face my brothers in Jiangdong. But your advice is very practical. I feel that you are not a fortune teller, but a pastor.

I wasn't interested in his flattery. Instead, I was interested in his fortune-telling, so I asked, "What fortune did you get?"

"The word 'dragon'."

"What did the fortune teller say?"

"The fortune teller asked me what I wanted to know, and I said career. He said my career wouldn't be very big."

I said, "His measurement is basically correct."

"You can also tell fortunes?"

I nodded.

He said, "The fortune teller didn't explain it, which means I won't be able to achieve great things in my career. Can you explain it to me?"

I pulled out a piece of paper and said to him, "Write it down."

He wrote the word "dragon" on the paper.

I asked, “Did you write it like this last time?”

He nodded: "I write this character the most because my last name is Long."

I laughed. "So that's how it is. The character you wrote for dragon doesn't have a distinct fold or hook in the lower right corner. It's written softly, with a large arc, and doesn't have the murderous aura of the '匕' character in dagger.

It looks more like the character for "dog." And you're tall and handsome. The character and you form a stark contrast. An experienced fortune teller can tell at a glance:

You are an emotional person, a person with artistic cells, a casual and not too rigorous person, and a person with a soft personality.

For this kind of person, fortune tellers usually give you a sentence: "Dragon-like appearance, dog-like fate." This means that you look like a dragon, majestic and handsome, but in reality you have the life of a dog, worthless.

He clapped his hands and said, "He said exactly these four words. I was very unhappy at the time. What do you mean by dog ​​life? He treats me like a dog?"

I said, "He didn't scold you, so his fate is not bad. Li Lianying, who was by Cixi's side, also had a fate of a dog. At that time, Aixinjueluo Yixin had to give him three points. Yixin was also the younger brother of Emperor Xianfeng.

"A dog's fate depends on who he serves as a dog. But one thing is for sure: he can only be an assistant, not a full-time employee."

He said, "Mr. Wan, if you can help me to the end, why don't you also help me with a fortune telling?"

I shook my head and said, "I'll test you after you hold the shareholders' meeting."

He seemed to understand what I meant and asked, "How much?"

I said, "One hundred yuan. If you see a beggar tomorrow, donate it to him on my behalf."

He looked at me in confusion.

I said, "Whether you donate or not is up to you, but your connection with me starts with this."

He thanked me profusely and said a lot of words of gratitude.

I waved my hand and said, "Have the shareholders' meeting successfully. This is a token of your sincere gratitude. Let's go. I need to rest too."

After he left, I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, thinking: Mr. Long was born at Chou hour, which is the time of the Ox. It is the darkest hour before dawn. The owner gets up and starts feeding the cows, and waits for dawn to take the cows to plow the fields.

The time of birth is a difficult fate, and the year, month and day are not helpful. If they were, it would not be like this. Therefore, the fate of one's life is as follows:

Making money when you are young is like feeding the cows early in the morning. Making a lot of money when you are in your prime is like plowing the fields and taking a break in the middle of the process, so that the cows can take a breath and drink a lot of water.

But when the master had rested, he wanted the ox to pull the plow again. If the ox had pulled honestly and diligently, the master would not whip it.

But the cow would occasionally wink and whistle at the passing cows, and the owner would whip it hard.

As a result, a customer died in the bath center, the annex building caught fire, and Sister Hua cheated people out of their money.

Pull the plow well. After you finish, the owner will give you fodder. When the sun sets, life will be better. Lie down in the cowshed and eat slowly to make the cows full.

I wrote this metaphor into a WeChat message and sent it to him.

Finally, write: This is your fate.