"He Wenhua! You son of a bitch, you really are something else!" Xia's father stood up abruptly, pointing at He Wenhua, "My innocent daughter married you, and this is how you treat her!"
"Uncle, please don't get so agitated," He Wenlin said calmly. "My brother didn't send me here to check the accounts. He sent me to find ways to increase profits and order volume. Logically speaking, with a daily turnover of over three hundred and such stable business, there's no reason why you shouldn't be making money. Shouldn't I try to find out more about the situation? Don't misunderstand."
After speaking, He Wenlin looked at Xia Lijuan and noticed that she seemed a little nervous and guilty.
It's just like those employees He Wenlin encountered in her past life when she was a manager at a supermarket—they would secretly weigh their own purchases to get a discount.
With Wenlin speaking up for him, He Wenhua immediately chimed in, "That's right, my sister is smart, capable, and experienced. If we want to increase profits and boost order volume, she'll definitely have a way. What are you thinking?"
The Xia father and daughter were speechless.
He Wenlin continued, "You've been open for three and a half months now, and your daily turnover is around 310 or 320 yuan. Let's say 300. Even if we take into account the factory being closed for holidays and the occasional rain when you can't set up your stall, your monthly turnover should be at least 8,000 yuan. But your average monthly profit is only around 2,000 yuan. There's definitely something wrong with that, sister-in-law. Don't you want to know where the problem lies? Don't you want to find out the problem and then increase your profits?"
"Don't give me that nonsense, you're here to audit the accounts!" Xia Lijuan said angrily. "He Wenhua, you've got guts! You don't trust me, and you even sent your sister to audit the accounts, you're ruthless! I'm not doing this anymore! You think you're so great, you do it all by yourself! Let's see how powerful you are!"
Xia Lijuan threw off her apron and stormed off in a fit of anger.
Xia's father glared at He Wenlin and accused her, "You're such a meddlesome little girl! You're meddling in your cousin's private affairs and breaking him up with Lijuan. What good does that do you? You're such a troublemaker!"
He Wenhua also got angry: "I called my sister here, so take it out on me!"
Xia's father had a violent temper and punched He Wenhua in the face.
Neither the brother nor sister expected their father to make a move.
"You hit my brother!" He Wenlin stepped forward and shoved Xia's father. "If you have nothing to hide, why are you so agitated? Are you angry because you're ashamed?"
Fearing that Xia's father would lay a hand on her, He Wenlin pulled her behind him and angrily said to him, "Your whole family has come here, and I've been feeding and treating you well. All your son does all day is play games and go online, and he's spending my money. Have I ever said a word against it? Now you're trying to hit me over this? Do you think I'm made of clay? If you don't want to stay, then leave."
Xia's father's punch really angered He Wenhua.
He never imagined Xia Lijuan would embezzle funds or anything like that, and he never suspected her, since he was aiming for marriage. They weren't legally married yet, but they ran a shop together, lived together, and were practically husband and wife.
"Who the hell is eating or drinking from your place? This is my daughter's shop!" Mr. Xia's voice rose even louder. "What right do you have to kick me out?"
"Your shop? Ha." He Wenhua scoffed, "Everything in this shop was bought with money my sister lent me, and my grandmother gave me money to furnish it! Xia Lijuan didn't contribute a single penny! This is my shop, do you think I don't have the right to kick you out?"
Xia's father choked on his words.
But after a while, he still said defiantly, "My daughter has been with you for so long, and you're just going to kick us out like this? You wish! Believe me or not, I'll report you for indecent assault and make you eat peanuts!"
"What era are we living in? Still acting like a hooligan and eating peanuts? Don't be ridiculous!" He Wenlin said. "Do you think you're the emperor, that whatever you say goes? Spend some time educating people about the law. Go home and ask your daughter if she came to our hometown for the New Year voluntarily, and if she came to Shaoxing with my brother voluntarily."
Mr. Xia was furious and turned to leave.
Now only He Wenlin and He Wenhua are in the shop.
He Wenlin sat on the stool without saying a word.
After a long pause, He Wenlin finally said, "You and she had a fight today..."
If it's just a quarrel between the couple, there's still a chance for them to reconcile. But if he not only quarreled with his future father-in-law, but his future father-in-law also hit him, then it might be difficult for them to make up.
In fact, He Wenlin was quite happy that Xia's father threw this punch, at least this punch could break the "marriage" between He Wenhua and Xia Lijuan.
“It’s over between us. I used to think she was a good person, how did she turn out like this?” He Wenhua felt terrible.
Xia Lijuan used to think about saving money with him to build a house, but things changed. She started demanding a dowry, and it kept getting higher and higher! Her personality also changed from when they first got together. Now she's very stingy and loves to nitpick.
He Wenhua's goodwill towards her gradually disappeared during their numerous arguments over the past few months.
"Brother, don't blame me for being nosy, but if you two break up, she'll definitely want to share the shop with you. If she has money in her hands, she definitely won't give it to you."
He Wenhua was taken aback.
He Wenlin continued, "Her father is clearly not someone to be trifled with. He probably won't give you the money; he'll likely ask you for it instead. Does she manage all your revenue?"
“It’s mostly with her; I only have a few hundred yuan here.” He Wenhua was genuinely aiming for marriage, so he let Xia Lijuan manage the money. Besides, it’s common for women to pay off debts in almost every family, and he had never objected to it.
“You have to make her pay this money back,” He Wenlin said. “This shop is yours, she has to give you at least three thousand yuan back.”
He Wenlin guessed that Xia Lijuan must have seven or eight thousand yuan in her possession.
This shop has been open for three and a half months, and its monthly turnover is at least eight thousand yuan. Even if they lacked experience in the early stages and made a lot of mistakes, earning less, their monthly gross profit margin is at least 60%. Even if the monthly rent and utilities are only 1,500 yuan, their profit is still at least tens of thousands of yuan.
According to He Wenhua, after buying the air conditioner, they got a discount of more than 2,000 yuan. In addition, He Wenhua also took some money for himself. Roughly speaking, Xia Lijuan had 7,000 yuan, not 8,000 yuan!
Even if Xia Lijuan isn't good, she's been in a relationship with He Wenhua for so long and worked at the fast food restaurant for so long, it's impossible that she wouldn't get a share of the money.
However, this shop was opened with money borrowed by He Wenhua, so it's impossible for Xia Lijuan to take it all away.
Of course, if He Wenhua is willing to let her take it all, then there's nothing that can be done...
However, He Wenlin felt that the Xia family wouldn't give her three thousand yuan.
Ring ring...
He Wenlin's phone rang.
Upon answering, I discovered it was Grandma He calling.
"Have you figured out what happened at your brother's shop?" Grandma He asked.
He Wenlin glanced at He Wenhua and then said, "Grandma, I'll talk to you about this later when I get back. It's not settled yet. I'm busy here, so I'll talk to you later when I get back."
"Alright, alright, you guys go ahead and get busy."
The grandmother and grandson hung up the phone.
He Wenlin said, "Let's not talk about her for now, brother. Let's hurry up and prepare the lunch we need to deliver."
With Xia Lijuan and her father not around, He Wenhua definitely couldn't handle so many takeout orders by himself.
That's all I can do for now. At the very least, I need to help them resolve their midday predicament. In business, the worst thing you can do is break your promise to your customers.
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