Zhou Bingchen was in the kitchen, but he pricked up his ears to listen to what Zhao Zhenzhu and the others were discussing.
Zhou Bingchen was a little curious, and also a little... ahem... jealous.
As soon as He Bo entered the room, he placed a large stack of banknotes on the table. Zhou Bingchen estimated that there should be about 1,600 or 1,700 yuan.
Sixteen or seventeen thousand! Zhou Bingchen had saved for so many years, but he only had eight hundred yuan in savings.
What's more, He Bo looked at Zhao Zhenzhu with sparkling eyes full of admiration.
Zhou Bingchen was afraid that He Bo would have inappropriate thoughts about Zhao Zhenzhu.
(He Bo: That’s a look of admiration, not love. How can ordinary people dare to dream of someone like my sister?)
Unfortunately, the kitchen was a little far from the living room, and Zhao Zhenzhu and He Bo's voices were not loud. Zhou Bingchen listened for a while, and only heard the words "hot" and "not enough to sell".
After making the tea, Zhou Bingchen brought the tea tray and walked to the living room impatiently.
Zhou Bingchen placed a cup of tea in front of He Bo, and He Bo stood up in panic.
"The tea is a little hot." Zhou Bingchen reminded in a friendly manner (with gritted teeth).
"Thank you, brother-in-law." He Bo didn't realize that Zhou Bingchen had any opinion about him. He immediately thought that Zhou Bingchen was a really nice person. He made tea for him and reminded him that the tea was hot.
Zhao Zhenzhu lowered her head and was counting the accounts, and did not notice Zhou Bingchen's little thoughts.
Zhou Bingchen placed the teacup next to Zhao Zhenzhu and said softly, "Zhenzhu, I made you some brown sugar water."
"Yeah." Zhao Zhenzhu responded without raising her head.
Zhao Zhenzhu doesn't like drinking brown sugar water because it's too sweet.
Unfortunately, Zhou Bingchen thought she should drink.
Zhao Zhenzhu's period came this morning.
In this era, many people believe that brown sugar can replenish blood, and Zhou Bingchen is no exception.
"Pearl, don't forget to drink." Zhou Bingchen reminded.
Seeing that Zhou Bingchen stood there and refused to leave, Zhao Zhenzhu had no choice but to pick up the cup and drink the brown sugar water in one gulp.
I have to say that Zhou Bingchen is still very careful.
The brown sugar water is warm and not hot at all.
Huh? Zhou Bingchen, a straight man, was actually quite considerate to her in his previous life, except for "cheating". Otherwise, Zhao Zhenzhu would not have stayed in the Zhou family to "atone" for Zhou Bingchen after his death in her previous life.
It’s not good to be in love.
Zhao Zhenzhu startled and almost dropped the cup in her hand.
"Be careful." Zhou Bingchen was quick to catch the cup.
"Bingchen, if you have nothing to do, go and check on how Jiakai is doing his homework." Zhao Zhenzhu said after she came to her senses.
Zhao Zhenzhu checks Zhou Jiakai's homework every day.
Since Zhou Bingchen was at home, Zhao Zhenzhu decided to give this glorious task to Zhou Bingchen.
Zhou Bingchen doesn't spend much time at home throughout the year, and the children need their father's company.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhou Bingchen walked away, looking back every few steps.
After Zhou Bingchen left, Zhao Zhenzhu handed the account book in her hand to He Bo.
"He Xiaobo, we have produced more than 13,000 hair bands in the past few days. You took a total of 12,000 in three times. The money I brought back the first time was 1,850 yuan, and the money you brought back this time was 1,860 yuan. The total profit from the two times was 3,710 yuan. Thirty-one yuan was used to buy rags, and the wages should be 156. We will set aside another sum of money for travel and hotel expenses, so the profit is 3,523 yuan. Do you think I am right?" Zhao Zhenzhu said.
"Sister, you just need to calculate the accounts, no need to look at them." He Bo waved his hands repeatedly.
"That won't do. We are a joint business, and both parties need to look over the accounts carefully." Zhao Zhenzhu insisted.
He Bo had no choice but to take the account book from Zhao Zhenzhu and start looking at it.
Zhao Zhenzhu's account book uses the accounting method she learned later in life, and the income and expenditure are clearly visible.
He Bo finished reading it in half a minute.
"Sister, that's right." He Bo returned the account book to Zhao Zhenzhu.
"He Xiaobo, if everything is correct, we can split the money." Zhao Zhenzhu counted out 1,823 yuan, handed it to He Bo, and said, "1,700 yuan is your dividend, and 123 yuan is your travel expenses. You should keep a separate account. I will make up for it next time if you use it up."
"No, no, sister, we can't divide it like this." He Bo was anxious.
"Do you feel like you've been at a disadvantage?" Zhao Zhenzhu glared at He Bo and asked.
"No, sister, you're at a disadvantage." He Bo pushed the money to Zhao Zhenzhu and explained, "Sister, we agreed last time that I would be responsible for purchasing and sales, and I would split the profits 50-50. However, you negotiated the purchase this time, so I can't take 50%. 30% is enough."
The coldness on Zhao Zhenzhu's face disappeared.
I told you! He Xiaobo is not a greedy person. He Xiaobo said that the money should not be divided like this, not because he thought the money was too little, but because he thought it was too much.
"He Xiaobo, just take it. This time I was the one who negotiated the business, but next time, I won't help you." Zhao Zhenzhu smiled and pushed the money back in front of He Bo.
Even if all the several thousand dollars were given to He Bo, it would have no impact on Zhao Zhenzhu.
He Bo's tactfulness made Zhao Zhenzhu feel very good. This showed that she, Zhao Zhenzhu, had not made a mistake in choosing the wrong person or partner.
"Sister, I really can't accept it." He Bo insisted.
A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way.
He Bo really wanted to make money, but he wanted to make money that belonged to him.
The business was conceived by Zhao Zhenzhu, the style of the hairpin was designed by Zhao Zhenzhu, the production was in charge of Zhao Zhenzhu, and the supply of raw materials was negotiated by Zhao Zhenzhu. He Bo felt that he was just running errands with his two brothers.
Not to mention 30%, even if Zhao Zhenzhu only gave 10%, He Bo would be very satisfied.
Zhao Zhenzhu gave too much, and He Bo felt uneasy.
"You really only want 30%?" Zhao Zhenzhu was surprised.
Zhao Zhenzhu was a businessman in her previous life and met a lot of people.
Many people are desperate just to gain more benefits for themselves, and there are many who will stab their business partners in the back as long as the benefits are big enough.
There are people like He Bo who are not tempted by a lot of money, but they are not many.
"Yes, sister, actually 30% is too much, but I want to get married recently, so I shamelessly accepted your kindness. Fifty percent is really not enough, I would feel guilty about it. There is a long time to come, and if you think I'm useful, please take me with you to make a fortune next time." He Bo's attitude was firm.
"Okay, then I'll give you 30%. I'll give you 1,020 first this time." Zhao Zhenzhu readily took back the extra part.
He Bo is right, there is a long way to go.
Since He Bo is so considerate, Zhao Zhenzhu will take him with her next time she has other business.
At this time, He Bo didn't know that his choice today would make him Zhao Zhenzhu's most capable assistant in the future, and also a well-known figure on the list of China's richest people.
Of course, this is a later story and we won’t talk about it here.
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