The more Dazhuzi shouted on the other end of the phone, the quieter Bi Tielin became.
Until the other side had an illusion, thinking that the line was disconnected or that there was no one on the other side, and shouted in confusion:
"Hello? Hello! Tielin, are you there?"
Ever since the Wu Yuxi incident, Bi Tielin has become hard-hearted towards his subordinates.
He realized that he couldn't spoil them. How to divide the money could be negotiated. He really wasn't the kind of person who would treat anyone unfairly. Even in Kyoto and Shanxi, how many people's wages had he proactively raised?
But the prerequisite is that you have to be responsible, you have to know who is the boss, and don't be ignorant of your own abilities.
So Bi Tielin was very dissatisfied with Dazhuzi's attitude on the phone:
"Are you done? I'm telling you, if you really can't make it in that business anymore, you're always welcome to come back. I'll find someone to take over your business."
"Tie Lin?" Dazhuzi shouted in disbelief.
“The tobacco and alcohol business is managed by my eldest brother.
It's his responsibility. Do you understand what that means?
Even if he ruined those five stores, you still have to obey him. I don't want anyone who doesn't obey me!"
With a click, Bi Tielin hung up the phone.
…
In the Bi family courtyard, Bi Yue was doing something "meaningless", studying.
Yes, it is meaningless to her.
She thought she was wasting her time in school now. She had a weak body, but she didn't have the courage to stop studying and was afraid that her parents would be angry with her.
If she were to come here and have no family, she would definitely stop studying. This book is really just for her parents to read to show off.
It’s no wonder Bi Yue thinks so.
The courses that Bi Yue studied in the 1980s were indeed of no use to him anymore.
There is no end to learning knowledge, but for someone like Bi Yue who knows the times, knowledge must be used eventually, and she can't use it.
To put it bluntly, it is still due to professional limitations.
In a few years, textbooks will no longer teach these things. The text is too specific to the times, and the mathematics is too simple.
Bi Yue felt that if she were asked to specialize in language, she would still devote herself to studying seriously.
But now, it seems that she is destined to be a teacher after traveling here, but she really doesn't have any interest in that profession. The thought of wielding a teaching stick to a group of adolescent children...
Bi Yue clicked her tongue, revealing a look of disgust, and poked the textbook with the tip of her pen.
She hadn't managed either of her two younger brothers well. If she taught them a lesson, it would piss her off to death.
But why should we study hard now?
Bi Yue touched her chin and continued to flip through the book, forcing herself to read.
Because she had a very pretentious idea, which was to graduate with excellent grades and shut up those who were talking behind her back. If any classmate dared to talk behind her back again, she would poke their nose and ask, "What? Did you beat me on the test?"
Whether it is graduation or internship, she has to be in a state where she is very good at it.
She wanted her parents, teachers and classmates to understand that she didn't want to do it, it was her choice, not that she couldn't do it.
However, after only watching for half an hour, my stomach started to growl.
"Oh, what should I do? Should I get rid of you? Or should I find time to give birth to you?"
Bi Yue closed the pen cap, stood up, rubbed her belly, opened the door, and muttered as she walked:
"You'll be a mother at 20, you'll start a family in your 40s, and you'll have a chubby grandchild in your arms at 50. Oh my god."
Everyone has a tendency to procrastinate, and Bi Yue is no exception.
She wanted to go to the pharmacy to ask, but she didn't have the courage.
She knew that there was an 80% chance that she had a bomb in her belly, but she still made excuses for herself:
Let's talk about it after more than a month or almost two months. If not, drive to a hospital in a nearby county for a check-up and then decide whether to have a one-size-fits-all operation.
The reason was that she just didn't want to face it sooner.
She was afraid of the fear of the unknown.
…
"Sister? Sister, phone!"
Bi Yue said she had to review these days, so they didn't go to the restaurant for dinner that night.
Her mother is relieved when she is at home. A girl can take care of her younger brothers and act like a babysitter.
Bi Yue squinted her eyes and hid from the pot, tears streaming down her face from the spicy peppers:
"Oh wait a minute! Where's my fried chili oil?"
Bi Sheng came running over:
"Sister, uncle, hurry up, what are you doing?"
Bi Yue wiped her hands on her apron: "Boiled pork slices."
"Ah?" Bi Sheng grinned in confusion: "You did this on purpose, didn't you? I have a big bump on my face."
"I want to eat. I cook and I have the final say. How about you do it? That's useless!" After saying that, he quickly ran to the living room to answer the phone.
Bi Sheng pointed at Bi Yue's back, like a little adult, imitating Liu Yafang's tone and saying:
"Your tone is stiff. And you're still getting married? Who wants you?"
…
Although Bi Tielin was not in a good mood towards Dazhuzi and told his brother to do whatever he wanted, as a businessman, he would never give up after seeing the profit.
Bi Tielin thought about it for a long time. He couldn't let his brother call and criticize him just a few days after taking over. After thinking about it, he could only talk to his eldest niece and ask Bi Yue to think of a way, at least to be close.
"Yeah, uncle, I understand. Don't worry.
Uncle, my father meant well. I'm afraid the wine was too expensive. Who in his mind could afford such expensive wine?
You asked him to look after the store, and I guess he has no intention of expanding it. He just wants to keep the business for you and not make you lose money. You have to understand him more.
He has been helping me run the restaurant since he came from the countryside. From the village to Kyoto, he hasn't seen much.
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