As Chu Yifeng lifted his hand from the water, Bi Yue instinctively retracted her toes.
He lowered his head and pursed his lips, and Bi Yue couldn't see his expression clearly.
"After you give birth, don't drink too much even on the day you can.
No matter how high your official rank or how big your business, remember this: if you can drink three bottles, just say you're drunk; if you can drink five bottles, just two or three bottles, pretend to be drunk.
After a while, everyone will know about it and naturally stop fighting with you. Did you hear me? "
Chu Yifeng gave Bi Yue an analysis based on men's mentality.
Since Bi Yue wanted to go down this path, communication was essential to maintain the relationship. As her man, he could tolerate her talking about life, ideals, and cotton with the opposite sex, which was also because he trusted her very much.
But no matter how much you believe in someone, you must never use alcohol to communicate.
Bi Yueka lowered his eyes: "Is this how you avoid drinking?"
Chu Yifeng looked up at Bi Yue, as if it was a matter of course:
"Why should I hide? I can't drink anyway. Drinking in the army is horrible. They drink liquor from teacups and beer from bottles. It's terrifying just to watch. If I drink like that, I'll be out of sorts for two or three days. I can't stand the smell if I drink too much; it'll make me vomit."
Tsundere.
Bi Yue's eyes lit up with a smile, remembering what Liu Dapeng had said in Zhaojiatun: "My brother is just a coward when it comes to drinking. Come here, uncle, you can knock him down three times."
"Everyone knows?"
Chu Yifeng looked back at Bi Yue, smiled, and rubbed Bi Yue's feet with water. Bi Yue didn't even notice.
"Well, I can't drink Meimingyang."
He lowered his head and recalled that he had warned his sister the same thing before, but his sister didn't listen and got drunk every day.
Not mentioning his sister would be a spoiler.
He'd been a master of the bar scene for seven or eight years, killing three thousand enemies and crying a thousand more, but now no one could control him. Unlike Bi Yue, who was a blank slate and still had room for improvement.
The atmosphere in the room was inexplicably warm, so much so that Bi Cheng felt awkward for a few seconds when he pushed the door open.
Chu Yifeng slowly wiped Bi Yue's feet, patted Bi Cheng's strong shoulders, and took the foot basin out.
Bi Yue suppressed the smile that she had just uncontrollably shown: "What's wrong?"
"Sister, the person in charge of the suburban medical school just called. Tsk, it's too dark. It's not much cheaper than renting in the city, and it's so remote."
"How much more?"
"Two thousand more." Bi Cheng sat down on the chair, frowned slightly and continued:
"Why do I feel like that person is just trying to get the money? The campus has already moved, so it's empty anyway. Damn, they're raising the price.
Besides, sister, are we too that?
Not to mention the distant past, before my uncle built the temporary workshop, it was said that everyone lived in tents, and some even slept in the open air.
It's not cold now, and our competitors are all doing the same thing. Tiantian International has much more capital than us, right? I heard they do the same thing, kicking out the workers in the middle of winter. They all do the same thing, and it saves a lot of money."
Bi Yue licked her lips, thought for a moment and shook her head:
“This money cannot be saved.
Things like the steel bar work shed, the power distribution room, and the cement warehouse have been completed, but I'm afraid the construction and living area will not be completed before autumn.
Tired all day and lying on the cold ground at night? Wouldn't you be freezing?
You agree to it, but you have to sign a contract with the medical school, allowing you to extend the lease at any time and not raise the price."
Bi Cheng didn't quite agree. He said a lot but it didn't make him understand?
"Sister, forget it. If no one appreciates your kindness, I'll have to spend an extra ten thousand.
We have to transport them from the medical school to the construction site, and we have to provide them with a bus. Even if the bus is old, it still costs money. What about the driver? Shouldn't he pay him a higher salary?
If you treat them as small amounts, they will add up to a lot.
The most important thing is that no one knows you are doing this good thing.
We are not heartless. They will suffer if they go out to work.
Bosses who are more powerful than us do the same thing. I feel it’s unfair to spend this money.”
Bi Yue suppressed the urge to chase the person away, swallowed her words and said, "What are you going to do?" She took a deep breath and explained:
"Dacheng, I understand what you mean. But we can't exploit these poor people."
When Bi Yue found that her elder brother was about to explain, she waved her hand to stop him:
“Just listen to me.
Other bosses? We should match their performance, but otherwise, we have our own management style.
Be more frugal and avoid unnecessary entertainment expenses. How can you not save money?
I don't need others to appreciate my kindness. I just know to be as kind to them as possible. They all come from all over the place to visit our Bi family.
If they have a decent place to stay and aren't cold, maybe they can be more productive, and I can sleep better."
Bi Tiegang outside the window nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and the boss was relieved.
He was most reluctant to part with the money, but after hearing these words, he felt happier than his daughter getting first place in the exam.
When Bi Cheng came out, Bi Tiegang kicked Bi Cheng, causing Bi Cheng to straighten his waist in confusion.
He learned this this summer and he believes that as a boss, he must save all resources to maximize profits.
Who doesn't want to be a good person? Just being a good person is enough. That's rational, and that's how you make money. Is he wrong?
Bi Cheng asked Chu Yifeng distressedly: "Is that right?"
Chu Yifeng slowly opened his briefcase.
In his opinion, everything is right, it's just a matter of doing what suits the situation.
He replied with a double meaning: "It is people-oriented, but your sister has little money."
However, I have a deeper understanding of Bi Yue's kind nature.
Money is a thing. Making people spend more and earn less may sound trivial, but it is difficult to do because the opponent is selfish human nature.
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Bi Yue kicked off the towel blanket and sat up. She felt hot and dry. What was going on?
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